Death date: Apr 9, 2022
Allison B. Zigadlo, 63, of Ashford, CT passed away on Saturday, April 9, 2022 at Yale-New Haven Hospital. She was born in Dover-Foxcroft, ME, daughter of the late Morris E. and Betty L. (Boutilier) Chambers. Allison is survived by Read Obituary
Sorry for your loss Debbie Nunes
I will always remember the laughter of cousins “our first ever best friends”. We as little girls were always giggling and fighting over dolls, toys, donuts, whatever there was to fight over. Running around on the front yard, with Judy (the male dog) in tow. Teasing and laughing hid ‘n seek, One Two Three - Red Light!!!, chasing June bugs in the dark, sleeping over to each other’s house all of the time. Aunt Betty would tuck us in about 15 times every night that I stayed over. We’d giggle to way past midnight. I’m sure Aunt Betty was begging us to be quiet so we wouldn’t wake up Uncle Johnny. The faster she chewed her gum, the madder she got. When she started to blow bubbles we knew she was serious and we’d better settle down.
I remember when we were teenagers, Pearly was in such a deep sleep, and you (the quiet one) slipped into the back bedroom, stood all of the huge speakers around Pearly’s ears, and then blasted “Wake Up Sunshine” by Chicago…. It took us twenty minutes to get Pearly’s nails out of the ceiling. Aunt Betty came in chewing gum like crazy because Pearly was screaming her head off….. She swore she was going to strip you of your skin when she caught you. I remember there was a lot of swearing involved on Pearls par, and it’s a good thing Uncle Johnny wasn’t home because all of us would have gotten the infamous belt.
As adults we raised our kids together watching them giggle, and coo, and fight, and cry, and play, and laugh….. but time and life got in the way. You and I and the rest of th cousins, drifted into our own lives of raising children, jobs, divorces, standing on our own two feet, illnesses, the loss of siblings, the loss of parents, getting old with the aches and pains that life brings to us all….. I must admit, I feel horribly guilty because of not having that “one more” cup of coffee with you. Something was always in the way; there was always a priority, or some small crisis, and now I’ve lost you.
Maybe we faded into life’s affairs and raising children, but I will always remember the laughter and the mischief in your eye….. The quit one. You always had to watch the quiet ones. Now that you’re with Pearly, she will agree with me. We knew it was you….. it was always you…. No matter how innocent you looked.
I love you Honey. I will miss you for ever and a day, with all the pieces of my broken heart.
