Adrian Morin
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Spring 2021 Greenville Cemetery

Obituary of Adrian Joseph Morin

Greenville and Dover-Foxcroft- Adrian Joseph Morin, 94, passed away December 14, 2020, in Dover-Foxcroft. He was born August 18, 1926, in Stockholm, the son of Patrick and Katherine (Guerette) Morin. At age 9, in July of 1935, the family moved to Greenville, a date marked in his memory, as it snowed that day. His schooling in Greenville was interrupted for having to go to work, and at age 16 he became employed at the Atlas Plywood Mill where he also met his future wife, Patricia Rodrigue. With the exception of two years (from 1944 – 46) while very proudly serving his country in World War II, he worked for the Atlas, then Stover Plywood until 1970. Adrian served in the Army in the Combat Engineer Battalion, operating D-4, D-6, D-7 and D-8 bulldozers in battlefield road construction operation. He saw action through the Pacific Theater in the South Pacific, Philippines and as part of the Japan Occupation Forces. On April 7, 1945, while on short leave, he and Patricia got married. Although his formal education was very limited, he was brilliant with ingeniousness and inventiveness. His many skills came naturally and he was often called upon to build, repair or recreate an original design. When working as the Building and Grounds Supervisor at Greenville High School, he drew a redesigned schematic diagram of the heating system there, suggesting a much more efficient operation, saving the school a considerable amount of money. Upon his retirement at Greenville High School, the class of 1989 dedicated their yearbook, the Chrysalis, to him. It was noted at the time that morale was high among students and staff due to his dedication and professionalism, (and undoubtedly, his good humor, as well.) Establishing a G.H.S. Scholarship in his name is something we hope to do. By continuing to serve his community, post-retirement, becoming a staff assistant at the Harvey Funeral Home, he was able to give of himself in yet another capacity. In 2002 Pat and Adrian moved to Dover-Foxcroft. With some family living just up the street and wonderfully helpful neighbors, they soon made additional friends and became welcomed new residents. Though it wasn’t but a few short years when Pat’s health made it necessary for her to be in a nursing home, Adrian always felt that making the move to Dover-Foxcroft was the best decision he made. Through his most difficult and challenging times, with the passing of their son Lawrence in 1993, to caring for, and losing his dear wife of 65 years, his perspective on life remained positive and his sense of humor intact. The persistent urging from his nephew Vernon to join the YMCA further concluded another best decision made. Adrian’s elixir for keeping the doctor away was Crown Royal (it worked for him!). Music was his entertainment, and he so loved to dance, whether with a partner or by himself. When in his company you were drawn to his many stories, clever and quick wit, razor sharp mind, and his recall for precise details and dates. At 94 he was still as quick on the uptake. When you departed from being in his company, you were left with a big smile on your face, more love in your heart, and another great memory. Having been raised by two extraordinary parents within the equally loving unit of the extended Rodrigue family, not only provided a secure sense of belonging and nurturing of values, it was also a lot of fun! The antics of that Rodrigue family, combined with my father’s unabashed propensity for simply having a fun time, created an abundance of laughable moments for everyone. The zest that embodied him remained for future generations to witness and partake in. If you knew him as Uncle Adrian, his love for you was equal to yours for him. If you knew him as a friend, you never had a better one. If you were an acquaintance, you never forgot him. To his immediate family, Dad and Pappy was our all-encompassing inspiration and pure joy! As a measure of a man, he filled that capacity to overflowing. We all thought he’d live forever, and he almost did. There’s no such thing as too much family, too many great memories, or too much love. Adrian is survived by his daughter, Linda McIver; five grandchildren, Melissa “Mim” to him, Katherine, William “Bill”, Christine and Celinda; eleven great-grandchildren; Meghan, Emma, Noelle, Autumn, Lelia, Michael, McKenzie, Libby, Ruby Rose, Noah, and Judah; and one great-great-grandchild, Aurora Skye, who got to dance with her Pappy. He also leaves his Aunt Adrienne (Saucier), several cousins, many dear nieces and nephews, and a special sister-in-law, Barbara Roderick. Per his wishes, we will gather for his burial beside his wife and son, at the Greenville Cemetery, in the spring. “We’ll Catch Ya”. Arrangements are in the care of the Lary Funeral Home. Messages of condolence and memories may be expressed at
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