Diana J. Simon

Diana Judith Hodder Simon passed away on February 12, 2021 at the age of 80. Diana was born in Orlando, Florida to Nathaniel Eric Hodder and Rowena Elizabeth Rowe on March 30, 1940.

Diana is survived by her four children and their spouses: Britt and Laura Simon; Erik and Angela Simon; Kabot and Sonnta Simon; and Hilary and Erik Marquardt. Diana is also survived by her four siblings: Martin Hodder, David Hodder, Sharon Fenner, and Roger Hodder.

Diana loved reading and writing and was an avid children's book writer. She started her journey on this path at 14 years of age with her first job at the Miami-Dade public library. She received her Master's Degree in Library Science and enjoyed a career as a respected librarian and beloved college professor. She also led numerous writer's groups and wrote many short stories and poetry. Some of her fondest memories were of the summers she spent at her family's homestead in Auburn, NY swimming and fishing in Owasco Lake with family and friends. She was a gentle soul who cared deeply for her family.

She shared countless beautiful moments with her young grandchildren reading them books, creating unique art projects, and smothering them with loving hugs and kisses while imparting her knowledge and passion for literature and art.

Diana will be missed greatly but will live on in these memories by her children and her 11 grandchildren, including, Chris Tappan, Kevin Garzillo, David Garzillo, Korinna Simon, Alexander Simon, Nathan Simon, Kurtis Marquardt, Paige Simon, Tyler Marquardt, Alexander Marquardt, and Gavin Simon.

The family will receive friends from 11:00 AM to 12:00 PM, followed by a 12:00 PM funeral service, all on Saturday, February 20, 2021 at the Bartholomew-Schisler Funeral Home, 211 East Center Street, Nazareth, PA 18064.

In her own words:

JOURNEY

"He starts his flight on wounded wing

Leaving the crush of empires behind him,

Seeking the squalor of love,

No longer able to make

The miracles of childhood,

Yet having discovered revelations at last

While soul's fly to him during his sleep

Beckoning and canting that

Death is only a deep sleep."