In Memory of

Irene

R.

Robichaud

Obituary for Irene R. Robichaud

January 28, 1932 to December 21, 2023
Just short of 92 years

Ogunquit - Irene passed away peacefully on December 21, surrounded by family after being diagnosed with Lymphoma, eager to join Larry in their first dance together since his passing.

Irene was born in Cambridge, MA on January 28, 1932, the daughter of Madora and Tony Babin. She attended Cambridge High and Latin with a strong concentration in secretarial classes. She began her secretary career at John Hancock, staying there until she began her family in 1955. Irene met her loving husband Larry on a blind date, set up by her cousin. Turning to her cousin asking…. “Is my date the short fat one…or the tall skinny one?” Yup, Irene and Larry (the short one) were married September 12, 1953.

Irene was preceded in death by her parents, her husband, one younger sister and a younger brother. Irene is survived by her children, Ronald and wife Cathe Robichaud, their children Caitlan and husband Carlos Etchevers, son Sam Robichaud, Michael and wife Ruth Robichaud their children Benjamin, Lisa and Lauren Robichaud, Janine Robichaud her children Kaleigh Moore and son Nathan Chase, Renee and husband Tim Stevens their daughter Nora Stevens. Irene also is survived by three great grandchildren, Rocco and Violet Etchevers and Chase Moore.

Larry and Irene moved to Littleton, MA in 1964 raising their four children until the young age of 58 when both Larry and Irene retired. Soon after, they bought a fifth wheel to venture to Nova Scotia, travel cross country, and visiting many friends and family before finally settling in Fort Myers Beach, FL.

You can’t talk about Irene without Larry being in the conversation. They both loved dinner parties and were the envy on the dance floor. They traveled to Alaska, Hawaii, Europe, and each year a group of couples would go on a cruise. Their Catholic faith has always been a part of who they are. They both loved living in Florida in the winter and Littlefields Village in the summer.

Irene married into Littlefield’s Village; she reminds us. But that doesn’t mean she took a back seat. Her love for Littlefields shines through the fun of being part of the masquerade, cooking the perfect hotdogs & registering the children for Labor Day. There were luncheons with her lady friends, Saturday night parties, keeping Larry on track with the candy store, and 1:30 beach time with the sewing circle or dominoes with Lorraine and Linda.

Irene could still sled with her grandchildren at age 75, boogie board with Larry at 80 years old and build a snowman with her great grandson at ninety-one.

Some of Irene’s favorite sayings:
“Mind Your P’s and Q’s.”
“You won’t feel it the day you get married!”
“You need to eat a peck of dirt before you die.”
“Take an aspirin and you’ll feel fine.”
“You probably deserved it!”

Her most recent piece of advice on Thanksgiving was…
“Don’t ever stay mad. Tell the person that you love them but tell each other how you really feel. Don’t hold it in.”

Irene never asked for much, just a quick visit each night from Ham, Zorra and Ziggy for their treats, and perhaps a piece of coconut cream layer cake.

She was loving, very lovable and an inspiration to many.

We will carry her love inside all of us now.
We miss you already.