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In Loving Memory of Estelle Alvine Levesque
April 12, 1942 - June 20, 2006
Wife, Mother, Sister, Grandmother, Great Grandmother, Aunt

BRADLEY - Estelle Alvine Levesque, 64, died peacefully June 20, 2006, surrounded by her loving and supportive family at a Bangor hospital after a long and courageous battle with cancer. She was born April 12, 1942, in Old Town, a daughter of Alfred and Henrietta (Lavoie) Taylor. Estelle will be forever remembered by many for her warm and caring nature. She touched many lives and inspired many cancer patients to continue to fight, and to never give up. She was awarded the Courage Award by the American Cancer Society. She was a tireless supporter of the Old Town Relay for Life and was awarded many plaques as the top individual fundraiser. Estelle cared deeply for others despite what she was going through. She was employed in the assisted living center of Orono Commons for more than 20 years. She enjoyed many types of crafts, but will certainly be remembered for her "pot scrubbers." She is survived by her husband of 44 years, Wayne Levesque; five children, Dwayne Levesque and his wife, Peggy, Lisa Mahaney and her husband, Jeffrey, David Levesque and his wife, Nicki, Linda St. Peter and her companion, Keith Adams, and Laurie Levesque; seven grandchildren, Adam Mahaney and his wife, Jenn, Devin Levesque, Nicholas Levesque, John St. Peter, Josh St. Peter, Jessica Haskins, Christopher Haskins; two great-grandchildren, Mackenzie and Brendan; four sisters, Josephine Randall and her husband, Linwood, Jeanne Marquis and her husband, Robert, Mary "Eleanor" LaBree and her husband, Dan, Dolores Stone and her husband, Don; two brothers, James Taylor and his wife, Mary Ann, Stephen Taylor and his, wife, Patti; in-laws, Merleen and Kenneth Thibodeau, Jennette and Henry Bickmore, Sonja and Linwood Philbrook, Robin and Wally Mishou; many nieces and nephews. She was predeceased by her parents; a brother, George Taylor; and a brother-in-law, Dwight Bishop. Friends may call 2-4 and 7-9 p.m. Thursday at the Birmingham Funeral Home, 438 Main St., Old Town. A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated 10 a.m. Friday at St. Ann's Catholic Church Bradley, with the Rev. Paul Kerns celebrant. Immediately after the service all are invited to the church Parish Hall for a light luncheon and continued fellowship. Burial will be conducted privately Saturday at Evergreen Cemetery, Bradley. Memorial contributions may be made to the American Cancer Society, Relay for Life, P.O. Box 1896, Bangor, ME 04402-1896.


SISSY'S SONG by Alan Jackson

Why did she have to go
So young I just don't know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Lovely, sweet young woman
Daughter, wife and mother
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe

She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me

Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe

She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me

It's hard to say goodbye
Her picture in my mind
Will always be of times I'll cherish
And I won't cry 'cause

She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout me
Don`t worry 'bout me


A Silent Tear

Just close your eyes and you will see
All the memories that you have of me
Just sit and relax and you will find
I'm really still there inside your mind

Donít cry for me now I'm gone
For I am in the land of song
There is no pain, there is no fear
So dry away that silent tear

Donít think of me in the dark and cold
For here I am, no longer old
I'm in that place thatís filled with love
Known to you all, as "UP ABOVE"

By Gaynor Llewellyn
(August 1994)