Silas Foster Peaslee
August 27, 1929 – March 13, 2018
On Tuesday, March 13, 2018, Red Sox Nation lost its number one fan. This loss will be felt across the state of Maine with a significant drop in annual sales at Marden’s. On a positive note many local restaurants will likely see a decrease in fork and jelly packet expenditures.
On August 25, 1929 Silas Foster Peaslee was welcomed into this world by his parents Waldo and Pearl (Parks) and two older sisters Ilean and Ida as well as two brothers Harold and Gregory who have spent their lives absolutely entertained by the antics of their brother. His class-clown behavior was endearing to many and captured the heart of his love, Charlotte West, whom he married on February 1, 1951.
Serving his country during WWII as a paratrooper in the 11th Airborne, was a great decision as the Army paid an extra $50 (beer money) to those silly enough to jump out of perfectly good airplanes. His love of beer was less than his love for his bride Charlotte, when she made it clear he had to choose her or drinking (and she looked far better in a bikini). He chose well, Charlotte and Silas raised ten children and made the difference in the lives of many others as foster parents. Their house, while a chaotic mess at times, made up for what it lacked in finances with love, laughter and plenty of spaghetti to go around (and sometimes, if you were lucky, the melodic rhythms of 2 Live Crew). Always proud of his service, he enjoyed many trips with his daughters over the years to revisit his duty stations. This past summer he had the opportunity to participate in Maine’s Honor Flight trip with his son, Gary, and it’s likely the smile from that trip is still on his face.
The loss of his fingers in a sawmill accident at twenty-nine could have set him back, but instead it provided the perfect knuckleball ball to screw with his grandchildren during backyard ball games. He most recently struck out a few at his 88th birthday party. While the other adults would be chatting, Gramps could always be found entertaining the children, who welcomed him into their circle with open arms, especially when he would allow them to braid his hair at the kitchen table, paint his toenails or were gifted with a piece of his magical belly lint.
One would think with ten children, twenty-eight grandchildren and forty-six great grandchildren, Silas would be a boisterous presence in any room. In fact, he was the opposite. It would be a challenge to anyone that knew him to think of a time when he needed to raise his voice to command attention or spoke ill of another person; he was soft spoken and a man of few words. He preferred to sit back and listen to those around him, taking joy in his grandchildren’s stories unless of course he had turned his hearing aid down, which was more likely the case.
As his children and grandchildren grew up, he would screen potential dates with a visit to the woodchipper, repair car-deer damage with wood from the backyard and continually instill his love of the Red Sox and Marden’s in them all. His devotion to what he loved was so strong that he even delayed his attendance (and that of several of his children and grandchildren) to his sister Ida’s funeral to make a visit to Marden’s prior to attending the graveside service and spent the reception of his granddaughter’s wedding in the bar cheering on the Red Sox as they swept the Angels in the 2004 ALDS Championships, a win that led to their first World Series Championship during his lifetime.
Silas continually upped the ante with his trickery and it is likely that there are purses out there with forks and jelly packets still hidden in their folds. He truly enjoyed his breakfasts out with his family, always the center of attention (or harassment from his daughters who challenged themselves to see who could feed him more or keep his coffee cup the fullest.) When not enjoying the most important meal of the day, he found enjoyment hanging out at the Oxford Casino. Just recently, always focusing on the glass half-full, Silas found excitement in his new kidney drains, citing the ability to never have to leave the penny slots to pee.
Silas was predeceased by the love of his life, Charlotte, sons Silas and Douglas Peaslee, sister Ida Davis and his beloved Ford Escort. His love of life and laughter will forever be carried in the hearts of his family; brothers Harold Peaslee and wife Jesse of Yelm, WA, Gregory Peaslee of Andover, sister Ilean Guild of Livermore; children Gary Peaslee and his wife Janice of Andover, Debora Gellatly and her husband Norm of Auburn, Bonnie Littlefield and her husband David of Portland, Sherri Curit and her husband Moe of North Yarmouth, Charlotte (Peaslee) Kane, Charlotte (Howard) Palmer and her husband Stan of Oxford, Ruth Ann (Hansen) Terrison of Portland, Trish (Hansen) Bragdon of Yarmouth and his daughter in-law Judy Peaslee, as well as his 28 grandchildren and 46 great grandchildren who will also carry the inane talent to stack wood perfectly when needed.
In lieu of flowers, the family asks that you spend $20 at the casino in his memory or share a cup of black coffee with someone you love. Please wear your finest Red Sox gear to the services.
- Charlotte Peaslee, Wife
- Silas Peaslee, Son
- Douglas Peaslee, Son
- Ida Davis, Sister
- Harold Peaslee, Brother
- Jesse Peaslee, Sister-in-law
- Gregory Peaslee, Brother
- Ilean Guild, Sister
- Gary Peaslee, Son
- Janice Peaslee, Daughter-in-law
- Debora Gellatly, Daughter
- Norm Gellatly, Son-in-law
- Bonnie Littlefield, Daughter
- David LIttlefield, Son-in-law
- Sherri Curit, Daughter
- Moe Curit, Son-in-law
- Charlotte Kane, Daughter
- Charlotte Palmer, Daughter
- Stan Palmer, Son-in-law
- Ruth Ann Terrison, Daughter
- Trish Bragdon, Daughter
- Judy Peaslee, Daughter-in-law
- 28 Grandchildren and 46 Great Grandchildren
- Visiting Hours Friday, March 23, 2018
Silas Foster Peaslee
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March 22, 2018
I met him once at a family Christmas party that we were invited to stop by and join the family. I have to say that you raised a very pretty fantastic red-headed daughter named Charlotte Palmer. She has been our neighbor for a few years, Charlotte made us feel part of her family and does to this day even though they moved to a new home. My prayers and thoughts are with you Charlotte, Stan, Autumn and of course your name sake Silas... Sounds like he has big shoes to fill. My condolences to your family! May he continue to feel the love that is his obit as it is filled with love in your memories of him. Love to you Charlotte, Stan, Autumn & Silas! ~~~Sandi & Craig
March 22, 2018
Uncle Foster you will be so missed. Having you as part of my life has always been a joy. Whenever we were together I always left with a smile on my facing feeling loved. You were a special man. Keep them smiling in Heaven. See you again someday :)
March 20, 2018
Grandpa, I love you more than I was ever able to explain. You were always there for anyone who needed you. I will always remember begging you to play ball with me, and you always would. I always loved our talks, and you always made me feel better. I take comfort in knowing I will see you again one day., as it says in John 11:25-26. I will keep you in my thoughts and in my prayers and know that God will pass them along to you. I love you Grandpa.
Love you so much, Emma, Kate, and Alex. <3
March 19, 2018
Foster and Charlotte would come to visit my parents,Walter and Erma Barter on Towne Farm Rd,and bring all their children!Ralph,Linda and myself would have fun raising hell with the Peaslees!Playing in the old barn and smoking cigarettes in the little cabin Ralph and i built!Riding bikes,wrestling,playing baseball,etc.and just having fun!!!Good times,good memories!!!R.I.P. Foster,gonna miss you,but will NEVER forget you!Say hi to Mum and Dad up there!God bless you,Love,Guy Newman Barter.
March 19, 2018
Oh grandpa, you were more than just my grandpa. You know that. You raised me when you didn’t have to. I will be forever grateful for that. I sit here and tell myself your not gone, but we all know that’s denial. I remember all our fun trips up to the VA... the first time you let me drive the car and shoot a shotgun (I was 12). You made yourself a grandpa to my friends, and anyone you met. I don’t know what to do without you grandpa. I still haven’t told your little man that your gone. I’m too scared. That little boy loves you with all his heart. I’m going to do the best I can grandpa. I know your always with me, and I’ll make you proud. Shawn, Connor and I love you so much!!
March 18, 2018
I did not know this amazing man, just knowing his daughter Trish, with the spunk of a strong will woman, he raised her well. I wish the family the strength that he provided to ALL of you, share his love and his want of family and his strong will to make sure you all were happy and obviously loved. What an amazing story, Trish, I totally understand every word. My heart was overwhelmed with love and joy for this man that I never met.
March 17, 2018
Uncle Foster, I'm so blessed to have had you in my life. I loved your sense of humor. I loved spending time with you when I came to visit and enjoyed when you visited us in Washington State. I'm so blessed to have all the cousins in my life, which take after you. They all have a good sense of humor. I know that your with your beloved Charolette now and watching over your children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. You will always hold a special place in my heart. Love your niece Anita
March 17, 2018
I only had the pleasure of his company once, but I will never forget the kind comedy of that very first hand shake. Silas left an impression on me that I will never forget. The loss of him is great, but his presence in the hearts of all of us is far greater. Toni D (Momma D)
March 16, 2018
Dear father you were a loving father in law and my Red Sox friend ! Rip father and and tell Doug I miss him ! sure going to miss your humor! Love you your daughter in law Judy ⚾️
March 16, 2018
One time I was coming up to the house to see Brianna and I was walking up to the house and I didn’t realize he didn’t hear me coming and I startled him and he almost bashed me in the head with the damn snow shovel...I never snuck up on him again ❤️
March 16, 2018
We were always amazed at how much of a "go-getter" he was as soon as we moved in up back. Silas would be out in any weather cutting and splitting his firewood and barely taking a break. He was like the Energizer bunny in human form. He was always smiling no matter what the weather was or how he he was feeling that day and he always had a positive outlook to the future because he needed to cut and split some more wood soon. We really admired him because of his positive attitude no matter what life threw at him and he really dealt with a lot in the past few years and always with a smile and a big independent streak in him.