BERWICK, Maine; Tommie (Tom) Jerome Cole, 59, passed away peacefully January 31, 2017 at Portsmouth Regional Hospital due to complications from open heart surgery. Born in Las Vegas, NV to Daniel and Faye Cole, he lived most of his life in Charleston, SC.
Tom was dedicated to his craft of welding and spent 34 years as a civil servant, most recently working on submarines for the Dept. of the Navy at Portsmouth Naval Shipyard. When not working, he used the majority of his free time enjoying life with immediate family and neighbors, camping in northern Maine, snowmobiling, four-wheeling, collecting antique tools and equipment, in addition to simply relaxing in the comfort of his home with loved ones.
Put simply, Tom was a loving man to those whom meant most to him and never hesitated to help when he saw a need. His quick wit and ability to inject light into nearly every situation made the world a funnier place. He knew how to tell it like it was, but was compassionate in his delivery. For his children, he provided an example of how to be a better person, even if you make mistakes along the way. Tom taught those around him with his words, but more importantly with his silent actions that often benefited those whom didn't even ask for the help. Though he'd never admit it, he was a soft soul in a hard shell, loved deeply and was deeply loved by others.
Tom is survived by his loving wife of 27 years, Tammy (Jackson) Cole and their three children, Timothy Cole of Denver, CO, Tiffany Cole of Berwick, ME, Tony Cole of Knoxville, TN, and his only grandchild, Alyssa Cole of Berwick, ME. He is also survived by his two sisters, Sherri (Cole) Montgomery of North Charleston, SC; Cathy (Cole) Roberts of Charleston, SC and his brother, Dan Cole of Summerville, SC as well as many loving aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews and countless friends across the country.
Following his wishes, a cremation will be performed in place of a wake, memorial or funeral service. His family will spread his ashes among the places that made him most happy.
Portland, ME – Gail Marie Thompson, 61, died unexpectedly of a heart attack on January 15, 2017 at Mercy Hospital surrounded by her family.
Gail was born on January 24, 1955 in Newport, VT. She grew up in Brownington Center, Vermont living with her grandmother Eliza Thompson and her mother Evelyn Thompson. Gail attended local schools where she met her lifelong friend Gail Aldrich McKenna. She graduated from Lake Region High School in Orleans, Vermont.
Gail and her mom Evelyn moved to Massachusetts in the mid-1970s where Gail worked as a Unit Coordinator at Emerson Hospital, an EKG technician, ran her own business setting up health clinics in the Fitchburg, Massachusetts area and later took a position as an Office Manager in a cardiology office in Concord, MA. For the last 25+ years, she has been a Practice Manager for Barkin and Green Pulmonary Specialists.
The last few years Gail has split her time living in Florida and Maine working primarily from home. Gail was very involved with The Grange throughout her life. She was active in several churches beginning with The Brownington Center Methodist Church – teaching Sunday School, participating in Bible study and lifting her voice to the Lord in song. Gail volunteered frequently throughout her life – most recently with children at an aftercare program at the Lake Alfred United Methodist Church in Florida and during the last few years has spent countless hours enjoying and caring for her young cousin Maleeya Towle.
Gail was bright, funny and caring. She loved reading, music (she had a beautiful singing voice herself), gardening and shopping. Family was very important to Gail. Uncles, aunts and cousins took care of her and she in turn took care of them. Betty Robinson and family were very dear friends to Gail and a big part of her life.
Gail was predeceased by her mother, Evelyn Thompson, her grandparents, many aunts, uncles and cousins and her Kitcat. She is survived by many cousins and friends and her beloved cat, Taz.
A graveside service will be held at a later to be determined date in Brownington Center, Vermont.
Portland, ME - Joseph Labbe, 92, of Portland died peacefully in his sleep on Thursday, January 12, 2017 at St. Joseph’s Rehabilitation and Residence.
He was born in Brunswick, ME on April 22, 1924 a son of the late Joseph A. & Katherine (Makatly) Labbe. He attended local area schools and after school went on to see much of the world while he served his country.
As a young man, Joe also enjoyed working in the woods on logging crews. He also spent many years at the Alder Street Salvation Army Store in Portland, where he endeared himself to many a customer.
Joe was a kind gentleman with a big heart and a twinkle in his eyes. He had a great sense of humor and was always eager and willing to help anyone who asked for it.
Joe will be dearly missed by his “adopted” family the Kelley’s of Cumberland and Falmouth and his many friends at Haven House in Portland, who helped in ways to lengthy to count.
A private burial will take place in the spring at Black Point Cemetery, Scarborough
Winslow/Old Orchard Beach – On Monday, January 16, 2017, Mark Andrew Theriault, 59, formerly of Winslow and Old Orchard Beach, died peacefully at the Gosnell Hospice Home in Scarborough as a result of advanced lung disease. He passed away in the loving presence of his brothers and the Rev. John Balicki whom upon completion of a final prayer witnessed Mark’s first step to his new life. Two days prior to Mark’s passage, all his siblings were gathered with him at his home in Old Orchard to share in prayer and love for one final family gathering. Mark is now one with the angels and with the God that provided strength and courage during his earthly journey. He is also in the arms and company of his dearly loved mother and father.
Mark was predeceased by his loving parents Joe and Olivette Theriault formerly of Winslow, ME. He is survived by his sister Lee Ann Whitaker and husband Jon of Bolivia, NC; sister Jean Sylvia and husband Bill of Bar Harbor, ME; brother Paul Theriault and wife Julie of Oakland, ME; brother Jim Theriault and wife Alex of Belgrade, ME; along with precious nieces, nephews and significant others including Danae and Jason Shipp; Kaylan Whitaker; Megan and Chuck Pettit and their sons Chance and Jack; Patrick and Heather Theriault and Heather’s children Aliyah and Nevaeh; Stacy and Jed Nickerson; Spencer Theriault and Sowmya Reddy. He’s also survived by many, many close cousins and friends. Once you met Mark, you were his friend for life.
Born on January 30, 1957 in Waterville, ME, Mark attended St. John’s Elementary School and Winslow High School where he graduated in 1976. He was an avid sports fan and played high school football where in his senior year he was elected captain of the team. The late, great Harold ‘Tank’ Violette was a long time, coach, friend, and second father to Mark. Following high school, Mark joined the United States Navy and served aboard the aircraft carrier USS Dwight D. Eisenhower for three years. As part of his duties Mark travelled the world and visited many interesting places that left lasting memories and was an important formative experience in his young life. He was honorably discharged with a partial disability in 1981.
Shortly after his discharge, Mark was diagnosed with bi-polar depression which was to become the first of two significant life challenges. Living and coping with mental illness was a new experience for Mark and the entire Theriault family. Suffice it to say, that as Mark cycled through the highs and lows of this terrible disease so also did his loving parents, siblings and significant others. A good day for Mark was to just simply make it through the day with some sense of accomplishment and positive feelings. When he could work, he was an ironworker with the local union and worked on various construction projects in Central Maine. As fate and circumstance dictated, Mark became fully disabled as a result of this illness in 1984. The following 10 years witnessed Mark holding and leaving several part time jobs and seeking frequent mental health visits at the US VA in Togus, ME.
It was on January 20, 1994 that Mark was faced with the second and most significant challenge of his life. It was on that day while travelling to Togus for treatment that Mark sustained a significant and permanent Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) as the result of an auto accident. He was taken to the Critical Care Unit of Togus VA where he was in a full coma for four months; transferred to Northport VA (Long Island) for another 5 months where in early September 1994, he awakened to greet his loving mother, sister, niece and a few cousins. As his mother frequently said after this event, “I do not require the Easter Story to remind me of the miracle of re-birth. I have the miracle of my son as a source of God’s love each and every day.”
Following Mark’s stay at Togus and Northport VA, he began a several year-long process at recovery in terms of learning how to perform all the basic life functions we take for granted. The miracle of this re-birth was that he not only recognized members of his family and loved ones but also was reawakened from his coma with a loving, cheerful and joyful disposition dedicated to erasing all bad memories and actions of the prior 10 plus years. Miracles come in many different and unique ways.
Mark’s 20 plus year journey with TBI was and will always be an incredible sojourn. We will forever be grateful to all the wonderful doctors, nurses and rehabilitation specialists at Togus & Northport VA’s as well as the loving rehabilitative staffs at Lakeview and Neuro Restorative Centers and Group Homes in teaching Mark to cope with both his TBI and Bi-Polar conditions. In particular, we’d like to cite the loving and long term efforts of Patricia Cirafella who went above and beyond in her loving care for Mark and was there to pick him up when he fell and rejoice in his many moments of success. There were many angels in Mark’s life; none more significant and loving as Pat.
In Viktor Frankl’s ‘Man’s Search for Meaning’ , he describes a person’s ability to find meaning in hopeless situations by saying, “Any person can decide under the most difficult of circumstances what is to become of them both mentally and spiritually. One may retain their honor and dignity and realize a genuine inner achievement that makes life meaningful and purposeful.” Mark found incredible purpose in his life by loving his family and friends (and anyone he met) with unquestioned love. He found inspired purpose by sharing his experiences with families dealing with loved ones stricken with incidents of TBI for the first time. He engaged in daily prayer and fostered an incredible spiritual connection to the God he knew and loved by opening his arms wide with unqualified appreciation to everyone he met. His greatest gift to all was the gift of perspective. He understood that there were other TBI patients far worse off than he and was thankful for his many blessings each and every day. Everyone who knew and loved Mark could not help but be impressed with this outlook and be touched forever as a result. He was a loving brother, friend and teacher and will be dearly missed.
A memorial celebration of Mark’s life will be held at St. Mark’s Episcopal Church in Waterville later this Spring. The Theriault and St. Mark families will make arrangements and send out notices well in advance of this event.
In lieu of flowers, please consider making a contribution in Mark’s name to:
Hospice of Southern Maine
180 US Route 1
St. Mark’s Episcopal Church
(attn.: Discretionary Fund)
60 Eustis Parkway
Waterville, ME 04901
Biddeford, ME - Chris G Fredenburg, 44, of Saco, passed away suddenly of a heart attack on Wednesday, January 11, 2017.
Chris was born in Bradenton Florida, on October 24,1972, the son of Catherine Fredenburg of Portland, Maine and Glen Alday of Florida.
Chris graduated from Portland High School in 1993 where he was a two sport athlete, playing both football and hockey. He worked many jobs throughout his life; working at Pratt Abbott in South Portland, Portland Press Herald & Emery Waterhouse in Portland. Chris was loved and respected by many co-workers, family, and friends as well as his second Munjoy Hill "Family"
Chris was a laid back man who was a humorous, care taker to all of those that he loved. He had great talent making paracord bracelets, necklaces, key chains, etc...His other interests included the NY Yankees, The NY Giants, Boston Bruins, and Madden Mobile Football, as he had a love for sports.
Chris's favorite past time was spending time with his beloved children Casey and Colby, his partner & friend Clarissa Merrifield. He enjoyed visits at "Mom's house" hanging with Mom, nephew Andrew, sister Tonya, brother Jason and Uncle Jr. His visits will be missed by all especially his love of music when he would share his vast knowledge in his "name that tune" game.
Besides his mother and father, Chris is survived by his children Casey & Colby Fredenburg; sister Tonya Fredenburg and his brother Jason Fredenburg. He also leaves his partner Clarissa & her Children, Nephews Andrew, Truper and Pryce Fredenburg, Uncle Jr and Uncle Mike and Spouses and Aunt Judy Hall, as well as many beloved cousins & friends.
Relatives and friends are invited to attend a Mass at St. Anthony of Padua Church, 268 Brown St. Westbrook, on Saturday, January 21, 2017 at 11 a.m.
In lieu of flowers donations are greatly appreciated to Catherine Fredenburg, 541 Brighton Ave, Portland, ME 04102, to help with a memorial head stone for Chris or a donation to the American Heart Association in his name. God Bless.