Maureen Devletian

maureen devletian

June 6, 1951 ~ May 20, 2022

Devletian, Maureen nee: Pepperted, age 70, of Palisades Park, passed away on Friday, May 20, 2022. Beloved wife to Richard H. Devletian. Loving mother to Nicole Gobel and her husband Peter Gobel; Richard S. Devletian and his wife Ruthie Devletian; Danielle Barel and her husband Jared Barel. Proud grandmother to Tali, Riley, Kaia, Maxine, and Jasper.

Maureen was a vibrant spirit with endless energy, always taking on and accomplishing more than others thought was possible. Even before attending the Fashion Institute of Technology she was an artist and designer, having won awards for her artwork in school and fabricating much of her own wardrobe. As a professional woman in the 70s, she traveled the world searching out the most engaging prints to bring back to the textile industry of New York City. Through her hard work and keen artistic sense she became the head of the artists’ studio at Klopman Mills, the print division of Burlington Industries.

While balancing the responsibilities of a successful career, Maureen devoted her life to her loved ones and the surrounding community. She spent a great deal of her time hand-making beautiful gifts including quilts, pillows, and paintings. Despite her many talents, Maureen found her true calling after retirement in fulltime motherhood. She raised three happy children, kept two homes spotlessly clean, organized innumerable school activities and events, and still managed to have a delicious and healthy dinner on the table every night… whether she was feeding 5 or 15 people.

Later in life Maureen wrote a series of epic novels that take place in the American West over the course of a hundred years, which she researched extensively to ensure the authenticity of the lifestyles and languages portrayed therein. Her love and reverence for nature has been passed down through generations, as have the many holiday traditions she established and unflinchingly maintained throughout the years.

The family will receive their friends on Wednesday 4-7 PM at the Frank A. Patti and Kenneth Mikatarian Funeral Home 327 Main Street “opposite the Fort Lee Library”. For condolences, directions, or information www.frankpatti.com or call (201) 944-0100.

In lieu of flowers, please make a Tribute Gift to the National Parks Foundation at http://www.nationalparks.org in Maureen’s name with the following Acknowledgee information:

Richard Devletian

57 West Central Blvd

Palisades Park, NJ 07650

richarddevletian@gmail.com (if choosing the eCard option)

Services

Visitation: May 25, 2022 4:00 pm - 7:00 pm

Frank Patti And Kenneth Mikatarian Funeral Directors
327 Main Street
Fort Lee, NJ 07024


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  1. Our Maureen will be in our hearts and minds forever. She was enormously talented and creative and had the energy of ten people! Our most joyful memories are of the many hours we shared as the children were growing up. When Tante Mary was still alive, the dinners we shared were happy, very noisy, and full of love. We were a large and close family, and when we were all together, there was always lots of laughter, music, jokes and conversation in abundance. Now the children and grandchildren are scattered across the country, but our bonds to each other ….and our love for each other…..have not diminished. Maureen set the standard for family caring about family! Her children and grandchildren are carrying on her legacy of love and commitment to each other. She has had a profound influence on all of us, and we are forever grateful to have had her in our lives. She was, is, and will be forever loved.
    When Maureen asked Joe to “give her away” at her wedding to Richie, he felt honored and blessed to be such an important part of her special day. And..,,4 year old Shana was the flower girl!; it should be no surprise that Maureen made Shana’s dress and hat for the wedding!
    We have so many wonderful memories; we are blessed that she walked among us.
    Lorraine & Joe

  2. Dearest Maureen,

    My beautiful, amazing, sweet, soul sister, how fortunate am I to have been blessed by your presence. You are the best of us! Thank you for the countless memories filled with happiness, joy and laughter! I know deep in my heart that you have not gone away from us; your body just couldn’t contain your boundless spirit and energy anymore. You are finally free to dance to the eternal song of the universe once again. I will always feel the comforting glow of your radiant smile surrounding me. You are the blossom in the darkness that shines the light forward. I look forward to the day we are reunited. Until then, Rest In Peace knowing how much you are loved.

    Your soul brother,
    Wally

  3. Dear Maureen,
    Deep sorrow filled my heart when I heard you had gained your angel wings. Yet my memories of you are so joyous and full of love. I only met you and Richie on a handful of occasions as I live abroad but you were – you are – part of my family. I will forever remember your sense of compassion, warmth and generosity, your wonderful smile and your love for children and family.
    Dear Richie and family,
    I am sending you my love and healing thoughts, I pray your pain and sorrow be lightened by the love we all share for Maureen and your family.

  4. Dearest Maureen,

    My first memory of you was watching this beautiful, elegant woman rushing through the academy's corridors fully energized with plans to turn the students’ life even more exciting, interesting, and fun. Little did I know that we were soon to follow the growing love and friendship between our kids later we felt so blessed to unite our families together.

    This morning, Sy and I were climbing mount Hollywood, we remembered how much we've enjoyed similar hike with you and big Rich. We shared love for nature, art, and above all family.

    Last Saturday we were watching TV with Richie Tali and Kaia. We were covered with your gorgeous quilts, another reminder that your love is around us always and will stay our inspiration always.

    Love,
    Etti.

  5. Maureen’s moments from Sy’s album.

    Our lives are built out of special moments. When we think of the people that are close to us, we think of precious moments we shared. So, here is three of the moment in which I see and think of Maureen.

    The first special moment was the first time I saw her. It was in one of the Parents’ Day, the first year of Ruthie at the Academy. Maureen walked the corridors as if she owned the place, energetic, confident, talking to everyone in her way. But she was not a matron who control school. She was a beautiful lady, her blond hair had unusual small curls, giving her an aura of an innocence little girl. Like the curls I see sometimes on her grand-daughter Tali when she unties her braids. I did not know whose mother she was. I did not know Richie at that time. But I was very happy to see her there at the school, knowing she was part of our team.

    The second special moment was our first dinner together after Ruthie and Richie announced their engagement. She and big Richie were shooting adventure stories from their life and cabin. Maureen sat close to me, and her stories kept on bubbling with excitement, her animation pronounced, her blue eyes widened when she reached special point or a punch line. I sat mesmerized by the way she told the stories. I did not remember all the details, but one thing came out clearly, her love for the cabin, the woods, and the streams.

    The third special moment was totally different, almost out of character. It was in one of our hikes together up the mountains on of the trails she loved. She wanted to introduce us to the upstate sceneries. We took off from the cabin, so we were quite a large group, chatting and laughing along the way. As we reached the peak, we stopped to figure out our next steps, Maureen quietly, moved away from the group and walked all the way to the edge of the cliff. She stood there looking at the distance almost meditating. I approached her and we stood there quietly. “Look at this beauty below,” she said, “it is almost like flying.” Then after a moment she said, “one day I might come flying with you.” “Anytime,” I said. She did not respond; she was absorbed in the view. She stood there for a long moment until she was called to join the group, and her demeanor changed back into exciting and supporting host.


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