Louise Benedicta Anderson

B. February 21, 1909 in Camden Maine
D. April 8, 2002 in Bradenton Florida.

3rd-born child of Annie Gilley Anderson and Anders Anderson. They were respectively: the daughter of a lighthouse keeper and battle wounded Civil War veteran who grew up on the lights at Mt. Desert Rock, Mark Island and Negro Island (now Curtis Island), and the Swedish immigrant sea captain of numerous great sailing vessels out of Camden and Rockland.

Grew up in Rockland with her older sister Julia and older brother John, and with her younger brothers Gilbert and Bob and younger sister Marion, who alone of her siblings, still survives her.

Grew up in an active, loving family of hardworking Christians who were the bedrock of old-time Maine.

Graduated from Nasson College and became a nutritionist who worked for most of her adult life in New York City, at Mt. Sinai hospital and other schools and camps over the years.

She never married, but lived a life full of friends and extended family. She was beloved by her nieces and nephews, for whom, her summertime arrivals in Maine were days of great excitement and adventure. She was a kind hearted, cool-headed woman, with great will and determination, who smiled easily and dealt with her adversities with great calm and stoicism. She was very proud of her family and carefully collected and took care of the family history and artifacts and mementoes and was always free with sharing these memories and recollections of her ancestors. She was frugal, careful with planning and a meticulous host and homeowner, keeping records of her visitors who always signed her guestbook and her accounts and records with equal commitment.

A highpoint of her life was her visit to Sweden and the ancestral home of her fathers family. She retired to Florida 30+ years ago, where she lived an active and giving life as next door neighbor to her beloved sister, Marion. She worked diligently for her church and for many years anchored the local Meals on Wheels program delivering food to shut in elderly people.

She read at least a little of the Bible every day and tried to do good and to be kind and in control, rarely showing real temper greater than annoyance and always eager to smile or laugh at a funny story.

In her last couple of years, though confined to an assisted living residence and hospitals, she bore her sufferings with great strength and character and would often say, "I just try to make the best of it" or "I am a lot better off than many other people" and other expressions of her faith and fortitude.

She leaves a long list of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends who treasured her and loved her.

John Anderson