Dr. Albert F. Little, of Marblehead, died peacefully on August 6, 2018. He was the beloved husband and best friend of Yvonne M. Little, who predeceased him earlier this year. He was also the devoted father of sons John and Stephen Little, the grandfather of three and great-grandfather of five.
He was born in Somerville, MA in 1927 and graduated from Somerville High School, served for the US Army, and attended Boston University and Tufts Medical School. Throughout his life he enjoyed camping, skiing, flying, sailing, playing hockey and travelling the world.
A Funeral Mass will be celebrated at Our Lady Star of the Sea Church, 85 Atlantic Avenue, Marblehead on Saturday, August 25 at 11AM. In lieu of flowers, we ask that donations be made in his memory to Care Dimensions for their recent compassionate care. The address is 75 Sylvan Street, Suite B-102, Danvers, MA 01923.
Eulogy offered by Stephen Little
My dad and Father Steel would want me to keep this short, so here it goes.
My dad grew up in Somerville, not knowing exactly what he wanted to do out of high school, he joined the Army and served his country. After which still not knowing and with encouragement from the Nuns, he took advantage of the G I Bill and went to Boston University.
Along the way he became interested in the medical profession, applied to Tufts Medical School and met his lifelong friend and wife, our mother Yvonne. (whom also passed earlier this year)
During his time as an Orthopedic Surgeon, he raised a family, enjoyed hiking, sailing, classical music, flying out of Beverly Airport and international travel.
My dad, was quiet spoken, dependable (you could set your watch by his predictability) a no frills kind of man. He knew what he wanted, attained what he wanted and was very proud of being a great doctor and always doing the right thing.
My dad and I had a similar fondness for aircraft and flight. We both enjoyed going to air shows and watching the Blue Angels, Thunderbirds and Citabria stunt aircraft.
My brother and dad enjoyed hiking together in the White Mountains, Tuckerman’s, the summit and beyond.
My dad was especially fond of camping in the White Mountains. He had enjoyed camping there for over 70 years. Where he had honeymooned, took his family, and enjoyed time with his grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
I can remember my dad enjoying his bicycle rides to Nahant or around the Neck. Our family vacations and trips; horseback riding through the Gap of Dunloe in Ireland, skiing in Alta, Utah, at Wildcat, Killington and Jaypeak, body Surfing at Luquillo Beach in Puerto Rico, and swimming at Horseshoe Bay Beach in Bermuda.
When asked recently what he liked about being an orthopedic surgeon, he said “I liked fixing people”.
Although my dad had no regrets in his life, he never did get the chance to go parachuting.
He recently shared with us that he has done his life’s work and is ready to go to heaven.
He has joined his wife and will be missed.
He is at peace.
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