|Birth: ||Sep. 13, 1947|
New York, USA
|Death: ||Apr. 14, 2014|
****** UNITED STATES NAVY ******
James Beaudry, age 66, of East Killingly died Monday at Day Kimball Hospital in Putnam. He was born in Buffalo, NY on September 13, 1947, son of Ruby (Woodland) Fernandes of East Killingly and the late Joseph Beaudry. Mr. Beaudry served in the U.S. Navy. He worked as a contract painter for many years. Besides his mother he is survived by his sons, Anthony Beaudry of Sterling and Michael Beaudry of Danielson; brother, Joseph Beaudry and wife Shirley of Danielson; granddaughter, Emily Beaudry and several nieces and nephews. Besides his father he is predeceased by his sister Peggy. Funeral services and burial will be private.
Published in Norwich Bulletin on Apr. 17, 2014
Son of: Joseph & Ruby (Woodland) Beaudry
Brother of: Joseph Jr., Peggy & 1/2 sis Theresa
Father of: Anthony and Michael
Grandfather of: Emily
Grandson of: Henry & Béatrice / James & Margaret
Nephew of: James, Bruce, Roy ~ Arthur, Kay, Rose, Leo, Bea & Vi ~
Tread lightly, 'tis a soldiers grave,
A lonely, mossy mound;
And yet to hearts like mine and thine
It should be holy ground~
Speak softly, let no careless laugh,
No idle, thoughtless jest,
Escape your lips where sweetly sleeps
The hero in his rest~
For him no reveille will beat
When morning beams shall come;
For him, at night, no tattoo rolls
Its thunders from the drum~
Tread lightly! for a man bequeathed,
Ere laid beneath this sod,
His ashes to his native land,
His gallant soul to God~
Jim served on the USS Camden(AOE-2) in 1968
A MEMORY THAT WAS SHARED BY JIMMY:
I'm Jimmy Beaudry and my younger years were growing up in the Old Front Street section of Hartford, Connecticut.
I can still remember the Push Carts and Italian markets with the salami and cheese hanging from the ceilings of the little stores. How the store owners would give me a free pickle from the barrels when I would walk by the stores heading home from school.
We lived on Kilborne and Charles Street that ran along the Connecticut River. My brother and I would play on the dike, throwing things in river, and just do what kids do.
On summer nights people would sit out on the stoops and drink and listen to songs from Italy and just be grateful to be in America.
All of us kids from the neighborhood would play kick-the -can in the street and the cars would have to stop, blowing the horns and holler for us to get out of the way.
At that time my Aunt Vi and Uncle Joe lived below us and Uncle Carl and Aunt Rose lived in the tenements right down Charles Street from us. We were a big family so I always had a lot of cousins to hang around and do things with.
The first time I went to the movies was the Theatre a block or two up on State Street and I saw KING KONG. Thinking about it now I remember that movie scared the heck out of me.
We would go to church at St Anthony's on Sunday. That was and still is one of the most beautiful churches I have seen. I'd sit there listening to the Priest ,worried God was going to strike me right there in the pew. I couldn't wait for mass to be over so I could get out of there and go and play.
All that ended when the city notified us that we would have to move for the renovation of the Front Street Section of Hartford.
We moved across the bridge into East Hartford. We lived upstairs at the corner of Pleasant Street and Connecticut Blvd. From the back porch I could see the old milk bottle in Sherman's lot. The adults use to tell us that a Witch lived in the bottle to keep us kids out of there.
I went to Meadow school. All day long in the neighborhood you could smell the bread baking at the Wonder Bakery. Did that smell good!
I could still see the tops of the tenements in our neighborhood across the river. I watched them tear them down and something in me was torn down with the buildings.
I'll never forget that part of my life and the good times I had there. To all you good people from Front Street, Hartford or any city that lost a neighborhood ... they took the neighborhood but they didn't take our fond and beautiful memories of home.
Thank you Liberty for sponsoring this memorial, please take the time to visit her husband Marty
Joseph H. Beaudry (1913 - 1968)
Theresa Grace Beaudry Lunden (1934 - 1986)*
James Beaudry (1947 - 2014)
Margaret R. Beaudry (1949 - 1968)*
Plot: Lot #3 Section D
Created by: Faithful & True
Record added: Apr 14, 2014
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