Irene-Bianchin-Obituary

Irene Bianchin

Fitchburg, Massachusetts

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FITCHBURG -- Irene V. (Brassard) Bianchin, of 279 Daniels St., died at home, July 26, after a battle with ovarian cancer.

She was born in Leominster, July 31, the daughter of Octavian “Pete”and Yvonne (St. Onge) Brassard.

She was a Leominster resident for most of her life,...

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Dearest Memeire, we will miss you so much, but we all know that you are finally home. YOU definately made the best fudge ever!! You brought a special warmth to us all. Spending time with you the last few days was a warming experiance and never forgotten. I realized what a wonderful family you created for us all as the start of a great generation for all to know and love. Special thanks for letting me know what a great job I've done and I will cherish those words forever. I have no doubt in my...

No bond is as great as that between a parent and child. My deepest condolences are with you as you grieve.

Take comfort in knowing that now you have a special guardian angel to watch over you.

May the love of family and friends carry you through your grief.

i wish to offer you all my love your family and i have many years of memories love, j.d. and shannon ....
{johnny jr's son and dotty

Bianchin's & Brassard's, We are very sorry to hear of your loss. My mother Mabel have nothing but very good memories of Irene. She told me she was a wonderful lady. I know she will be missed by many. Keep her close with your best memories of her. Love, Mabel Colson and Rita (Colson) Monopoli. Lakeland, Florida

Memier,
You were always so wonderful and kind to me and my children. I never stopped thinking of you or loving you. I loved spending time with you at the family outings and yes - you did make the best peanut butter fudge. You will be missed so dearly from so many people. I will never forget you. May you rest in peace. Jane Stewart

Dear Bianchin Family:
When Johnny and I fell through thin ice on a farmer's pond, and the walk home from Ashburnham Hill Road was becoming difficult because our pants were freezing to our legs, there was only one person to call from a nearby home. Mrs. Bianchin left her Highview Street home in a moments notice. We knew she wouldn't scold us. And we knew she'd bring us safely home in her warm, old four-door black Buick. When we disired candy and didn't have enough money to buy it at...

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome...

Mom,

I will miss our times together either playing cards or shopping. Thank you for all words of encouragement that you have given me throughout the years. Thank you for being such a wonderful Mother, grandmother and great grandmother. You will be sadly missed by every life you touched. But you are finally home and no pain with the ones you love who have passed before you. I love you Mom!

Love,
Jean