January 13, 1987 – April 8, 2020
Zachary Powers-Alves, “Zach,” age 33, of Somerset, passed away Wednesday, April 8, 2020, in Curahealth Hospital in Stoughton. Born in Fall River, a son of Kyle Alves of New Bedford and Colleen Powers of Warren, RI, he was tremendously and unconditionally loved. A graduate of Somerset High School, Class of 2005, Zach loved doing community service projects. He established an annual toy drive for St. Anne’s Hospital for ten years, which yielded over 10,000 gifts for the Pediatric Unit. He also fundraised for the Children’s Advocacy Center, by developing a Holiday CD, as well as a concert – both of which donated 100% profits to the CAC.
A talented musician, he played the harmonica, guitar, sang and wrote songs. He was a huge Bruce Springsteen fan and attended a great number of his concerts. His best times spent were with his family and, most of all, his eight-month-old son Landon, whom he adored.
Zach had a huge heart and always thought of others. His heart was eventually the reason he passed, but his character, empathetic nature, and loving soul will live on through his son, Landon.
In addition to his parents, he is survived by his beloved son, Landon Shane Wade Powers; his life partner, Amy Wuerstlin of Franklin; stepmother Shannon Alves; three brothers, Jake, Connor and Ben Alves; maternal grandparents, Harry and Catharine Powers of Somerset; paternal grandmother Patricia Alves of Fall River and many aunts, uncles and cousins. He was the grandson of the late Mr. Joseph Alves.
Due to current restrictions on public gatherings, his services will be private. Contributions in his honor may be made to the Children’s Advocacy Center (CAC) of Bristol County, 58 Arch St., Fall River, MA 02724 or on line donations can be made on the CAC web site at http://cacofbc.org/. Cards and notes to family can be mailed to 164 Harrison Avenue, Somerset, MA.
April 15, 2020
Dear Harry, Kathy and Colleen,
Words cannot express how deeply saddened I was to hear of Zachary's untimely passing. I remember reading the article about the toy drive and thinking what a truly wonderful gesture of kindness that was to the community. You are all in my thoughts and prayers at this difficult time as I offer you my very deepest sympathy.
April 12, 2020
Colleen I am deeply saddened by your loss. May God comfort you and your family in this time of sorrow and in the days to come.
With complete sympathy Norm Paquin
Jennifer (Paquin) Gilbert
April 12, 2020
Harry, Cathy and Colleen, I was deeply saddened to learn of Zachary's passing. Growing up across the street from you on Harrison Ave, I remember when Zachary was born and can still picture him as a young boy playing in your front yard. Please know that I will be praying for you during this incredibly difficult time. My deepest sympathy to you all.
April 11, 2020
This is the most recent picture I have of us (this past December), but far from the last time we saw you - we’ve obviously been together many, many times since. I remember where we were at. You moved into a place a few towns over. You set up decor with Landon in mind. A Disney+ account. Had baby toys or things like teething rings and pacifiers that you’d pick up, out and about, usually on foot, and so that you could create your own “dad go bag”. I remember being proud of you here. Also proud of us and our ability to never turn on each other, “truly,” despite ongoing up-and-downs. It’d been a few months since we last lived together. So many times you drove me CRAZY— your combativeness. But we’d always end up saying, “We’re going to do this. We CAN do this.” Being ‘together’ wasn’t the goal. You did want a place where we could hang as family. You would consistently use words like that, too. Saying, “I just want to be a good dad and life partner.” (Life partner is the term you liked. Difficult to explain to some, but it meant what it meant to us... and our original coparenting goal was always something we’d return back to as a marker). You’d say how you wanted to provide and how you’re going to work your whole life towards that if you have to. There were so many struggles for you and you fought tooth and nail. Eventually health issues landed you in the hospital, which made things both easier and more difficult on you. Things outside of the hospital hadn’t been easy on you either. Sometimes it weighed so heavy, other times you‘d create possible out of the impossible. Crafty, resourceful, fearless. Moving from place to place, yet your held dream for the future was always one of stability and friendship and one that would eventually— hopefully— be something Landon could grow up seeing as a happy example: his parents, with the ability to remain close, in our way. Drove me “literally insane”, but you were home. No façade, ever. My car still smells like your Newports.
April 11, 2020
I just shared a “memory” on here but as I was fearful of, I didn’t even scratch the surface of things I could say about Zachary and what he meant in both mine and Landon’s life. I don’t think I’m even going to try... at least not here. Zach, I know you know my heart without words. You knew we loved you and had we’d known of your unexpected and sudden passing (it was still sudden and unexpected despite the health issues you were fighting in the hospital... I never thought you’d be gone... especially not like this... not right now... you were a fighter. You fought EVERYTHING. This wasn’t supposed to happen. It’s unfair....) As I was saying, you knew that had we’d been able, that I would’ve dropped everything to rush myself and our son to see you. I’ve done it before. I would never betray you. As I always told you, I have your back. I’m on your side. You are always Landon’s dad. I hope wherever you are, you are not scared. I wish we could love on you at least one more time, to hold you and tell you everything’s going to be okay. We’ve got things covered. Please don’t worry your huge, stubborn, sometimes-overly-paranoid, restless, but again— HUGE and lovely, never-stops-caring heart. You’re okay. I hope you are okay. We’re going to be okay. I hope wherever you are, you’ll still come hang out with us (in spirit) from time to time and to watch how much your son grows— even now, everyday he’s growing— and how smart, curious, and assertive he is, like you, among many more qualities, which I’m sure he’ll grow into as well. I keep hearing your voice in my head. I weirdly imagine or sense your presence the most when I’m petting Molly and she’s wiggling all crazy-like. I’ll hear your “Molly voice” ringing in my ears. Or how you always said to me, “The only things that matter are you, Landon, and Molly.” We love you. We got this. Thank you for making it so easy to never even have to think about being anyone other than myself around you, no matter what.
April 11, 2020
God. Since this has gone up I’ve wondered what to say because there’s nothing in the world of words that I feel would suffice to talk about Zach— or something to remember him by, because I feel there’s just limitless things I could say. I don’t know how to describe our bond or the particular dynamics of our relationship. We were family. From the get go. Best friends. Even when we no longer considered ourselves romantically involved, we share a beautiful son, and Zach loved us so, so, so, so very much, and never hesitated to tell us all the way up until the day he died. Zach always wanted to be a dad and loved being a dad— obsessed with his son and always thinking about him. Always thinking and talking about the future with us. I’m glad I have letters he wrote of it, too. We had a mutual vision of what we wanted our coparenting relationship to look like in the event we weren’t in a “relationship”... and it was lovely. It was inclusive. No matter what, we were family. No matter how good or bad it was between us, we would always, always, always get back to that place where we could lounge together as a family— Zach, myself, our son Landon, and Molly (who is my-dog-turned-“our” dog who Zach referred to as his “little baby princess”— oh my goodness, he SERIOUSLY loved and adored her). He cried, laughed, and cuddled with her, and even wanted to speak to her over the phone on the many nights he called to say goodnight to Landon, usually when he was in the hospital, and unable to see him, especially near the end, due to the current pandemic. Even in songs he wrote, you’ll hear mentioning of Molly. But that was his— and our— favorite thing to do together: to lie around, laughing at ridiculous shows, curling up with Landon and Molly. Nonstop baby talk. With many snacks and his infatuation / deep knowledge of marijuana products— these were things he enjoyed. At his best, which I consider to be the truest version of him, he...... aaand I ran out of characters. Too much to say.
April 11, 2020
Zach, you were like a brother to me since we were little kids playing Indiana Jones in the neighborhood. I remember your strong opinions and you and Shayne bringing me to get my first tattoo. We had a history of ups and downs and loss our closeness over the years, but I always wanted the best for you. I know how much you were excited to be a father and how much that would impact your life. You will live on in our hearts and thoughts and through your son. You will not be forgotten, I promise you that. I’m sure you’ve got Bruce Springsteen on high volume and are debating your options with someone right now! Much love my old friend, brother. Thinking about all the Powers and Alves family, and Amy and Landon, I’m here for support.
April 11, 2020
Rest In Peace my Friend, I know you will be on the lookout for Shayne & Wade.
April 10, 2020
I first heard about Zach from his father whom was my teacher 20 years ago and a GREAT MAN KYLE ALVES. He used to talk about his love for his son as well as the joy he brought to his father during class at times. I then had the pleasure to meet Zach just a few years back all grown up and we kept in contact up until he was about to be a dad and seeking some advice. I told him how lucky he was to have a dad like Kyle......many years had passed since I heard about him as a little boy and I told him how his dad was a special man and what he did for me as a teacher/mentor, most things I never got to tell Kyle. We had some great talks, alot of how great a man his dad was and how he wanted to be a great father to his son. Kyle I am so sorry for your loss. There are no words that can take your pain away, just know that I'm thinking of you and your family during this difficult time. Wish I could pay my respects in person. Rest In Peace Zach. To Kyle, God Bless, you are on my mind and in my prayers
April 10, 2020
They say people come into your life for a reason. I truly believe you were placed in my life to bring my baby brother closer to me for the last few months of his life. You were a great friend to my late brother. If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have got that time with him before his passing. I'm sure he was there to greet you. You were a great person with a huge heart. My deepest condolences to your family. May you have eternal peace my friend. 💔
Kimberly White (Thorpe)
April 10, 2020
I had the pleasure of knowing Zachary is high school. We weren't very close but he was always kind to me and we shared a few laughs. My heart goes out to all of his loved ones in this difficult time.
April 10, 2020
I am truly saddened to hear this heartbreaking news. My thoughts and prayers go out to his family and friends.
Zach , in your memory I reflect on the happy times , the young boy playing soccer, your kindness with children’s toy drives ,the benefit concert, the fun & laughter you brought into my home. The days of silly film productions, guitar playing, the friends crew being goofy, Red Sox games, the love & appreciation of Springsteen, and the amazing concerts of course!! Keep rocking to the Boss!
“Leave behind your sorrows, let this day be the last, tomorrow there’ll be sunshine ,all this darkness past, big wheels roll through fields where sunlight streams” may you Rest In Peace Zach the land of hopes and dreams🙏🏻❤️
April 9, 2020
My heart is broken at the news of losing “Z”.
My warmest memories of Zac growing up was his smile. He had the best smile. He had a quick wit that made you laugh. When he was involved in any project he believed in, he was all in!
And I swear he always won at L-R-C!
May “Z’ Rest In Peace.