Marilyn L. Breton

Marilyn L. Breton, 78, passed away unexpectedly at Jefferson Bucks Hospital on July 17, 2025. She leaves behind a legacy of warmth and dedication, most notably through her 28-year marriage to her beloved husband, Allan Edels. Marilyn and Allan shared a deep bond, truly soul mates in every sense.

Marilyn was a curious person and had a passion for learning new things, always trying to figure out how something worked or how she could improve it. Marilyn attended the University of Minnesota. Marilyn spent much of her life as an administrative assistant, where her organizational skills and quick typing made her an asset in every role she held. Outside of work, Marilyn had many interests, she liked reading, enjoyed arts and crafts, particularly making jewelry and beading, and loved watching her favorite shows on Netflix and YouTube. Friends and family will fondly remember Marilyn for the joyful memories created together, especially the times spent attending events and conventions. She found happiness and excitement in discovering new experiences and sharing them with those she loved. Plus she had a surprisingly wicked sense of humor.

Marilyn was preceded in death by her parents, Alma and Gerald Breton, who surely welcomed her with open arms. She is survived by her beloved husband, Allan Edels; her brothers-in-laws, Larry Edels and Ira Edels; her nieces, nephews, cousins, and all the countless friends she has made throughout her life. She will be truly missed.

Marilyn will be laid to rest on Thursday July 25, 2025 at 10:30 a.m. in Newtown Cemetery, 600 Newtown Yardley Rd, Newtown, PA 18940. In lieu of flowers, please consider making a donation to a charity of your choice in Marilyn's memory.

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A eulogy from Marilyn’s husband Allan

My wife Marilyn was THE love of my life. I loved her with all my heart and soul (and still do, and will continue as long as I can) – She was my everything, and I’m devastated, heartbroken, and a mess due to her unexpected sudden death.

Her symptoms were heartburn, gas, constipation (which was ending that night). We postponed our dinner, with the intent to eat at 7:00 AM instead – not unusual for us. At 3:00 AM, everything seemed fine, just lingering heartburn. She had some other complaints at 5:30 AM. Just after 6:00 AM, I called 911 and they took her to the ER. At 7:17 AM, the ER doctor called to tell me that they couldn’t keep her heart online.

In many ways we were so alike, it was almost like we were one brain – except for a few niches stashed away for each of us. When we’d argue, we’d yell – because, as I always told her, you not understanding what I’m talking about, is like part of my own brain rebelling. The same for her. Most of our arguments where over stupid stuff – “You said this!” “I did not!” etc. We would get angry for 20+ minutes, then we’d apologize and tell each other “I love you, even after the screaming and the yelling”.

We agreed on the really important stuff – God, the Universe, the World, Love, family, morals, ethics, charity, art, entertainment (mostly), humor, politics, etc. We agreed that organized religions are merely stepping stones to find your way to understanding God and the Universe, as much as anyone could ever.

Marilyn was, over the course of her life – a secretary, a data entry clerk, an administrative assistant, a small office manager. She also wrote most of a novel (which, had she completed it, would have beaten the more modern vampire novels by over 10 years. She stopped working on it when her mother’s condition worsened). She had drawings she created. She collected beads (mostly some fancy glass ones), and often crafted bracelets and necklaces from them.

I consider myself to be smart, above average. Marilyn was likely my equal. My focuses were math, science, histories. Hers were literature, art and design. We shared interests in Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror, and True Crime. We were introduced by a causal work acquaintance, and went to lunch. We talked about Star Trek among other things, and agreed to date. Weird thing, later in our relationship, we discovered that we had both been at the Star Trek Convention at the Bellevue Stratford in Philadelphia 2 years before we were introduced, in the lobby at the exact same time (about 15 feet apart).

She was beautiful, funny, smart, strong (occasionally some weakness), well organized. When I had Covid, she did too, but not bad enough for hospitalization. In some ways, hers was worse, because she was home alone, and I had doctors and nurses and aides hovering over me. Fortunately, my brothers stepped up to help get food to her, and get things to me when I moved over to the rehabilitation center.

Since about 2 months after we starting dating, I began calling her every day, and we talked for about an hour each time (cost me $300 per month back then, due to distance). We talked every day since then, except when I was intubated for Covid-19 for 2 weeks, and couldn’t talk to anyone. We were in nearly constant communication for 40+ years.

I told her every day for over 40 years that I loved her. Every time I left our home I told her I loved her (this wasn’t one sided as she always told me that she loved me). When I’d leave, she’d tell me to be careful out there, and I told her “Of course. I have to come back to you”.

I was her rock and she was mine.

I miss her. I will continue to miss her forever. I told her if she died before I did, I would keep talking to her until I couldn’t. I will love her beyond the end of time.