Sherry A Bailey

Sherry A. Bailey, born on March 10, 1964, in Fitchburg. MA. Sherry was the heart of her family, and her spirit touched every person and creature she encountered. She was a beloved daughter, and a timeless friend. Sherry's love for life, animals, and the people around her was so profound it was as though she had a family in every corner of the world.

Sherry lived her life with grace and humility, always placing the needs of others before her own. A talented transcriptionist, she used her skills to provide for herself while also assisting others in her community. She derived immense joy from her work, as it allowed her to bridge the gap between people and their stories. Her love for animals was immeasurable, and she had a special bond with her pets that was heartwarming to witness. Sherry also had an adventurous spirit; she loved the ocean, hiking, horseback riding, and swimming. Her love for nature was evident in her zest for outdoor activities and her commitment to preserving the environment.

Sherry is survived by her loving mother, Virginia (Gordon) Trumbull, and her devoted step-father, Gordon (Virginia) Trumbull. She is preceded in death by her father, Wayne Bailey. Her life was a testament to the virtues of kindness, love, and simplicity. She leaves behind a legacy of warmth, compassion, and a love for life that will forever be remembered and cherished by all who knew her.

Please join us in celebrating Sherry's life by sharing your memories and photos on her memorial page. Please see www.brandonfuneral.com Your stories and images will help us keep her spirit alive and honor her memory.

Calling hours will be held on Friday, November 1, 2024, from 9-11am with a funeral to follow at 11:00am in Brandon Funeral Home, 305 Wanoosnoc Road, Fitchburg, MA. Burial will follow in Forest Hill Cemetery, 115 Mt. Elam Road, Fitchburg, MA 01420.

Kevin J. Mack, Walter C. Taylor & Melissa A. McQuaid Directors, are honored to serve the Bailey and Trumbull families.

When memories are what remain, And sorrow fills your heart, When missing makes it hard to breathe, And you don't know where to start. 

Place your hand upon your heart, And feel it beating strong, Our memories live forever there, In the beating of your heart. 

It's only love that never dies, Our love will always be. So share it with those who need it most, And do it in memory of me.