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Ann Marie Soulier (ne´e Hyland) passed away peacefully at her home in Wolcott on Saturday, Nov. 28th, surrounded by loving members of her family. She was 86. The second daughter of the late Frank and Delena Hyland, and sister of the late James and William Hyland, Ann is survived by her two sisters, Elizabeth Parenti and Mary Dudzinski, as well as her brother-in-law, Harry Dudzinski, and sisters-in-law, Gloria and Evelyn Hyland, all of Bristol. She also leaves behind her beloved children: Marie Barrett and her husband, Mike, James Soulier and his wife, Beth, Elizabeth Thisdale and her husband, Joe, Carol Roy and her husband, Doug, Leona Chamberlain and her husband, Dave, and Mario Vitale. Ann was affectionately known as "Nanny" to her 14 grandchildren: Paul, Avery, Shane, Kylie, Matthew, Bobby, Cory, Christopher, Marty, Todd, Michael, Tyler, Michelle, and Jimmy; and to her beloved 14 great-grandchildren: She also has many surviving cousins, nieces, nephews, in-laws and friends whom she loved dearly. The family would like to extend their gratitude to her special caregivers, Alicia and Eliana, who made a difference in the quality of her life and became like family members to her. Ann had an impactful presence. She loved Jesus, family vacations at Hampton Beach and Black Point, coffee, music, painting, doll-collecting, and her best friend of over 80 years, Nancy (Nan). She retired in 1999 from Superior Electric, where she was a cherished coworker for nearly 30 years. As mechanically adept as she was in the workplace, Ann was equally adept in making her house a home. She ran a tight ship during those years doubling as a homemaker, where she kept her loved ones well-fed, raising them to be resilient and to always have a sense of humor and a love of family. She believed in prayer and loved her son Mario's poetry. She also loved videography and was known to document family events using a camcorder starting in the 1980s. Always with a keen eye to see one step ahead, she kept copies of these moments on VHS for all of her loved ones to watch in the years to come. She will be sorely missed here on earth as she joins her parents, her brothers, and her grandson, Shane, in heaven. Friends and family are invited to attend a Mass of Christian Burial for Ann on Thursday, Dec. 3, 2020, at 10 a.m. directly at St. Matthew's Church in Forestville. Burial will immediately follow at St. Joseph Cemetery in Plainville. There will be no calling hours. The family also plans on having a celebration of life ceremony for Ann sometime in the summer of 2021. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations can be made in Ann's honor to the Wolcott Volunteer Ambulance Association, 48 Todd Road, Wolcott, CT 06716. To leave an online message of condolence, share a memory or a photo, visit Ann's memorial
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About “AKA "Ann Marie Soulier", Mario Vitale's Mom !”
your girl b Jun 2024
What my family doesn't know is that I love photography and videography
I'm a painter, a poet, and I love to dance
They are unaware of how well I can sing and how much I love making music
They sigh at my presence as if I'm the one who murdered someone
As if I am the one who walked out when times got hard
They look at me and think "how broken."
I just wish they could see the light on the other side
It's okay to just be and thrive
It's okay to live a free life
They will never understand what it's like to crave true freedom
I will never get these years back from trying to please them
I will have to move forward into the blue
Where the sun shines on the horizon and the mountains kiss the stars
Where the sand gets stuck in every crevice
Where my hair seems to wash itself
And the wind gives a natural blowout
What a blessing it is to be alive
To feel this good again before I die
My family will never know my secret
It's true freedom that keeps me breathing
Teratogenh Dec 2024
Where I live it is winter
About half the year.
I remember when February was hard
Grey and dreary
The holiday excitement long worn off
And too early to hope for spring.
But at this point it is easy,
Because I am older.
Everything goes so quickly now,
Whipping by like scenery
On a train ride,
There is no time or need to resent anything.
It’s gone in a moment
While I am still counting my undone chores
And missed opportunities.
My tiny children fast-forward into grownups
My house breaks and is fixed
My cars change identities
My parent wither into terrifying fragility
Everything ages
In time-lapse videography.
I barely have time to endure the cold
Before it is over.
Everything is born and dying
Rushing toward the end of my life
And I stand out in the new snow at night,
Watching it glitter,
So cold that breathing hurts,
And only feeling sad
That it’s all but over
Once again.

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