Mary Jo Bartlett

AMENIA — Mary Jo Bartlett, 96, a 60-year resident of Amenia, died at home on Feb. 28, 2010.  Born July 10, 1913, in Salisbury, she was the daughter of the late Mary E. (Whalen) and Anthony J. Whalen.

During World War II, Mrs. Bartlett served as a corporal in the United States Army Air Force and earned the Good Conduct, American Service and Victory Medals and the YAAC service ribbon.  After her discharge from the service in 1945, she resided in Winter Haven, Fla., where she worked as a hairdresser.

She married William E. Bartlett in Florida on April 21, 1950. He predeceased her on June 8, 1995.  

Mrs. Bartlett is survived by two sons, William W. Bartlett and his wife, Dawn Marie, of Amenia and Barry W. Bartlett of Amenia; three grandsons, Christopher Bartlett, William W. Bartlett Jr. and Joseph Bartlett; a granddaughter, Alexis Bartlett; and several nieces and nephews. In addition to her parents and husband, she was predeceased by four brothers, Joseph, Babe, Brick and Turk Whalen; and three sisters, Kathleen Lamb, Elizabeth Mattheson and Emma Parsons.  

Calling hours are Thursday, March 4, from 6 to 8 p.m. at the Hufcut Funeral Home, 3159 Route 22 in Dover Plains. A Mass of Christian burial will be celebrated on Friday, March 5, at 10 a.m. at the Immaculate Conception Church in Amenia. Burial will take place in the spring at Amenia Island Cemetery.  

In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to the Amenia Library, PO Box 27, Amenia, NY 12501, or the Amenia Fire Company, PO Box 166, Amenia, NY 12501.  

To send the family an online condolence, go to hufcutfuneralhome.com.

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