1971-2009
BOWDOINHAM — Dennis Maurice Bedard, 37, of Bowdoinham, left this world all too soon on Saturday, May 23, in a tragic accident at his home.
He worked hard, played hard and loved deeply. He changed the lives of many people, including some who never even knew his name. His motto was to always put others before himself. He was above all else, a dedicated father and husband.
He became a father to Nicholas Cody Bedard, at the young age of 18. He matured into an incredible man at a much younger age than most because of this. He raised Nick as a single father from the age of four, an accomplishment he was proud of and wouldn’t have allowed any other way. He was very proud that Nick had made the decision to join the Air Force this year and looked forward to visiting him around the world.
In early 2004, he met “the love of his life and soul mate” as he referred to her. Ms. Roxanne Denise (Whitcomb) Ashey was proud to become Mrs. Roxanne Denise Bedard on Oct. 22, 2005, in an intimate ceremony filled with sentiment, witnessed by 65 close family members and friends. In that ceremony, he became a father to two more children that he loved as if they were his own, a son, Ryan and a daughter, Sarah.
He had been coaching Ryan’s lacrosse team for the past two seasons and was proud of Ryan’s progress. He was in his glory as it combined two of his greatest passions — his family and lacrosse. He made a special connection to the other kids on the team and always had great care and concern for their sportsmanship as well as their skills. He was looking forward to watching their high school lacrosse careers.
Having come from a family of all boys and having a son himself, he was a little intimidated by this little girl who entered in his life, but she very quickly became “daddy’s little girl.” Every night after work he would come home and his face would light up as soon as she entered the room. His third passion in life was playing bass guitar. He had the music in his blood and was an accomplished musician. He especially enjoyed classic and hard rock, and had been thrilled to be playing out again recently.
Over the past few years he enjoyed traveling to Washington D.C., Quebec, Florida and Aruba with his wife and children. Rangeley had become the family’s special place. He enjoyed downhill skiing, snowmobiling, ATVing, boating, waterskiing, swimming in the pool at home, snorkeling, watching both boys play lacrosse, coaching, fishing, hunting, building things, the company of good friends and being at home with his wife and kids. He was the partner and strength in his wife’s business and proud of his own personal achievements as a manager at Max Finkelstein. He was well respected for his automotive knowledge and could fix anything.
He leaves a life that he lived to its fullest and an example for all who knew him to try and be more like him. His family and friends were his entire world. He was a loving and dedicated son to Anita and Robert Bedard of Sabattus, who deeply miss him. He was the baby brother who was always there when needed by his older brothers, Ricky Bedard and his wife, Alarice of Manchester and Normand Bedard of Auburn. He was a loving uncle to Brynna Bedard and Amanda Bedard Saunders and her husband, Mike. He loved his young great-nephew, Folken, like a grandchild. He was heartbroken when he lost his oldest brother “Ronnie,” in an accident in 1994. He is also survived by many aunts, uncles and cousins.
He has left an enormous void in the lives of his “other parents” Emery and Roberta Whitcomb of Monroe and his sister-in-law, Trudy Glidden and her husband, Mark of Orrington. He will be greatly missed by his friends. They were like brothers to him and they know who they are.

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