1924 – 2011
Putnam – Doris L. (Larose) LaBonte, 86, of Thurber Road, died Saturday, June 25, 2011 in Matulaitis Nursing Home. She was the loving wife of the late Raymond LaBonte. Born in North Grosvenordale, she was the daughter of the late Adelard and Emma (Dutremble) Larose.
Mrs. LaBonte worked as a machinist for Cluette Peabody, Belding Hemminway, and Crabtree & Evelyn. She cherished her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.
She enjoyed reading her Danielle Steel novels and doing her Search A Word. She liked EWTN with the Masses and Divine Mercy in the afternoon. She loved to read and play with her great grandchildren. They truly were her sunshine.
Doris is survived by her son, Gerald LaBonte and his wife Diane of Richmond, VA; her daughter, Constance Olmstead and her husband Paul of Putnam; her sister, Theresa Lajoie of North Grosvenordale; her grandchildren, Mary, Melissa, Lisa, Matthew, and Lauren; and her great grandchildren, Olivia and Jordan.
She was predeceased by her sister, Beatrice Larose; and her grandchildren, Christy and Raymond Olmstead.
Relatives and friends are invited to visit with Doris’s family from 9:00 am to 11:00 am, Thursday, June 30, 2011 in the Valade Funeral Home, 23 Main St., N. Grosvenordale CT. A Mass of Christian Burial will begin at 11:00 am in St. Joseph Church, 20 Main St., N. Grosvenordale. Burial will follow in St. Joseph Cemetery. For guestbook visit www.GilmanAndValade.com.
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Ellen, I’m so sorry to hear about your husband’s and Emmie’s heltah issues that you had to expereince on top of the heartbreak of your grandmother. You’ve had such a rough week, but I’m glad to hear that someone did something kind to cheer you up. It is amazing how sometimes strangers come along at the most unexpected time to make a difference in our lives. I am very lucky because it seems to happen to me quite a bit. This week I decided to just pay it forward. I was in the copy store at the beginning of the week. I was there to pick up a big copy job and, as usual, I was pressed for time and wanted to get out as soon as possible. There was an elderly lady in front of me who, from the aggravation apparent on the face of the clerk, had been there a while. She was trying to pick out cardstock and colors on some invitations she was having made. She just couldn’t decide, so I offered to help and had a long conversation with her about the event. It was something very special and she wanted everything to be perfect. Although the clerk became even more irritated when I jumped in, I just ignored him and helped her make her selections. She was happy and I thanked him for being so patient. It was a good day. (Ultimately, I got my copies and the world did not end because I spent more time in the copy store than I had planned. Lesson learned.)Take care, Cindy