NEW CANADA PLANTATION Wilfred J. Lozier, 78, died May 16, 2008, at a Fort Kent health care facility from diabetes. He was born May 22, 1929, at home on the farm in New Canada Plantation, the son of Joseph Jr. and Mabel “Melesse” (Albert) Lozier. He married the love of his life, Lorraine Rioux, July 4, 1949, in Fort Kent. He worked on the family farm and drove his truck for several years, finally settling in as a heavy equipment operator in the Great North Woods for 37 years. He loved that D-9. He also loved NASCAR, especially Jeff Gordon. He enjoyed old western movies, but his favorite movie was Tombstone. He was a life time member of 3rd Degree Knights of Columbus Council 1934 of Fort Kent. He is survived by his wife of almost 59 years, Lorraine (Rouix) Lozier of Fort Kent; his children, Linda Cooney-Fogg and her husband, Kevin, of Bolton, Conn., Susan Grant and her husband, Dave, of Garland, Gail Baker of Wallagrass, Peggy Brewer and her partner, Nos, of Denver, Wilfred Jr. and his wife, Lisa, of Plainville, Conn., William and his wife, Sandy, of Bolton, Conn., Robert of New Britain, Conn., and Claire Hale and her husband, Kevin, of East Winsor, Conn., 19 grandchildren and 19 great-grandchildren. He is also survived by a very special brother, Gilbert Lozier and his wife, “Tante” Jackie, of Fort Kent; and a brother-in-law, Leonard Pelletier of Fort Kent. He will be sadly missed by his cat, “Bibitte.” He was predeceased by his parents; and two sisters, Priscilla Lozier and Lucille Pelletier. Friends may call 7-9 p.m. Thursday, May 22, and 9-10:30 a.m. Friday, May 23, until time of departure for Soldier Pond at Daigle & Nadeau Funeral Home. A Mass of Christian burial will be celebrated 11 a.m. Friday at St. Joseph Catholic Church, Soldier Pond. Those who wish may donate in his memory to the American Diabetes Association, P.O. Box 2680, North Canton, OH. 44720. Envelopes are available at the funeral home. I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one, I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun of happy memories that I leave when my life is done.