Sgt. Peter A. Carminati
Peter Anthony Carminati was born in Orange, N.J., August 19, 1937. He was the son of Anthony Carminati of Florence, Italy, and Joan Paterson Dunlop Carminati of Holyoke, Mass.
He spent a great deal of his teen years in Europe with his family, and enjoyed recounting many of his adventures there.
Peter entered the U.S. Coast Guard at the age of 19, after completing his first tour of duty with them, he transferred to the U.S. Air Force, and retired from the military after a total of 21 years of service.
After his father’s death, he and his Mother moved to Brooksville, Maine, where Peter worked in various occupations, lovingly taking care of his Mom until her death.
Later Peter moved to Stonington, Maine, where he was a member of the American Legion Rodney Stinson Post 102. He also previously attended the Stonington Methodist Church, and more recently The Community of Christ Church.
After a serious fall in May 2020, Peter moved into the Island Nursing Home where he has been lovingly cared for. He survived COVID—with only one overnight trip to the Blue Hill hospital for a bit of heavy duty oxygen—all the while dealing with dialysis three times a week.
He loved dogs; his favorite was a Newfoundland he had as a child. He loved making people “Giggle”, and his favorite saying was…“Don’t get losted…”
Peter went home to Jesus April 8, 2021.
Rest in Peace, dear Peter—God bless your soul! Amen.
Richard D. Goodwin
STONINGTON—Richard Donald Goodwin, 53, of Stonington, died unexpectedly April 6, 2021, the result of an automobile accident. Richard, one of two children, was born April 30, 1967, in Castine, Maine.
Richard was the master of all he surveyed at Sand Beach. He enjoyed gardening and tinkering in his shop. He loved gaming on his computer, visiting with his friends on the porch, and enjoying his Sand Beach view. He could talk with anyone he met. He made friends easily and was loved by all who truly knew him. He was a member of the IOOF Joshua Davis Lodge #145 in Stonington, Maine.
Richard was predeceased by his grandparents, Donald and Norma McGuffie. Survivors include his stepfather and mother, William B. and Jean (McGuffie) Read, Jr. of Bangor, Maine; sister, Ana-Jean DeGennaro and husband, Rob, of St. Augustine, Fla.; stepbrother, Thomas Read of Hudson, Maine; special aunt, Donna Jackson of Ellsworth, Maine; cousins, Jennifer Jackson of Fairbanks, Ala., and Mollie Hutchins of Sedgwick, Maine; special niece, Brianna Jean Smith of Benbrook, Texas; Richard will also be forever missed by special friends, Mike, Barbara and Robbie Eaton of Stonington, Maine; Trisha Aiguier and family of Sullivan, Maine; special neighbor, George Lyons; and life-long and very special friends, Sherry Rochefort and Kecia Adams, both of Stonington, Maine. For those of us who knew him best, we will forever miss his very special big hugs.
The family will have private services.
For those wishing to make memorial contributions, please consider the Stonington Volunteer Fire Department. P.O. Box 472, Stonington, ME 04681
Arrangements have been entrusted to the care of Bragdon-Kelley Funeral Home, Ellsworth, where online condolences may be shared: bragdonkelley.com.
Michael B. Wood
After a full day of gardening with his wife, Mike Wood died on April 2, 2021, suddenly and serenely under a spring sky full of birds, serenaded by peepers, at his home in Deer Isle, Maine, after a very full life.
Michael Bradley Wood was born on February 18, 1952, in Worcester, Mass., to Louise Lewis and Osgood Bradley Wood. The third of four children, he arrived three minutes before his twin brother Robert, making him the elder and therefore the wiser of the two, as he never let Rob forget. He first demonstrated his penchant for using car bumpers fully and frequently at the age of three when he crawled into the family car and released the emergency break.
Mike graduated from Williams College in 1974 with a B.A. in history and art history. He earned his teacher’s certificate from the University of Maine in 1976. He was launched into his lifelong career as an educator with a reference from his professor at Williams College, stating that Mike “was not a great student, but he is an enormously decent person.” Similarly, every one of his references for his initial position at Deer Isle-Stonington High School gave him above average marks in all categories, except for his personal appearance. It was, in part, Mike’s imperfections that made him an exceptional teacher in and out of the classroom. Mike was undeniably and unapologetically himself, rarely spotted in a pair of clean pants without holes in his pockets, but always with a moment to spare and a sparkle in his eye.
In 1981, after years of courting, he convinced his love, Nancy Dewey, to move to Deer Isle to build a cabin in the woods, raise pigs and chickens, and see where the adventure of life took them. They married in 1982 outside their cabin on Stanley Field Road, embarking on a life of kindness, compromise, and true love. Their daughter Megan burst into their life in 1984 followed by Tia in 1987. Mike loved his daughters gently, patiently, and joyfully; ever present, never judgmental, and always eager to see what they might do next. He taught them how to be resilient and kind, as he always taught, by example. He encouraged them not to compare themselves, to choose their battles wisely, and to always give back to the world that had given them so much. He educated them on the most important life skills: how to canoe, play poker, hitchhike, and fish, if not catch.
Mike parented and taught as he did everything, with heart, commitment, and remarkable joie de vivre. His appetite for life and learning was contagious in his classrooms. He did not believe in perfection, but of growth as he explained to many a student that complained at his refusal to award a 100%. He understood that each student has different strengths to be harnessed, hurdles to be overcome, and goals to work towards. He provided guidance, advocacy, and encouragement while expecting no less than each person’s best efforts.
He was a builder of curriculums, adventures, and most notable of communities. Communities seemed to congeal around Mike as spontaneously as clutter appeared in his vehicles. As a regular at ping-pong and poker nights, committee member of Island Workforce Housing (IWH), and as executive committee member of the annual men’s canoe trip, Mike fostered bonds between people and encouraged the better side of individuals to grow.
Mike “retired” from his full-time teaching position in 2011. He never did leave his position as Mr. Wood. He continued to substitute teach, participated in many island organizations, was always eager to offer up his thoughts on educational issues, and loved catching up with past students, now peers. He used his newfound time and freedom to continue to explore the world and be in his favorite environment, the wilderness. He captained a barge down the canals of Amsterdam, where he continued to demonstrate his penchant for disregarding rules of navigation by scraping said barge along the interior of one 16th century tunnel. He hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and returned to Peru with his wife. He puttered around the island and his home that he so deeply loved bringing new life to his and Nancy’s gardens, beehives, and dreams of the future, up until the day he died.
Mike welcomed each day at dawn, looking forward to learning a new skill, understanding a different perspective, building a chair for a friend, and gently prodding the efforts of his latest endeavors forward. It is fitting that IWH, a project that Mike has worked on for decades, has taken a meaningful step forward after Mike’s death, with broad support from the community. Mike would not wish his passing to be the end of anything but rather a reminder of what life can be. His family asks that you consider performing unexpected and unsolicited acts of kindness in his memory and invest your time and/or money in a project that has meaning to you.
Mike is survived by his siblings John, Helen and Rob, nieces and nephews Abby, Anders, and Ben, great nieces and nephews, Bailey, Theo, and Baxter, daughters Megan and Tia, and his wife and life-long friend Nancy Dewey.
A celebration of life is being planned for this September.