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Obituary for Jean M. Hamilton (Brashers)

Jean M. Hamilton (Brashers), 61, of State College, formerly of Philadelphia, of All Saints Catholic Church in Bridesburg, PA, passed away peacefully on Monday, July 27, 2020 with her loved ones by her side. Born on September 11, 1958 in Philadelphia, she was the beloved daughter of the late George and Mary (Biederman) Hamilton. She was married to Dr. William Brashers, Jr., who survives at home in State College.

In addition to her husband, William, she is survived by her three children, Melissa Hall (Travis) of Carmel Valley, California, Jason Kulha (Jessica) of Carl Junction, Missouri, and Christopher Kulha (Tara) of East Lyme, Connecticut; four grandchildren, Julian Hall (b. to Melissa), Eden and Emery Kulha (b. to Christopher), and Laylah Kulha - due in November (b. to Jason); three step-children, Brett Brashers, Christie Brashers, and Kyle Brashers of State College; and her three fur-babies Big Boy, Little Girl, and Tucker. Also surviving are her six siblings, George Hamilton, Mary McCullough, twin brother John Hamilton, Barbara Mauro, James Hamilton, and Michael Hamilton.

She was preceded in death by her beloved parents, George, and Mary Hamilton.

Jean enjoyed spending time with her family, travelling and looking up at the stars. She especially loved the times that she spent with her brothers and sisters, children, and grandchildren.

A Celebration of Life will be announced at a later date at the convenience of the family. Arrangements are under the direction of Wetzler Funeral Service, Inc. in Bellefonte, PA.

In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made in Jean’s memory to Fonda’s Foundlings Cat Rescue, 1956 Norwood Ln, State College, PA 16803.

Death is Nothing at All
By: Henry Scott Holland

Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.

Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.

All is well.

Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before only better, infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together with Christ.