Hazel L. Link - Spicer-Mullikin Funeral Homes & Crematory

Hazel L. Link

Born July 24, 1929

Hazel L. Link, age 86, of New Castle, DE, passed away peacefully while surrounded by her loved ones on Saturday, January 16, 2016.

Born in Independence, Virginia on July 24, 1929, Hazel was the daughter of the late Frank and Bertha M. (Burris) Osborne. She was a talented homemaker who devoted her life to raising her family.

Fantastically creative, Hazel possessed the most amazing artistic skills and enjoyed both painting and sewing. She could captivate a room with her knack for storytelling. A whiz in the kitchen, Hazel loved creating delicious home-cooked meals. She adored spending time with her family, especially her grandchildren whom she cherished.

In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her beloved husband, Frank J. Link who died in 2004. Hazel is survived by her children, Sandra L. Rhoads (James) of Aston, PA and Frank W. Link (Ella) of Wilmington, DE; 7 grandchildren; 12 great grandchildren; and 3 great great grandchildren.

A funeral service will be held at 11:30 am on Thursday morning, January 28, 2016 at the Spicer-Mullikin Funeral Home, 1000 N. DuPont Parkway, New Castle, DE, where a visitation for family and friends will be held from 10:30 am until 11:30 am. Interment will follow in the Delaware Veterans Memorial Cemetery, 2465 Chesapeake City Road, Bear, DE.

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  • Hazel was a wonderful loving sister and aunt. Our prayers go out to her family.

    Love,
    Aunt Earsie & Ricky

  • To the family of Hazel Link; So sorry for the loss of your dear loved one Hazel. May the God of comfort grant you peace at this sad time. In the Bible God does give us hope in that at Isaiah 25:8 it says that God will swallow up death forever.

  • For those friends and family of Hazel Link, we offer this:

    “I stand upon the seashore. A ship spreads out her white sails to the morning breeze and heads out across the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength, and I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud on the horizon – just where the sea and the sky meet to mingle with each other. At my side someone says: “There! She’s gone!”

    Gone where? Gone from my sight – that is all. She is just as large in mast and spar and hull as when she sailed close by, and just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in my vision alone. At the moment when someone at my side says: “There! She’s gone!” – other eyes watch her coming, and other voices take up the glad shout: “Here she comes!”

    Henry Scott Holland

  • We are so sorry for your loss. We only knew this lovely lady for a very brief time but understand what a wonderful person she was.