Marilyn Lally

Marilyn Lally, of Pembroke, passed away peacefully on October 12, 2025, at the age of 84. She was the beloved daughter of the late John and Dorothy Boudreau, and the devoted wife of the late Francis "Skip" Lally. Marilyn was a loving mother to Patrick Lally and his wife Leslie of Kingston, Linda Haudenschield of Easton, and the late Michael and Timothy Lally. She was a cherished grandmother of 10 and great-grandmother to 14. Marilyn is also survived by many loving nieces and nephews.

Family and friends are invited to attend visiting hours at the Sullivan Funeral Home, 2 Maquan St. (Corner of Routes 14 & 58), Hanson, on Thursday, October 16th at 9:00 AM, followed by a Mass of Christian Burial at 11:00 AM at Holy Apostles Parish, St. Joseph the Worker Church, 1 Maquan St., Hanson. Burial will follow at Pembroke Center Cemetery.

In lieu of flowers, donations in Marilyn's memory may be made to Cranberry Hospice, 36 Loring Blvd., Plymouth, MA 02360.

Marilyn Lally's Autobiography

I was born in Boston and raised in Arlington for my first 5 years. My grandmother, aunts, and uncles had summer cottages on Little Sandy Pond in Bryantville. My grandmother had nine children so there were plenty of aunts and uncles to shower me with fun in the water and lots of love.

Little Sandy Pond was once a big attraction. It was called Mayflower Grove. Back in the 1900's there was a street railway company that operated a trolley line from Whitman to Plymouth. During the Summer, hundreds of people would come to the Grove to picnic and swim. There was a dance hall, a hotel, a merry-go-round, a boat ride around the lake, an open air theatre - Vaudeville Groups came in 5 times a week; a bath house which is where my house is today. I will pass around the book. It was destroyed by the hurricanes of 1938 and 1940. I wasn't born during this time but I was told about it and have since learned more.

I was the second child of six children and when I was five years old, our family moved to Bryantville. My father built the house on the pond where the bath house was. My childhood memories are a blend of plenty of exercise swimming all day in the Summer and skating all day in the winter. We sang and danced with my many relatives as they came down from Boston to the Little Sandy every weekend. I graduated from high school and went to Winthrop Community Hospital to become a nurse. Again, I was near water. I married my first love in my last year of training and then moved to New York. Again, I lived on the water. Long Beach, which had a long board walk of which I took advantage of to stroll my two sons who were born there.

We moved back to Massachusetts and lived in Randolph and Braintree- not on the water. I then had two more children and during this time I always visited my mother on Little Sandy to teach my children how to swim and skate. The children loved it as much as I did.

When my mother passed away, my husband and I bought the house and we raised our three sons and a daughter there, happily fitting into a very active lifestyle on the water skiing, sailing, swimming and boating in the summer and skating in the winter.

I did a lot of volunteer work during those years. It involved mainly activities the children were involved in as well as church activities. I also was active in Real Estate with my husband. We owned an electrical business and that was a very hectic pace so we eventually sold that and resumed a much more normal return to a 9-5 routine.

I always returned to my nursing. I worked at various hospitals finally settling at the former TB Hospital of Plymouth County of which I worked for 14 years. Over the years, my husband and I vacationed in New Hampshire, Poconos, Pennsylvania, Bermuda for our 25th anniversary, Florida, California, and may I add always on the water. We also loved staying down the Cape at the Blue Waters in South Yarmouth.

My hobbies are gardening, dancing, reading anything, and crafts. My first love is my family and now I have ten grandchildren, all little pollywogs just like their grandmother and a new generation to grow to love Little Sandy Pond as much as I do.

My husband passed away 1 ½ years ago. He died at home where he was most happy. Now my life is still on the water and even though I don't know what God has in store for me, I do know that I never want to leave Little Sandy Pond.