Beloved husband, father and grandfather,
Marvin passed away October 2, 2002, at the age of 79, after a long illness, in Torrance, CA.
Born in Washington Heights, NY, on October 13, 1922, Marvin
moved to Brookline, MA where he attended Brookline High School. He was a 1st
Lieutenant from 1942-1945 in the US Army Air Force, 8th Air Force, 2nd
Air Division, 445th Bomb Group, 702nd Bomb Squadron. He
piloted a B-24, and was stationed in Tibenham, England during WWII. After the war he returned to college at Tufts University.
Marvin received his MD from Tufts University Medical
School in 1950, and performed his residency in Gastroenterology at Boston City
Hospital and the Wadsworth VA Hospital in Westwood, CA. From 1955-1967 he was
in private practice, then accepted the position of Assistant Medical Director
at Harbor-UCLA Medical Center until his retirement in 1984. In addition to his
duties as Assistant Medical Director, he was an Adjunct Associate Professor of Medicine
at UCLA. He was a Fellow of the American College of Physicians and was
certified by the American Board of Internal Medicine. Marvin was passionate
about the practice of clinical medicine, especially patient care and dedicated
to the education of medical residents. His real joy as an MD was to care for
his patients with compassion and dignity. Marvin’s community involvement
included working at the Free Clinic, consulting for the County Youth Clinic and
contributing to many charities.
Marvin had a life long love of gardening and a special
fondness for gladiolus, cacti and vegetables. He enjoyed music, fishing and
spending time with his family and grandchildren. He also loved sports, having
been an avid tennis player and was a strong supporter of the UCLA Basketball
program.
Survived by his devoted wife Evelyn, his four children;
Deborah, Samuel (Diane), Mark (Jill) and Lisa, and four grandchildren; Bryan, Jamie, David and
Emily; his sisters Frances Nash and Ruth Gasster, and nieces and nephews.
In lieu
of flowers the family is requesting donations to:
The UCLA Center on Aging
(310)267-1854
10945 Le Conte Avenue, Suite 3119
Los Angeles, CA 90095-6980
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THERE IS NO DEATH |
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There is no Death, What we call Death, Is but a sudden change, Because we know Not where it leads -- Therefore it seemth strange. There is no Death, What we call Death, Is but a restful sleep They wake not soon Who slumber so -- Therefore we mourn...we weep, There is no Death, What we call Death, Is but surcease from strife They do not die who we call dead -- The go from life ... to Life! |
-- William F. Rosenblum |
First thing I remember was asking papa, why,
For there were many things I didn't know.
And daddy always smiled and took me by the hand,
Saying, someday you'll understand.
(chorus:)
Well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son,
That you better learn it fast, you better learn it young,
'Cause someday never comes.
Well, time and tears went by and I collected dust.
For there were many things I didn't know.
When daddy went away, he said, try to be a man,
And someday you'll understand.
Well, I'm here...
And then one day in April, I wasn't even there,
For there were many things I didn't know.
A son was born to me. Mama held his hand,
sayin' someday you'll understand.
Well, I'm here...
Think it was September, the year I went away,
For there were many things I didn't know.
And still I see him standing tryin' to be a man,
I said, someday you'll understand.
Well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son,
That you better learn it fast, you better learn it young,
'Cause someday never comes.
The page is dedacated to the memory of my father.
last up-date: 2012.02.20
-- Samuel Gasster --