PALMYRA – Dorothy Kurt went to be with her husband Ernest Kurt, on Thursday, Sept. 23, 2004. She was born in Brooklyn, N.Y., Dec. 6, 1911, a daughter of George and Margaret (Siebert) Martin. She was a graduate of Bushwick High School in Brooklyn. She also met and married her husband in Brooklyn in June 1933, They moved with their son, Curtis, to Palmyra in 1954, to run the Palmyra General Store and Post Office. Dorothy served as Postmaster for the Town of Palmyra for 23 years and became a well-known community member. She retired in 1977. Dot was a member of Nokomis Chapter No. 42, Order of The Eastern Star in Newport, where she held a number of offices up until the time she was no longer able to attend. She was a member of the White Shrine, the Palmyra Christmas Club, and was treasurer of Palmyra Senior Citizens. Dot was also an active member of St. Martin’s Episcopal Church in Palmyra, where she met her dear friend, the Rev. Janet McAuley. Dorothy loved to travel and enjoyed many trips throughout the United States and Canada. She is survived by her only son, Curtis Kurt and wife, Sylvia; two grandchildren, Michael Kurt and wife, Trisha, and Stacey (Kurt) Donaldson and husband, Rick; five great- grandchildren, Donovan Kurt, Mathew Thornton, Brendan, Damian, and Abbigail Donaldson; one sister, Margie Ludlow; her niece, Lynn and family; many cousins, nieces, nephews, and friends. Friends may call 2-4 p.m. Sunday, at the Crosby & Neal Funeral Home, 117 Main Street, Newport. Funeral services will be held 2 p.m. Monday, Sept. 27, at St. Martin’s Episcopal Church, Main Street, Palmyra, with the Rev. Janet McAuley officiating. Burial will be in the family lot, Palmyra Village Cemetery. Following the committal a reception will be held at Memorial Hall next door to the church. In lieu of Flowers, the family requests donations be made to St. Martin’s Episcopal Church, P.O. Box 107, Palmyra, ME 04965. Envelopes will also be available at the funeral home. Dorothy wanted the world to remember her as this poem she chose states: “After Glow” I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun of happy memories that I leave when life is done. Carol Mirkel.


