Beulah Margaret Grady Madden

Madden picBeulah Margaret Grady Madden was born in a farmhouse in Jefferson to John and Albertine Bouffard Grady on Sunday April 28, 1935, the last of 10 children and the fifth daughter. Beulah passed December 23, 2022. At 20 she married Ed Madden and together raised four children. She was a homemaker and held various retail positions. Beulah was a member of Rebekah Lodge and Red Hats.
Beulah was predeceased by her husband of 53 yrs, an infant son Arthur Edward Madden III and grandson John Scott Dawson. She is survived by Catherine Webb (Donnie), Marilyn (Jody) Hinkley, Brenda Madden (John Cates), Michael Madden (Tammy). 7 grandchildren, Katie Clark, Jennifer Kruk, Jessica Farnham, Mark S Hinkley, Eric Hinkley, Andrea Madden, Margaret Madden as well as 12 great-grandchildren and several nieces nephews and cousins and friend Bruce Ellis.
Visitation will be at Kincer Funeral Home in Richmond January 6 from 4-7. Mass will be held January 7 at 11:00 at Saint Ambrose Church 29 Kimball St in Richmond with a gathering to be held at Enterprise Grange Hall Richmond Alexander/Reed Rd.
In lieu of flowers donations in Beulah's name to St Judes Childrens Hospital. The Mass will be on Facebook livestream.
Memories From Mom
Beulah went to a one room school house at the end of the dirt road. Sometimes her brother would pull her on a sled to school in the winter. From there she went to the village school in Jefferson and on to Gardiner High. At 20 yrs old she married Ed Madden and together raised 4 children. She was a homemaker and their yard was always full of the neighborhood kids who were always welcome.
When her youngest was in Jr. High she went to work at the school, leaving because they had a home in Port Charlotte Fl where they spent 4 or 5 months. In the summer everyone went to camp at Sand Pond Litchfield where every Sunday was water skiing all day with a big lunch from the grill with thier 4 children and many of their friends.
It was really cold outside and the snow was deep. I remember crying to go out with my brothers and sister to play but my mother said "no you're too little you might get lost in a drift. That was probably true but I also probably didn't have any warm clothes or boots to wear out in such weather. I remember hiding inside my fathers sheepskin lined coat with him. He'd button me right inside with him and I was sure no-one could see me. Maybe they couldn't, I was pretty small. My mom would pretend to look for me and finally find me all squirrely and happy. My dad would be cold and
smell of newly cut wood and pitch. I still love that smell.
Recently Madison asked her Nannie Great if she had any life advice and without hesitation she replied "Just be yourself" as she patted Maddie's hand.
Great advise from a woman who lived and left her way.

Arrangements are under the care of Kincer Funeral Home, 130 Pleasant St., Richmond, ME  04357.