Andrew Paul McDonald
March 9, 1981 – November 3, 2020
South Portland, ME - Andrew Paul McDonald, age 39, passed away on November 3, 2020 in South Portland, Maine. Andrew was born in Phoenix, AZ to Michelle Tompson and Paul McDonald on March 9, 1981.
Andrew was a gifted writer and artist. His sketches could bring photos to life; his niece and nephews loved it when he would decorate the driveway with their favorite characters on their birthdays. Andrew absolutely adored his niece and nephews, and the feeling was mutual. He was an avid fan of all New England sports teams, but had a special love for the Boston Red Sox and attended the World Series at Fenway Park with his family in 2018. Andrew loved golfing and an occasional visit to the casino. Andrew had a notably quick sense of humor; one of the many things about him that will be missed dearly by his family and friends.
Andrew is survived by his mother, Michelle Tompson and her partner James Tompson; Father, Paul McDonald; Stepfather, Steven Bush and his wife, Stephanie; Sister, Jessica Engstrand and her husband Kris, nephews Jack Engstrand & Austin Engstrand; Sister, Stephanie Benoit and husband Jeff; niece, Riley Benoit and nephew, Peyton Benoit; Uncles, David McDonald & Family, Tom MacKenzie, Ron, MacKenzie and Robert Mackenzie.
Andrew’s family will have a private celebration of his life in both Arizona and Maine at a time and place to be determined in the Spring 2021.
In lieu of flowers, the family respectfully asks that donations be made in Andrew’s name to Catholic Charities of Maine.
No public services are scheduled at this time. Receive a notification when services are updated.
Andrew Paul McDonald
November 22, 2020
Andy and I were close in high school. He called me Caiazzo. We worked at Aquaboggan together and I always felt a certain sense of accomplishment when I could crack him up. We had walkie talkies and would talk all day from our varying posts at Aquaboggan. He and Pat used to come to my house in Saco just to watch TV. Andy loved me and let me be myself, and helped me even like myself. He was a solid friend. He exposed me to humor and fun on levels I hadn’t previously experienced. We lost touch when I left Maine but sometimes quipped on social media. The last time I saw him was years ago at Chili’s. I can still hear his voice. My heart goes out to his family. I know he loved you all so much.