Patrick Francis Fagan Sr.

On April 14, 2025, at 10:41 p.m., the Lord chose to come and get our Father, and Patriarch of our family, Patrick F. Fagan, Sr.

Patrick was born on October 5, 1939, to Napoleon and Cecile (Cabana) Fagan. At that time, he and his sister, Claire (Fagan) O’Clair, lived on the East side of Sanford.

Dad attended St. Ignatius schools, graduating in 1957 as Valedictorian of his class. He was offered a full scholarship at Bentley College, but decided to enlist in the Navy, in order to stay with the love of his life, our mom, Irene Fagan (Tebbetts).

Dad joined the Navy as a hospital corpsman during the Vietnam era. He and Mom decided to marry on November 4, 1958. At that time, they settled down on Brook Street, next door to dad’s parents. They had become parents of our sister, who they named Katherine (Kitty). Dad then received orders to report for active duty in Vietnam, but before his deployment, they found out they were pregnant with their second child, Patrick Jr., as a result, fortunately, his orders were pulled because he was needed at home. He always said that he was one of the lucky ones!
Dad and mom purchased their first home on Dorrington Ave, in Sanford, where they lived for approximately 60 years. At the time, Dad had taken a job at the Portsmouth Naval Shipyard as a Clerk Typist. Over the years he worked his way up to the head of his group as a GS-13, head of Dosimetry & Health, Chief Health Radiation technician.

In 1975, Dad and Mom had their third child, our brother Christopher James.
Dad always knew he wanted something more, so he went to night college at the University of Maine and got his Associates Degree in Real Estate. He started Fagan Real Estate, but decided to put it on hold for a bit due to this position at work. He subsequently retired from the shipyard at the age of 46. He then went to work at Dubois Realty in Sanford. After a few years there, he made the move to Coldwell Banker (Brunette Realty) and worked with his friend, Steve Brunette. His time with Steve and all the staff was some of the best years of his life. From there, he finally found the right group to work and joke around. He loved working with all his friends at the office. He said his work life never felt like work. His final position was with the Massiello Group before he fully retired at age 70.

In 1977, Dad and Mom purchased their dream cottage on Mousam Lake. The camp turned out to be a place for family and friends to gather and have a great time (also a place for many keg parties that they weren’t always aware were happening). Dad and Mom welcomed all of our friends like they were family. Everyone was welcome any time. Many times, we would come home to the camp, to find one (or more) of our friends sitting out on the deck having a beer with Dad, and Mom making them lunch. They were dad and mom to all. Dad knew just about everyone’s family tree. If it was your first time at the camp, you had to answer questions about your respective family and heritage.

Dad was never happier than when his family was all together. You could see the pride in his eyes and the feeling that he was the reason we could all be there. Dad taught us so much. He was not afraid to share his opinion. He knew everyone, who their parents were, their siblings, addresses, jobs, etc. He had his wits right to the end.

After Mom’s passing, he spent most of his time at the camp. It was his wish to stay at his camp until his final days. He got his wish. He lived at the camp with his son (our brother), Chris, who stayed with him. Kathy took him to his appointments and I visited him daily and gave him advice, support, and assistance with his daily needs. It was a group effort.

Dad loved his Saturday afternoons with his group of friends, playing cards or cribbage, arguing politics, and solving all the world’s problems. All his friends have pretty much predeceased him, so the later years of his life, he kept to himself and family.

Dad was known to check on things that affected his family. Every day he would drive to my job sites. He would check on sites Chris was working at, and make sure Kathy was happy and healthy at my store. He loved to come to the pool store and sit with the girls, eat pastry, and great customers.
Dad will be greatly missed by all who knew him.

Our Dad is predeceased by his loving wife, our mother, Irene E. Fagan (Tebbetts), who passed away in December 2, 2021. His parents Napoleon Fagan and Cecile (Cabana) Fagan.

He is survived by his sister, Claire (Fagan)(Burbank) O’Clair, and her daughters, Bette and Donna Burbank, and great niece, Alix Burbank.
He is survived by his daughter, Kathy (Eastman) Fagan and her fiancé (of 30+ years) Paul Lemieux; his son, Patrick Fagan Jr. and his wife, Joanne Fagan (Desrochers); and his son, Christopher (Chris) J. Fagan.

His many grandchildren, Jacob Fagan, Brian Eastman, Jessica Eastman, Patrick Fagan III, Zachary Fagan, Austin Fagan, Ian Fagan, and Ava Fagan. His step grandchildren Amy and Jessica Lewis.

His great grandchildren, Jacob Fagan Jr., Alexis Fagan, Madison Fagan, and Lilly Fagan; Garret Hussey, Conner Hussey; Sawyer Eastman and Nya Eastman; Octavia Fagan, Madylynn Fagan, Landon Fagan; and step great grandchild, Jordan Snow. As well as two great-great grandchildren, Ivy and Liyla.

Visiting hours will be Sunday April 27 from 1:00 to 3:00 pm at the Black, Heald and Walker Funeral Home, 580 Main Street, Springvale.

A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at St. Therese of Lisieux Parish, Holy Family Church on Monday April 28 at 10:00 AM. Burial will be at the Southern Maine Veterans Cemetery.