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Andy will be forever remembered by his wife and best friend Tracy, as well as their children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews and the many other friends and family he had. Andy lived in Milton, VT. Where he found and married his best friend and soulmate Tracy. Andy was born on March 9th, at the Mary Fletcher Hospital in Burlington Vermont and was the oldest of four children. Andy was an excellent track runner in high school.
He enjoyed this very much. Andy loved riding his Harley motorcycle with Tracy on the back. Andy could never turn down a good game of cribbage or cornhole. Andy was always a jokester and was always playing tricks on the little ones whenever he could. Andy loved his dogs Tyson and Kalie and Max. Andy was also very proud to have served in the United States Navy. Andy ed the Navy at the young age of 17 years old. Andy was very proud to be a sobriety survivor. He would have made his 24th year of sobriety on November 13th You will all hold a special place in our hearts for the excellent loving care everyone provided to him.
A memorial will be held on Saturday September 12th at pm at Stephen C. She had been on the road to recovery from opioid addiction, and she, along with a staggering amount of people, slipped through the cracks and out of this world. It is difficult to understand the disease of addiction. It is difficult to know how to support someone facing something so unfathomable. It is easy to find horrible stories in the news about the opioid epidemic, and heartless statistics.
It is a bigger problem than anyone wants to admit, but no one has real solutions. Every day, people like Mysti suffer and die from this disease.
We did know that although she had come a long way in facing the troubles of her past, she still had a long way to go before it was fully behind her. She knew she had the support of her friends and family, but it was nonetheless, a daunting task ahead of her. At the time of her passing, Mysti had the world. She had a strong network of support.
She made peace and had started healing old wounds. She reconnected with the people that mattered most to her. She was excited about her new job at Battery St Jeans. She loved unusual fashions, and treated herself as living art. She had a soft spot for things and people that society felt were disposable. The sensitivity that she had for the outside world made her such a kind and generous soul.
She had a way of melting your heart, changing your mind, and getting her way. Her dark and goofy humor could brighten your whole day. She had an eye for photography and artistic presentation, and an ear for the best music you had never heard. As complex as she was, she was pure love. She brightened the darkest places with her light. Freya Chaffee born in Highgate Springs, Vermont on January 18th,died August 28 in her home in Waterbury, Vermont surrounded by love after a long battle with pancreatic cancer.
She fought a good fight with her family by her side. She led her life on her own terms up till the very end. She was always the life of the party; no exception was the celebration of life, or living funeral, enjoyed by her and her family and friends on December 28, She was a true matriarch and second mother to many extended family and friends.
Freya was a lifelong learner, loved reading, traveling, all things culinary, crafts of all kinds, and was a master gardener. She ran sewing camps for her grandchildren and their friends, and children at local schools. She was a driving force in helping to create the new Waterbury library, where she served as a library commissioner for many years. She instilled in her daughters and their families the importance of being socially responsible and active in their committees, as she was a lifelong political and social activist. When our mother, grandmother, and friend Marie Luhr passed away at age 84, she left behind a legacy of kindness and service to others.
Marie grew up as one of five children of Puerto Rican immigrants in the Bronx and spent her childhood in rural Oneco, Connecticut. She met George Luhr at age 15 while picking corn tassels in Illinois for a research project. They married instarted a family, and moved to Vermont inwhere they spent the better part of their lives raising their sons, cherishing their granddaughter, and hosting gatherings for friends and family on the shore of Lake Champlain in Charlotte.
She and George became airplane owners and, for several years while she and George were flying, Marie volunteered her time and aircraft to carry patients who needed medical treatment to Boston. Her friends remember her as a person who loved classical music and singing, who could always be counted on to help and be kind, and who was endlessly optimistic because she believed positive change is always possible when people get involved.
She set an example for humane conduct in Beautiful mature seeking friendship Colchester Vermont she did. Marie also leaves behind the Abdi family, with whom she had a deep and loving relationship. Marie passed away as she had lived, with grace, dignity and a strong faith, at peace and surrounded by love.
She passed away peacefully with family by her side on her favorite day, Sunday, after her favorite service. Memorial services will be private. Abigail N. Nelson and Ruth Gillette Nelson. Her favorite being her involvement with Lund and the young children.
Abigail had a beautiful voice and enjoyed singing with the Choral Union for many years even travelling to Europe twice. She had started a second round more recently. Above all else, Abigail had a love for her family, journeying to meet and spend time with children and grandchildren around the country. Abigail married her first husband, Avery Hall after graduating from college and they welcomed three wonderful children into their family - Tim, Ben and Leslie. Abigail was later married to Mac Mcintosh for 37 wonderful years prior to his passing in Abigail was predeceased by her husband, Frank E.
He was 94 years old. Dick was predeceased by his parents, Ralph and Myrtle, his twin brother, Robert and his sister-in-law, Barbara Adams. He would tell the story of the local doctor traveling through a night-time snowstorm to his parents' farmhouse, to deliver Dick and his brother Bob. An offspring of farming families, he spoke lovingly of spending summers with his Beautiful mature seeking friendship Colchester Vermont relatives in Bloomingdale, Michigan. Dick was always so proud of his Midwestern farm roots. He was a Midwesterner to the core and his conversations were often adorned with Midwestern expressions.
Growing up during the Great Depression, Dick often said his family did not have much but he never felt they were poor or wanted for anything. Generosity, a sense of abundance and a readiness to give were the waters he swam in. These values, together with his deep love for farming, for the land and the hayfields and his beloved lakeshore, would nourish his soul all the days of his life.
He was a gifted artist and briefly attended art school, but Dick was led to a higher calling.
Watts, who was to become a life-long mentor and friend. An exploring spirit led Dick to serve in many different capacities as a priest. A defining moment in Dick's life came when he assisted in a church mission hospital on a Navajo Reservation in New Mexico. There he connected deeply to the Navajo people, their way of life and spirituality. Dick was a born teacher with a passion for sharing his ideas. This was evident to all those who came to know him. In his humble way, he had a gift for communicating the essence of the world's spiritual traditions in a way you could understand.
His passion for bringing together the common thre among the world's religions led him to serve on the council of the Temple of Understanding in New York, an interfaith organization associated with the UN seeking to bring together the wisdom of all religious traditions to promote social change.
His personal meetings with many spiritual leaders there held great meaning for him, including an encounter with Lame Deer, a Lakota medicine man, which he loved to tell the story of. After retiring Dick moved to Vermont to be close to his dear, life-long friends, Mike and Joyce Psaros. He treasured times spent with his adopted family, particularly the yearly hunting trips to their camp where he loved the camaraderie and fun-filled times with the boys. He truly enriched the lives of his adopted family and he will be dearly missed.
Dick was a faithful and active member of All Saints Episcopal Church in South Burlington, Vermont, where he developed many deep and lasting friendships. While Dick made a home in Vermont, he never lost touch with his roots in the Midwest. He would return home to Michigan every summer of his life to visit his cousins, nieces and friends, and spend time by the lakeshore — fishing, talking for hours with those he loved, looking out at the lake and taking long walks where he could smell the hayfields of his home. Dick also had an abiding love for the parish community of St.Beautiful mature seeking friendship Colchester Vermont
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