I am posting this because people have asked me to. Emily Rose Marcus was born on December 10, 1969, in Alta Bates Hospital in Berkeley. It was a forceps delivery, and she came out with bruises on her face, yet she lived her life as a woman who prized beauty—in fashion, her own sense of style, furniture, art. Following her beloved uncle Dr. William E. Bernstein, she chose a death with dignity, and died on January 31, 2023, in her apartment in Oakland, where she had lived since 2007, after more than two years fighting against a terminal diagnosis of appendiceal cancer she had received in September 2020. Our hearts are broken.
My deepest condolences for such a beautiful person. It’s a shattering trauma that can only be endured by memories of her wonderful life. May she resound in your hearts & with you
Beautiful, wrenching, heartbreaking. I think of Emily every day, as I pass her photo on the little altar outside my bedroom, a space she shares with a few others, including my best friend Patrick (esophageal cancer), the love of my life (drowned), and my precious Lark (mini-longhaired dachshunds), who was killed by a snake last winter. Thank you for wading through your devastation to give this gift to all of us who were touched by Emily.
I remember getting tickets to Elvis Presley at The Cow Palace in 1977, but she got sick and couldn’t go. I promised to get tickets the next time he came around…
Dear Greil and Jenny, I am a friend of Jo Anne's and have heard her rave about you and your daughters ever since we met over 40 years ago. Thank you for writing this, Greil. How wonderful that Emily had such a loving and devoted family who appreciated her. I am so sorry for your loss.
So sorry dear Sir.
A lovely tribute.
Thank you for sharing this. I have just come back from yet another funeral parlor,
My condolences.
A life well lived to be loved and cherished by so many.
So sorry.
I’m so sorry, Greil.
What a beautiful portrait of a rich and vibrant life lived so well. Inspiring- and what a smile 🌹
My deepest condolences for such a beautiful person. It’s a shattering trauma that can only be endured by memories of her wonderful life. May she resound in your hearts & with you
So sorry friend. Love.
Beautiful, wrenching, heartbreaking. I think of Emily every day, as I pass her photo on the little altar outside my bedroom, a space she shares with a few others, including my best friend Patrick (esophageal cancer), the love of my life (drowned), and my precious Lark (mini-longhaired dachshunds), who was killed by a snake last winter. Thank you for wading through your devastation to give this gift to all of us who were touched by Emily.
I miss her every day.
I remember getting tickets to Elvis Presley at The Cow Palace in 1977, but she got sick and couldn’t go. I promised to get tickets the next time he came around…
I am so sorry. May her memory be a blessing.
Dear Greil and Jenny, I am a friend of Jo Anne's and have heard her rave about you and your daughters ever since we met over 40 years ago. Thank you for writing this, Greil. How wonderful that Emily had such a loving and devoted family who appreciated her. I am so sorry for your loss.
Shifra Sharlin
God bless. May her memory be a blessing.
Thank you, Greil. Thank you, Jennie. Thank you, Emily.