Obituary of Ralph Michael Richard

Ralph Michael Richard passed peacefully on Tuesday, January 14, 2020. He shared 90 years of love with his extraordinary friends, collogues and loving family. Visiting hours will be held on Monday, January 20th from 1-4 pm at the Norman Dean Home For Services. A Funeral Service will begin at 3:30. Interment to take place on Tuesday, January 21st at 12 o’clock in the afternoon at St. John’s Cemetery, Queens. Donations in his name may be made to the great work of Celebrate The Children School by way of www.inmemof.org Please share your memories here. His family will cherish them forever. Ralph was born in 1929 to the late Frank and Angelina. A product of the great depression and the greatest generation- Ralph new the value of a dollar and hard work. After his schooling, he enlisted with the US Army to serve our country. Upon his honorable discharge he married Cecile Boivin and the they settled in New Jersey to raise a family of their own. Ralph worked hard as a commercial real estate agent and was quite good at it. He was a people person for sure and loved making deals. He was the driving force behind many huge acquisitions through the years. When he wasn’t at work he enjoyed gardening and puttering around the house. He was a work horse and created many beautiful landscapes in and outside of their family home. His happiest times of course were on the water. Ralph loved to fish and made a point to travel to Canada, Lake George and Barnegat Light. Above it all his family was tops. He adored his Cecile and was so very proud of his children. He was the adored “Papie” to his three grandchildren and bragged of the kids to whoever would listen. Although we are saddened by his passing we take comfort in knowing he is watching from above with love and pride. He leaves beautiful memories to his beloved wife Cecile of 55 years; his children Elisa Rodrigues (Mark) and Son Michael Richard; his grandchildren Max, Alex and Sophia; and many dear relatives and friends For years, the riverbank was where Your soul felt most at peace Your heart was most content when there With the fish and the geese But then, your spirit came to rest Where angels chose to roam And once equipped with ten pound test You made yourself at home. The sky became your deep blue sea The clouds became your shore And there, for all eternity You sat with friends galore Each angel was a fisherman Who had traded his pole For golden wings and a game plan At Heaven’s Fishing Hole. The tales you told about each catch Its stature and its girth Will live in memories unmatched As days pass here on earth Until we meet again, one day Upon God’s golden sand We’ll picture you, no other way Than with a pole in hand.