In Memory

Carol Martin (Baldwin)

Carol Martin (Baldwin)

Carol lived in Daytona Beach, Florida and passed away on May 31, 2021. After high school she went to Bridgewater State College and then married Richard Baldwin, now deceased. She is survived by sons Derek, Darren, his wife Lisa, and three cherished grandchildren. 

On her profile page, Carol fondly remembered being on the drill team and playing field hockey. She also noted how her life was touched by the Vietnam War and that she was a 5-year cancer survivor. 

May she rest in peace. 

https://www.legacy.com/us/obituaries/news-journalonline/name/carol-baldwin-obituary?pid=199034747



 
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10/27/21 05:00 PM #1    

Suzanne Perkins (Gunston)

I have thought about Carol nearly every day since her unexpected death in May.  Finally, In August, I located and spoke with her son, Darren.  He sounded so like his mom!  His voice, his choice of words and even the structure of his sentences reminded me of Carol.  We spoke about her childhood, the house on Burke Street and the old neighbors. Darren knew about them all. It was a comfort to learn the manner of Carol’s death. She was playing golf with friends (and winning) and she was smiling as she stepped off her golf cart at the 7th hole – a painless passing. I think she would want you to know.

I knew Carol as an adult because we kept in touch, but since her death, I have been thinking about how we all were as children and I want to remind you about how Carol was then. At Sunday School and at the Deerfield School, she was a shy girl with very long braids and a sweet smile. She had a wonderful vintage paper doll collection and a rabbit named Boston Blackie. We skated at Riley’s Pond in winter, and in summer, we muddied our sneakers, catching tadpoles there. She was an aspiring model and was once (Darren reminded me) a contestant on American Bandstand.

The Bandstand reminder made me think about how Carol loved to dance. For our seventh-grade spring dance, she wore a plain lavender dress and at the last minute, her mother bobbie-pinned one sprig of fresh lilac into her hair. Her dark eyes (she was known for those dark eyes) were sparkling as we walked to the dance. Her hair had been cut to chin length - sort of a bob, and as we passed in front of the Westwood Cemetery’s iron fence, the breeze wisped her auburn hair around her face and the lilac’s fragrance was borne aloft. In this snapshot, this memory, the fragrance is clear and it comforts me.


10/28/21 01:31 PM #2    

Stu Freeman

Suzzane, for your friendship with Carol all these years. She was always a joy to ushsee.  I finally got to talk to her and her husband at our reunion. I was always going to stop and see them as I was constantly in Vero Beach with my mother.  Landing at Melbourne and driving down to Vero, but always seemed to be in a rush.

Now it is to late.  Thank you for your posting on Carol. Stu Freeman

 

 


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