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OFFICIAL OBITUARY FOR

Frederick Joseph Marcil, Jr.

1939 - 2021

North Providence

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Frederick Marcil passed away peacefully at Hopkins Manor Nursing Home on March 14, 2021. He went to be with God at the age of 81 years.

Born in the Mount Pleasant section of Providence, Rhode Island on September 9, 1939. Lovingly remembered by daughter Cynthia Cardena and her husband Peter of Weston, Florida and brother Paul Marcil and his wife Diana of Wells, Maine. Grandson Christopher and wife Crystalle Cardena of Pembroke Pines, Florida and great grandchildren Ava and Alexander. Grandson Peter and wife Katerina Cardena of Vienna, Austria. He was also fond of his nieces and nephews. 

Special thanks to all the nursing staff and caregivers at Hopkins Manor (Lincoln Wood) Nursing Home. They enjoyed his stories and charm. He was treated like family. Thank you to all family and friends who reached out with loving support.

Fred was predeceased by his parents Frederick Marcil and Gertrude (Croft) Marcil, his brother Robert Marcil, and his sister Joan (Marcil) Courtemanche.

Fred attended Blessed Sacrament School and Church in Providence, North Providence High School and took classes at the University of Rhode Island. He joined the Army after High School and was a member of the Army National Guard.

Fred married Joan Linehan of Providence. They had two children Christopher and Cynthia. Christopher passed away of heart complications as an infant.

Fred chose a career in Banking and Finance and worked in that capacity until his retirement. His famous saying was, "You'll be cool in Summer and warm in the Winter."

Fred had a great sense of style. He would leave for work each morning in a freshly pressed suit, tie, spit shined shoes and a leather briefcase. He spent his after work hours sporting a stylish polo shirt, pressed khaki's and loafers.

Fredy had an amazing love for life. He was always very positive and never had a bad word to say about anyone. He was a natural born salesman and legendary conversationalist (he talked, everyone else listened) and was always the life of the party.

Saturday would find him working in the yard, swinging a paint brush, cutting the grass, washing and waxing his always very stylish car with a cigarette in his mouth and a can of beer in his hand.

Sundays would find him at the Roger Williams Park Zoo, a jazz club in Providence, or at the Treadway Hotel in Newport catching some great live jazz.

Fred was one of a kind with a very special sense of time (he was always late to everything), a larger than life personality with a voracious appetite for life. His passing leaves a void that will not soon be filled.

A private family committal service will take place at St. Ann's Cemetery, Cranston, Rhode Island on Saturday, March 20, 2021, at 1:00 p.m.  All COVID-19 protocols including mask wearing, occupancy limits and social distancing will be observed.   A lunch reception will follow for invited guests.

 

 

 

 

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MICHELLE COTE

March 21, 2021 4:35 PM

Our dear friend Fred, One of a kind. I had the pleasure of meeting Fred in his later years and I can only imagine what Fred was Like in his earlier years. Cynthia is right about all those wonderful things she mention in Fred's Obituary. Rest in peace Frederick, where ever you are I am sure you are chamming the pants off everyone. God Sped

Pat Delellis

March 19, 2021 1:44 PM

Dear dear Fred, where do I begin... My earliest memory of you was when I was a little girl and you and my sister Joan picked me up to go to the beach. This was very special to me since I had never been to the ocean nor did I know how to swim and you were both very patient as I chose to play in the sand. I remember being at your home in Warwick with you and Joan and little Christopher and I remember touching his little face before he was called to heaven. I didn't understand then the sadness both you and my sister were enduring since all I knew was that the whole family was sad. Oh, and I also remember using the bathroom and seeing "playboy" magazines next to the toilet and of course I peeked lol I left feeling guilty  wondering if anyone knew that I had peeked My mother always thought of you over the years and would include you in our get togethers since she loved you. Around 3 years ago I received a call from your devoted daughter asking for help taking you to the doctors since she couldn't be here as much as she would have liked. Sooo I became your Uber driver from then till around 7 months ago. Fred, you referred to me as your sister in-law, friend and the best one was Sargent as Cindy had the "General" title haha I cannot count the number of times we would drive down Smith St. to the Roger Williams Medical Center and the amazing stories you would tell me of the way it use to be. back in the day as I enjoyed every story. Fred, I always fibbed to you about the time of the appointments (usually by 1/2 hour) because you were always late and that was probably because you ran into a friend on the way down to my car. I ended up bringing a book with me while I was waiting.. :)  We use to stop at Friendly's on the way home which made you happy and you always wanted to buy me a meal. Thank you Fred it was much appreciated. We had many conversations during this time which are now part of my wonderful memories of you...I am saddened by this worlds loss of your wonderful spirit and I pray you are with those you loved in heaven right now. I visited you on March 1st as I brought you a phone from your thoughtful daughter Cindy and as I walked in you raised your hands and said, Patty how are you" I was happy you were alert at that moment as you soon drifted off and wasn't aware I had left :( God Bless you Fred, your forever sister in-law and friend. Love, "Patty"

Diana Marcil

March 19, 2021 11:33 AM

Hi Fred! Hope you are enjoying the huge welcome you are receiving. I know a lot of people have been happily awaiting your entry into that realm where the bliss is even better than a beer and a smoke...if that's possible 😉. They're waiting for a good story and a laugh  because if anyone can provide that, it's YOU!!! 
While I haven't known you as long as others here, I always found  your voice and humor unique
 When you'd talk with Paul on the phone I'd always chuckle when you started every conversation with "Hey Brotha!!!" ...but sweetly always end with "Give my love to Diana and the girls". That meant a lot. Your conversations with him always showed you were proud and happy for him, regardless of the hardships and losses you endured. You never made comparisons, just made him feel good. I know he's going to miss those phone calls and the occasional meals out at Chelo's. All the wait staff connected with you so easily...and you made it clear you were having the time of your life! And now you can hang out with George and reminisce about your lunches with him and Paul at Hometown Buffet. Those lunches ran a minimum of 3 hours and it was always fun to hear about it at night when I got home from work. 
Well Fred signing off for now. Enjoy yourself and know you are loved.

Diana Marcil 

Peter Cardena

March 18, 2021 2:44 PM

Papa, your impact on my life is immeasurable. You were my closest and favorite grandparent growing up, and for good reason. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I am passionate about history and Europe. This was for the most part thanks to you. My earliest memories of you are from when we still lived in Rhode Island. I fondly recall spending Friday nights at your place with Chris and Cha Cha (our cat), watching the history channel or a movie and eating Ronzio’s pizza and Snickers and Twix candy bars (a kid’s dream). Mom wasn’t crazy about Chris and I being exposed to the cigarette smoke and getting the smell in our clothes and hair, but it was a small price to pay to spend time with you.


Stepping into your home was like going back in time with all of your 1920s-1950s Americana decor and memorabilia. The black and white family photo albums of your parents and other relatives, jazz records and your book collection always provoked interest and wonder in me of the past. Now as an Adult, I understand that it was in this environment, at a young and impressionable age, that my innate passion for history was cultivated and nourished. You were my first exposure to the past. Your explanations of the Second World War, the battles, the major events and the individuals involved, always left me fascinated and wanting to know more. I especially enjoyed hearing your personal accounts of our own family’s history. Stories about your parents and grandparents and the things that happened in their lives long before my existence. You kept them alive by discussing their stories and passing them on to us, your grandchildren. Of course now, I will be the one to carry the torch and pass these stories on to the next generation, god willing. By passing on these stories it keeps our family’s memories alive.

Many family members have told me over the years that I inherited a great deal of traits and features from you. I suppose this is one of the reasons why I always felt a strong connection and bond to you, apart from being your kin. Of course, not everyone that drew these parallels between us meant it in a nice way. Saint Augustine famously wrote in his work, The City of God, that “a man has as many masters as he has vices.” As human beings we all have our weakness and vices. I am no exception and neither were you. Many in our own family were critical of your beer and cigarette habit, understandably so in some circumstances, but I personally never judged you for it, as you were my grandfather and I loved and respected you unconditionally. I have to say that I drew many lessons from your life, including what not to do. Thank you for showing me these things, the good and the bad, so that I could become better.

On a higher note, what I will miss the most about you is your humor, your laugh, your mannerisms, your one liners, your stories, your positive attitude, and your goofiness. You were a unique individual Papa, I have never met anyone else like you in my life. I always saw you as an English gentleman. What I will miss the most is seeing and hearing you, especially giving you a hug and a kiss on your freshly shaved face and getting that scent of cigarettes mixed with aftershave. The image of you wearing a New York Yankees hat with a polo shirt and khaki pants and boat shoes is forever ingrained in my mind. You were like a unique caricature of yourself, especially with your famous toupee, which had bald patches in it, ha ha! And was only worn on special occasions. I’ll never forget when you gifted me a blazer and told me that you got it for half the price cause the guy who owned it before died in it ha ha! It's things like these which always gave me a positive and loving perception of you. Life is not meant to be taken too seriously! The few times I saw you upset in my life were when you spoke about your son Chris. I know it pained you tremendously to have lost an infant child. Some wounds don’t always heal, but I take comfort in knowing that you now have the opportunity to be with your son that you internally mourned for so many years.

I will greatly miss coming to Rhode Island to visit you and our lunch and dinners at Twin Oaks and other famous Rhode Island establishments. I always loved to stand outside of the restaurants with you during your cigarette breaks to hear your stories. It’s the little things that make a big impact. Thank you Papa for teaching me to be a gentleman, countless smiles, moments of laughter, love and joy. I will miss you with all my heart until the end of my days. I hope and pray that we will see each other again on the other side. Until then, with love always, your grandson Peter.

P.S.

Your former next door neighbor on Harvest street, Daniel Medeiros, when asked about you said, “One of a kind. He always reminded me of what was right about America. He loved baseball, enjoyed American beer and had old school values.”

I think that about sums it up perfectly, and I couldn’t have said it better myself. As your generation starts to go, we will unfortunately lose that connection to simplicity and decency from the past. Despite that, I promise you that I will do my best to carry on your legacy and values. Until next time, Papa.







Kathy Adler

March 18, 2021 1:46 PM

My uncle Fred was a very special man. He always had a good word to say and a joke. When I was young we used to go to my grandmother and grandfather's house on Sundays for lunch, he would be there any look at me with his arm raised any say hey Kathy how are you doing and would give me a big smile. As we grew up I tried from time to time to stay in touch with him. We had our families and I would call him at times to see if he wanted to come for Thanksgiving most of the time he was busy with friends. He always looked good pants with a press right down the middle shirts that were ironed and shoes that were shined. He always had a good word to say about people he was special to me and I will be forever thankful that God brought him into our family. He helped us also that one time get a mortgage for our farmhouse in Massachusetts. He was a great Banker and a kind man. I love you Uncle Fred and will miss you.

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