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Clifford E. Trembley, Jr.

January 17, 1929 ~ September 4, 2020 (age 91)

Tribute

We celebrate the life of Clifford ‘Kip’ Trembley Jr, born January 17, 1929 in Greenville, Maine. The oldest son of Yvonne and Clifford Tremblay, passed away peacefully on September 4, 2020. A graduate of Greenville High School, Kip is survived by his loving wife of seventy-three years, Beverly Jennings Tremblay, sons Robert ‘Rocky’ Tremblay (Catherine), David Tremblay (Leona), daughter Christine Bartley (William) and son Mark ‘Kip’ Tremblay (Jessica). He is survived by  sisters Nancy White and Donna Wescott and brother Richard ‘Ricky’ Tremblay. Kip and Bev have seven grandchildren and eight great grandchildren.

After a brief stint in the U.S. Army, Kip returned home to work for the Maine Forestry Service, manning the ‘look-out’ towers, atop Boundary Bald and Williams mountains. Soon after moving to Connecticut in 1959, Kip became an operating engineer of heavy equipment and worked for a number of construction companies, including Blakeslee.

During the 1960s, Kip and Bev were active member of a dive club, ‘The Barnacles’. While diving in Moosehead Lake, Kip retrieved the bell from the sunken ship ‘The Twilight’ and donated its’ bell to the Moosehead Maritime Museum. For Kip, Greenville was always home. He was proud to be a ‘plank owner’ for the Katahdin; Kip and Bev were often seen at Auntie M’s, where they could gaze at the ‘Kate’ while having breakfast.

Kip was a gifted athlete. In 1950, trained by his friend Paul McKeean of Shirley, he received the ‘Golden Gloves’ for winning the 147-pound weight class of the Eastern Maine amateur boxing championship.  During the 1990s, Kip won numerous track and field metals in the Connecticut Senior Olympics and twice represented Connecticut in the Nationals.

Kip was an avid outdoorsman and spent the last thirty-five years of his life summering in Greenville, the home that he never truly left. He was a frequent participant in the Sunday golf scrambles at Squaw Mountain where he enjoyed spending time with new and old friends. His was a life well lived. 

Kip’s favorite poem: ‘When roses bloom in winter, and snowflakes fall in June, when the sun rises at midnight and the moon is out at noon. When water ceases flowing and 2 plus 2 is 10, when joy is sorrow and today is tomorrow, maybe I’ll forget you then.’

When tomorrow never comes, from this day until our last day, we will never forget him.


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