Name     Rosemarie Roderick
      December 22, 1952 - December 8, 2021
Service Information     Wednesday, December 15 - 11:00 AM
Sacred Heart Church
49 Sixth Street
Cambridge
Interment Information     Private
Visitation     Tuesday, December 14
4:00-7:00 PM
Memorial Donations     The Home for Little Wanderers: www.thehome.org, or
Rosie’s Place: www.rosiesplace.org, to help continue her mission.


Rosemarie [Livernois] Roderick - warrior, hero, mentor, guardian of all that is just, belly laugher, dancing queen, brownie master, savior, and healing hugger - found peace in the arms of her angels on December 8th after a long and brutal invasion of cancer.

Raised and loved by Mary [Readyhough] Livernois (mom - predeceased) Albert Readyhough (uncle -predeceased) and Lillian [Livernois] Johnson (sister - predeceased)

Cherished mom to Noelle and her husband James Drewicz, John and his wife Elsa Roderick, Clinton and his wife Tracy Roderick, Jillian Roderick, and Alyssa Roderick and her significant other Jim McCabe.

Honorary mom to Jason and his wife Maria Lameiras, Lissette Rivera, and Katelyn [Murphy] and her husband Matt Centore.

Treasured grammy to Tyler, Aiden, Braedon, Sophia, Chance, Logan, Declan, Ever, Abby, and Callum

Honorary grammy to Karlie, Magdalena, Jacob, Phillip, and Dell.

Beloved friend and inspiration to so many wonderful people who touched her life as much as she touched theirs.

It is impossible to summarize in a few words the life of someone so full of love, strength and generosity. Below is a beautiful characterization of her soul in the words of Jillian Roderick…

“My mum was born into struggle and managed to thrive, to shine, to bloom wherever she was planted. More than that, she cast her sunshine on everyone else around her so that they, too, could thrive, shine, and bloom. Regardless of the hardships and deprivations around her, she made sure others were cared for - materially, emotionally, and spiritually. She mothered the motherless. She stood in when others fell off. She set countless souls on paths they didn't even know were possibilities. She fed endless bellies that would otherwise be hungry. She bound invisible wounds that would have otherwise festered. She introduced city kids who had never left their zip code to shady woods, winding roads and healing waters. She defended the weak and vulnerable with ferocity and steadfastness.

Regardless of the obstacles set in her path, she found a way, and she found a way for so many others. I cannot even imagine what a world without her looks like, but I can assure you it will have less sparkle.

The time from Thanksgiving to Christmas was Rosie's jam. It fed her soul for the rest of the year - or at least until she was able to replenish in the waters of Newfound Lake. Lights, ornaments, trees, carols, friends, family, giving and giving and giving. Please add an extra string [or 10] of lights, hang those {homemade and sentimental} ornaments, bring a neighbor a treat, make a feast that could feed a few dozen, find a family to gift, love on your children, love even more on your grandchildren, stare in wonder at displays, and take care of one another, as she did” …in her memory, and in her honor.

This world is a better place for having had her in it. We are better people. Our children’s children will have her twinkle. While we were so blessed to have had her, we are heartbroken to have lost her. Please join us in celebrating a life well lived and well loved.

In lieu of flowers, please consider a homemade Christmas card and a donation in her name to;

The Home for Little Wanderers: www.thehome.org, or Rosie’s Place: www.rosiesplace.org, to help continue her mission.