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Vikki Lafountaine posted a condolence
Sunday, February 17, 2019
I meet Eleanor late in her life An we became quit good friends..she was one of the sweetest lady I know..Ron an Lynn an to the rest of her family my thoughts an prayers are you during this time..I sure will miss her
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Bob and laura posted a condolence
Saturday, February 16, 2019
Dearest uncle ron and family our very deepest sympathy to you and the family.Its never easy to say goodbye but at least shes at peace now with poppop.Wanted to share a little story of one of our adventures with nanny on I believe her last trip to the cabin.She hitched a ride with us and at several moments during the ride she would ask uncle bobby “are you sure you know where your going??”it was only the hundredth time we had ventured there but typical “nervous nanny” was sure we were going to end up in Alaska! Uncle bob contemplated that maybe we would leave her at the next rest stop....with all your quirks nanny b you were greatly loved and will be missed. Rest in peace
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James Warner posted a condolence
Friday, February 15, 2019
Ron, So sorry to hear of your loss and rest assured she is now in the land of rainbows! Stay strong my friend.
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Scott Sear posted a condolence
Friday, February 15, 2019
Ron, my condolences in the loss of your mother. May she rest in peace. My thoughts and prayers to you and your family.
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Stephen Bartek (Lower) posted a condolence
Friday, February 15, 2019
Ron, I’m sorry for your loss. My best wishes to you and your family. I hope everything else is good in your life.
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David Hartman posted a condolence
Friday, February 15, 2019
Captain Beliveau,
We are mourning the loss of your mother and would like you to know that you and your family are in our thoughts and prayers. If we can be of assistance to you or your family please know we are here for you.
Sincerely,
The members of the Wilton Police Benevolent Association
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m. flavin posted a condolence
Thursday, February 14, 2019
Ron and family so sorry to hear of your loss, may your mom rest in peace.
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Kelly posted a condolence
Thursday, February 14, 2019
A last letter for my Nanny.
When our family moved to New York from Connecticut, I was 8 years old. My Nanny, in effort of staying close, started to write me letters. She became my first and only pen pal, leaving me with the appreciation for hand written letters (despite having to pass off the card to my dad to read me the parts of her fancy handwriting I could not). She always had written her letters on homemade cards she had created at her card stamping class at the Jewish Home. A hobby and enjoyment I continue because of her to this day. Nanny was who sparked my creative interests. She was a talented painter. Winter scenes and cows being her favorite. I can picture her perfect little decorated house. I can picture us having a snack, talking silly and playing a game of Hand and Foot on her screened in front porch. She always could make my brother and I laugh or smile with some of the things she would say. Always laughing and playing games in the car when we went on trips. Early memories of “special days” my Nanny would plan, always ending with a hotdog at Duchess. She made visits for my brother and me special. Hidden dumb dumbs, jelly cookies and milk, a freshly baked lemon cake. I could go on and on about memories. My nervous nelly nanny, only so nervous because she cared so much about her family and friends. I see you in myself, in so many ways. I am thankful to have had you, and I miss you.
xoxoxo,
Missy Kelly
P.S. Sending you a Nanny Kiss and wild daisies. I love you.
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Mariann Haggerty posted a condolence
Thursday, February 14, 2019
Ron and Lynn,
Our thoughts are with you.
Matt and Mariann Haggerty
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Ron Beliveau posted a condolence
Thursday, February 14, 2019
My Mom told me she had a hard life but also a happy one. She had lost her father at a relatively early age to a tragic accident and this impacted her throughout her life. She was caring of her mother when she became ill and stood by her until the end. Being from a family of men (my Dad, brother, and me) she engaged in all sorts of activities revolving around the Mom of the family; fishing (and cleaning the fish we caught), being the number one fan of sports that my brother and I engaged in, helping with homework, baking those special treats, building that special battlefield of Civil War soldiers before I woke up on Christmas morning, taking my brother and I to church on Sunday morning so my Dad could sleep in, and the list could go on. She was known by the family as a worry wart and unfortunately I may have inherited that trait from her. She had an inner strength to carry on in the face of any hardships that came along. As she got older (after my Dad had passed away) it became more difficult for her to manage on her own and remain in the home she so cherished and raised a family in in Fairfield, CT. It was heart breaking to have to move her from there but several falls and issues with visiting at home care (including criminal acts where family heirlooms targeted to be handed down to her grandchildren had been stolen) necessitated it. She didn’t like the idea but it was for the best. She received great care at The Eddy in Troy despite the ongoing complaining (the food is no good, the weather was awful, the people were not friendly). It would never be like Fairfield even if the light was filtered with rainbows, the air filled with butterflies, and they served gourmet food. That was just my Mom. But she would slip once in a while and admit it was the right thing and even said the food was so good. I never knew my Mom was the Archie Bunker of Troy. I won’t get into that but it amused me. She used to call me and my brother Idiot Son 1 and Idiot Son 2 in an affectionate exchange when things that we did were not agreeable to her. When I was visiting her on her death bed and she was incoherent I continued to try and flood her with memories that she could no longer hold herself and identified myself as Idiot Son # 2 and assured her I was there holding her hand. I don’t know if she comprehended my presence during those final hours but I swear I saw her eyebrows rise at one point and a slight smile come across her face. I’d like to think she knew I was there……it’s what she wanted most at the end. She died the very next morning. I received a phone call as I was getting my shoes on to leave to see her. It was snowing and she always told me don’t come out if the weather is bad (the “worry wart”). That delayed my departure that morning and that’s when she died. She always told me that I’m going to miss her when she’s gone…..and I do. God bless her and keep her……Idiot Son# 2
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