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Doris Slanovich


Doris Ross Dobrzyn Slanovich, 87 of Phoebe Home, formerly of Slatington joined her Lord Friday September 18, 2015. She was the wife of late Frank Dobrzyn and the late George Slanovich. Born in Allentown, she was the daughter of the late William and Elsie (Saylor) Ross. Doris spent most of her life with her children and friends in Treichlers, PA. Doris worked for Aetna Insurance before retiring. Prior to that, she worked for the former Scotty’s Fashions.
Survivors: Daughters; Carol Pfieffer and the late Robert Pfieffer of Slatington, Anne Dickerson and husband Richard Dickerson of Greenville, NC, Janet Dobrzyn of Marietta, GA. Sons; James Dobrzyn and wife Kathy of Northampton, Thomas Dobrzyn and wife Terri of Harrisburg. Doris’s Beloved grandchildren included Amy Dobrzyn, Eric and Scott Dickerson, and Trent Dobrzyn. Sister; Jeanne Crone of Lexington, SC.
Services: 11AM Saturday September 26, 2015 Harding Funeral Home, 25-27 N. Second St, Slatington. Calling hour 6-8pm Friday Sept 25 at the funeral home. Interment to follow services at Cedar Hill Memorial Park, Allentown.
Contributions: In lieu of flowers, contributions are suggested to the “ROADI” 501(c)(3) for support of older drivers, 1806 Planters Walk, Greenville, NC 27858



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The Littlest Snake Charmer Posted: September 23, 2015 | Last Revised: September 23, 2015 To the reader: Jeanne has compiled many "events" experienced by our families into a wonderful unpublished manuscript. Heres a true story about Doris. I believe it shows her spirit and spunk at a very early age. Enjoy! - Editor The Littlest Snake Charmer, written by Jeanne Ross Crone, a true story about Doris Anne Every Monday throughout the year, there was (and still is) an auction and farmers market at Perkiomenville, Pennsylvania. On the Monday of a holiday, there is a much larger crowd of merchants and patrons. some coming from great distances. On this particularly hot summer afternoon, Daddy asked me, "Wheres your little sister?" He mopped his perspiring brow and added, "Its time to go home." Then Mother said, "I saw her with you last." "Yes, we were listening to a man talk, but I left when he started to tell us about snakes," I told them, making a face when I mentioned snakes. "Theres a crowd of people gathered over there in the area of the market across the street. Go over and see if she is there," Daddy told me. "If you find her, come back to this place so that we dont lose you too," Mother suggested. A few minutes later I returned to the place where we had agreed to meet. I announced, "I found her, I found Doris. Shes over there in front of the crowd." "Did you tell her were going to leave, that we are waiting for her?" he asked. "No, I couldnt," I answered. "I tried to but I couldnt get to her." "Well," Mother replied, "Push up front and tell her that its time to go. We are hot and tired and want to go home." "She just cant leave that quickly," I answered. "Why not?" asked Mother anxiously. Both Mother and Daddy were beginning to be annoyed with me. "Well, shes helping the patent medicine man," I told him, trying to keep the whole truth from them to keep my six-year old sister out of trouble. "What man?" asked Daddy, puzzled by my explanation. "The man with the high black hat that sells medicine and things like that from his wagon," I said. "Come, Ill show you." I led my parents to the crowd that was watching the patent medicine man. His horse-drawn wagon held cages of reptiles and boxes with various types of bottled elixirs. Little Doris was standing up front holding a large snake. The diameter of its body was as large as the childs arm. "Here we have a full-grown King snake," the man explained. "Though it is large, it is not poisonous. In fact, it is helpful to man because its diet is rattlers and rodents." At this point, Daddy pushed his way to the front, and with command in his voice, he told her forcefully, "Doris its time to go." When Daddy said go, in that tone, he meant go, and she left immediately. The salesman took a firm hold of the snake, and the little girl disappeared into the crowd. It looked to me as though mother was going to faint. **** On the way home Mother questioned shuddering, "Why would you want to hold a snake?" "Why did you do that, Doris?" Daddy demanded. "But Daddy, the man wanted to know if there was anyone in the crown who was not afraid of snakes, and I told him I wasnt," she answered defending her actions. "Then the man asked me if I would like to help him, and I said yes, I would like to. He said the snake wouldnt hurt me if I treated it like he told me. You let me touch garter snakes that you caught." "That was different," explained Daddy. "And the snakes were much smaller." "This snake was so pretty with its orange, black and white stripes," Doris Continued. "Well, Im glad you are all right," said Daddy. "You told me I shouldnt be afraid of snakes and I wasnt." Daddy interrupted, "Its all over now, but next time we come here, you stay with us. And no volunteering to help someones snake," he said finalizing the episode. "The man needed help, and you always said I should be a helper," added Doris getting in the last word. I laughed to myself, thankful it wasnt a lion tamer that needed help. (Editors Note: Family tradition indicates that the car was a recycled 20s era Packard Limousine. How times have changed and how we miss Doris.)

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