my grampy.


Charles E. Brewster, 91, passed away peacefully at a local healthcare facility on August 5, 2013 and is now in the presence of his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He was born on March 2, 1922 in Dedham, son of George Walter Brewster and Maude Goodwin Brewster.

Charles attended Dedham schools and graduated from Higgins Classical Institute in 1941. He attended Husson University before joining the U.S. Coast Guard, with whom he served during World War II. Charles worked for the Bangor and Aroostook Railroad for 9 years, followed by a career at the Great Northern Paper Company for 22 years until he retired in 1987. He was a longtime member of Dedham Congregational Church and was most recently a regular attendee of Bangor Baptist Church. He was a gardening and flower enthusiast and also enjoyed regular hunting trips, attending church suppers and other community events, and followed local sports teams; especially those involving his son and granddaughters.

Charles was survived by his devoted wife of 56 years, Shirley Farrington Brewster of Brewer, his daughter-in-law Terri Dunbar Brewster of Hamdpen, his granddaughter Megan and her husband Nick Cornwell and their children Bella Grace and Emmy Faith of Brewer, his granddaughter Gretchen and her husband Brian Keezer and their children Jude Farrington and Lucy Mae of Hampden, sister-in-law Eleanor Smith Farrington, five special nieces and nephews and longtime close friends Peter and Lorraine Moir of Bangor. Charles was predeceased his sister Alice Brewster Barbour, brother-in-law Bernard Farrington, and by his only child, Gary W. Brewster and is now reunited with him again in the presence of their Savior.

Friends and family are welcome to call from 1-2 Thursday, August 8 at Brookings-Smith Funeral Home, 133 Center St. in Bangor. A memorial service will immediately follow at 2 pm at the same location.

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my grandfather was the coolest grandfather around. next to my Dad, he was the most important man in my life for all of my younger years. he was always there to make me laugh or to spoil me rotten. he was reliable. he was easy going. his presence was comforting and his company was often. he was my grampy.

my grampy was awesome. he had candy hidden in the glove box of his car; orange slices and tootsie rolls were my favorite. he wore cologne and colorful sweaters. grampy rode with me on my first roller coaster…i think he was 70. not much phased him, for the most part. he was one of the most unintentionally funny people i’ve ever known.

grampy practiced grace and humility when dealing with his granddaughters crazy antics. as little girls, megan and i loved spending the night at our grandparents house. one time, we had the bright idea of throwing a “surprise party” at two in the morning. we stayed up late making banners, confetti, party hats and streamers. we set our alarm for two a.m., crawled into their bedroom, and woke them up with screams in their ears and fistfulls of confetti on their heads. my grandfather smiled, put on his paper hat, and joined in on the party.

grammy and grampy used to take us on rides around town. megan and i would wear our pajamas and whisper in the back seat, hoping they’d stop to get us ice cream. the route always involved drummond hill, a few streets over from the standpipe. grampy would drive up slowly and let the car roll back every now and then, pretending that the brakes were giving out. we loved it. then we’d turn around and drive down the hill. as little girls, we thought it was quite a joy ride.

grampy was a stickler for traditions. thanksgiving was not complete without a basket of mixed nuts in their shells. christmas was the same every year: the decorations, the food, the schedule of events. that’s how he liked it. and although he claimed to never age, his birthday was probably his favorite day of the year.

my grandfather has been a constant source of joy in my life. he helped to make me who i am today. he passed on an affection for nature, a sense of adventure, and a love for traditions. he showed me that family comes first and friends make life exciting. grampy was a real example of devotion and loyalty. he served his country bravely and was proud to be a Brewster. He enjoyed 56 years with his beautiful bride and together they raised one of the world’s greatest men; my dad.

grampy, your days were full and your memory will always be vibrant. i love you and i’ll see you soon.

jude! 027


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