Edgar Francis Gaudette Jr.
Edgar Francis Gaudette, Jr.
July 17, 1921 - December 9, 2006
It is with sadness that the family of Edgar Gaudette announces his passing on December 9, 2006. He was born in North Brookfield, Mass. on July 17, 1921, the only child of Edgar Francis Gaudette and Bertha Caron Gaudette and graduated from high school there.
Being anxious to "stretch his wings," he enlisted in the Marine Corps in August 1940 and served in World War II as a night-fighter pilot and in the Korean War as a helicopter pilot. He was shot down by enemy ground forces in Korea, parachuted and was picked up by friendly forces. He served until 1954 when he was discharged with the rank of Captain. His awards and citations include Distinguishing Flying Cross, Air Medal with 13 Gold Stars, Presidential Unit Citation with star, Navy Unit Citation and Marine Corps Good Conduct Medal with two bars.
He settled in Southern California with his first wife, Barbara Jean (B.J.), his daughter, Linda, and his son, Thomas, after discharge from the service and was a technical writer for Northrop Corporation until his retirement in 1976. B.J. and Edgar RV'd for several years after his retirement, traveling the United States until her final illness caused them to settle in Hemet, Calif.
He met his present wife, Elaine, on an arranged (blind) date and they married October 30, 1987. Edgar and Elaine also did some traveling, using Hemet as home base until they moved to the Medford area in October 1993. They lived in Sam's Valley for three years where Edgar rode his tractor on their "9 acre playpen," but failing health brought them into town in 1996. Edgar loved crossword puzzles and surfing the Net. It constantly amazed him how many websites there were.
Edgar is predeceased by his parents, his first wife, B.J. and his daughter, Linda Carvalho. He is survived by his wife, Elaine; son, Thomas Gaudette; step-daughter, Karyn Magin (Gene); two granddaughters; two grandsons; three great-granddaughters and numerous step-grandchildren and step-great-grandchildren.
One of Edgar's favorite poems says it all:
Miss Me - But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room, why cry for a soul set free.
Miss me a little - but not too long.
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared -
Miss me but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must make,
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds - Miss me -
But let me go.
No public service will be held in Medford.