Bernice Theriault

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Scarborough - Bernice Theriault (Sturgeon) passed away peacefully on Monday, April 9, 2018, at her home, where she wanted to be, surrounded by her family. She had struggled with various illnesses for many years and, most recently, in January of 2018 was diagnosed with lung cancer. Bernice was born and raised in St. John, Maine and was the daughter of Herbie and Helen Sturgeon. She later moved to Caribou where she met and married her loving husband of 37 years, Patrick L. Theriault, who predeceased her on September 26, 1998. They relocated to Portland, Maine and eventually settled in Scarborough where they raised their four children, and she resided for the last 50 years. She is predeceased by both parents, 5 brothers (Bee, Leo, Maynard, Dave and Alphonse Gagne, and 3 sisters (Annie and Claire Gagne and Joanne Carnahan) and is survived by her four children, Helen Desjardin of Yarmouth, Patrick Theriault and wife Mary Ellen of Wells, Tammy Brown and husband Terry of Scarborough, and David Theriault; two brothers, Douglas Gagne of South Portland, and Donald Sturgeon of Scarborough; seven grandchildren, Olivia, Audrey, Samantha, Tanner, Taylor, Leah and Cruz as well as many nieces and nephews. She will be lovingly remembered by her children and grandchildren as a hard working woman with purpose, strength and a determination to live; all qualities that they admired her for. There will be a private graveside service. Arrangements are under the direction of the Conroy-Tully Walker South Portland Chapel, 1024 Broadway, South Portland. In lieu of flowers the family has asked that donations be made to Southern Maine Hospice, 180 US Route 1 Ste. 1, Scarborough, Maine 04074

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  1. We are sorry for your loss. We are sending prayers and thoughts your way.
    Deepest condolences,
    The AutoMile Diner

    – AutoMile Diner

  2. My condolences to your family on my her passing. Aunt Bernice was always one of my three favorite Aunts. I have lots of memories of when we were young and growing up. She use to babysit for me when we would go up to Caribou to the farm. Grammy Sturgeon would always say to her don’t let the kids stay up late. We would go to bed, Aunt Joanne, Aunt Bernice and me and raise hell. We danced, jumped up and down the bed in a fit of laughter!! And she always had plenty of dirty jokes to tell us!! She was always fun to be around. As we grew up life got in the way and we did not see each other a lot. But when I did see her it was like time did not pass. She always greeted me with open arms and a hug and we would reminisce about the past. I have always been glad she was in my life. Lots of love for all of you. LOL, Brenda

    – Brenda McGovern

  3. How to defend myself. How to never run and face your feer knowing it could lead to bring harmed. Do the right thing at all cost.

  4. She hardly ever had a drink, one time, after not seeing her for close to two years I called her at 2 a.m.

    I just happened to be in town. I called, mom, I’m having hard time. I have a six pack and would like to drink them with you and share. She sat outside under the stars and we both talked and split that been. Utill the sun started to rise

  5. This woman had a gift given my God. She was never told that it was and it was given so she could glorify him. She was told she was crazy. Nobody took the time to aske her why she felt certain things or got thoughts. She was so insightful that others could not make sense of it, I think because she was not good at explaining why she has this (gut feeling)

  6. Overly concerned. Kept the cleanest house, never close in the hamper, would defend what she felt was right, did not take no for an answer knowing there was always more then one way to skim a cay.

  7. She was smart and crazy like a fox. She had a gift of decirment, super intuition. She didn’t learn how to apply that gift correctly but I had no doubt she was gifted

  8. I can only speak for me. Because of her questions and need of clarity so you could not bluff her, she was like a private investigator, she made me a better listener. She talked me who I don’t want to be a drove me to be all I could.

  9. He telling me not to beat around the bush when requesting anything. That the squeaky wheel gets the oil, and to never put trust in man.


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