Linda B. Bonet

She was a resident of Columbia, SC, at her passing and she died as a result of her illness she had suffered from for a long time; she passed away at Prisma Richland Hospital as a hospice patient. She was a graduate of Columbia High School. She is survived by her beloved mother, Helen M. Danielowski of Columbia, SC, and is predeceased by her father, Eugene Belarde of California. She is also survived by her children, Christina F. Hendriks (three grandchildren: Seth A. Hendriks, Ryan E. Hendriks, and Victor R. Hendriks and son-in-law, Christopher R. Hendriks) of Waynesville, NC, and Christopher W. Rosario (and by Partner Luca) of Czech Republic. She is also survived by her siblings: Jeanie (posthumously remembered; Glen) Cannon of Chapin, SC (and nephews, Justin and Jeremy Cannon and family), Debbie (Gene) Marlowe of Loris, SC, Cas (Karen) Danielowski of Charleston, SC (and niece and nephew, Connor Danielowski (and family), and Kelly Gerth (and family), and Peggy (John) DeFonte (and family) of Long Island, NY. She is survived by her closest friend, Peggy Kovac (Alex) of West Columbia, SC.

Linda worked for the USPS for 28 years; she won many awards and certificates and even became a postmistress before ending her career there. She worked for a couple of years at IRS before the post office. And after her USPS career, she worked shortly at the Naval Shipyard in Charleston, SC, with security clearance status. She spent a full life golfing, horseback riding, boating on pontoons, breeding Akitas, and volunteering for the Salvation Army during the holidays. Linda attended Midlands Technical College to take some writing courses, as well as medical terminology. She wrote pieces for the migrants in the Columbia area, a cause dear to her heart. Linda loved her children and grandchildren very much, and she will be missed dearly by all who loved her. Linda was a faithful Catholic; she was a member (and baptized) at St. Peter’s Catholic Church in Columbia, SC. Her love for people, as she never met a stranger and her sense of humor, will never be forgotten by those who knew her.

“Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well.”—Henry Scott Holland 1847-1915 Canon of St. Paul’s Cathedral.