Marilyn Ellen Bush

Marilyn ‘M’ E. Bush, 76, of Stuart, FL died on October 24, 2026, after a long illness. M was born March 28, 1950, in Waterton, NY to George and Marguerite Bush. She was married on September 9, 2011, in Niagara Falls to Carol Schram.

M was a graduate of Watertown High School, Onondaga Community College and Syracuse University with a master’s degree in education. She was certified by New York state in Earth Science, Biology and Chemistry and taught Science at Corcoran High School in Syracuse, NY.

M was an activist, gardener, crafter, painter, rock hounder, golfer, bowler, cross country skier, loved to travel, hike in the woods and, of course, the occasional trip to the casino. Above all, she was a Ms. Fix-it. For one Christmas, all she wanted was a table saw. Imagine coming home to find new molding throughout, a new deck on the front of the house and table to hold all of her tools. Believe me when I say there was nothing she could not do!

M was very spiritual and was proud of her Native American heritage.

She leaves behind her loving spouse, Carol Schram of Stuart, FL; her sisters-in-law, Sandra (John) Kennedy, Jane (James) Ayers, Lorraine (David) Randall, Kelley (Fred) Prindle; and her very special friends, Kathryn Gerber and Linda Young; her many nieces and nephews and Misha the cat.

M was predeceased by her mother, Marguerite Bush; her father, Geroge Bush; her sister, Marguerite Bush and nephew, Richard Bedore.

Words from Carol to M

Some days I try to convince myself that I will be okay but deep down I know I will never heal. You were my once in a lifetime love. I will always miss you and love you and it will follow me forever. You gave me a lifetime of promises and a world of dreams. You were simply the best thing that ever happened to me and I will always be grateful for your unconditional love. You brought a light into my life that makes my heart smile. Thank you for being you and sharing you with me; because what I feel for you is deeper than any passing moment.

Loving her through cancer changed me.

Becoming her caregiver changed me.

Watching her die changed me.

Sleeping alone changed me.

Learning to live without her is still changing me.

It wasn’t supposed to be this way, but the universe had different plans. Rest easy ‘M’ and, at some point, we will be together again.