BANGOR AND PRESQUE ISLE – Andrew H. Coffin, 47, passed away unexpectedly, Wednesday Dec. 18, 2013 in Portland. He was born Aug. 25, 1966, in Presque Isle, the son of Artie and Mary (Wilson) Coffin.
Andrew grew up in Presque Isle and graduated from Presque Isle High school in 1985. He moved to Bangor in 1988 to work for Briggs Distributors and then in 1998 for Colonial Beverage. He was also employed by Pine State Trading Company from 2002 until present. Andrew married the love of his life, Kimberly McLellan in February of 1998 and their daughter, Sierra was born later that year. His family was most important to him, especially his two girls, Kim and Sierra. It was well known that Andrew lived life by his rules and that was that. With that though he had a huge heart for people and would do anything to help somebody. He loved campfires with his family and friends, watching the Green Bay Packers and playing PlayStation. He loved his cats and his dog, Spab.
In addition to his mother, Mary of Presque Isle, he leaves behind his wife, Kimberly Coffin and their daughter, Sierra Rose of Bangor, two sisters, Laurie Ann Coffin of Presque Isle and Maryjo Tardif of Brewer, many nieces, nephews, great-nieces and nephews. He will also be remembered by a close friend, Shawn Hanscomb of Presque Isle. He was predeceased by his father, Artie Hall Coffin.
A service of remembrance will be held 5:30 p.m. Saturday, Dec. 28, at Brookings-Smith, 133 Center St., Bangor, with the Rev. Grace Bartlett officiating. Relatives and friends may visit from 4:30 p.m. until time of service. The family invites friends to share conversation and refreshments at the Family Reception Center of Brookings-Smith, 163 Center St., Bangor, following the service. Gifts in his memory may be made to the Bangor Humane Society, 693 Mt. Hope Ave., Bangor, ME 04401. Condolences to the family may be expressed at www.Brookings-Smith.com.
Life can be sweet; life can be sour.
Life can rip you apart like you’re a delicate flower.
Sometimes there is good; sometimes it’s bad.
Sometimes you will fight through it very mad.
But it doesn’t matter how you feel.
It’s how you fight through all your ordeals.
You’ll wish for sun when there is only rain.
Following you around, causing your pain,
Life can chew you up. Then it will spit you out.
Making you feel like there is nothing but doubt.
You will laugh; you will cry
As you watch happier people walk on by
Some have wealth; Some just don’t need a lot.
But some have things happen to them that they do not deserve.
Only filling them with a life of hurt.
Some are struck with illness, some with fate.
Some don’t have anything to ease their pain.
But all you can do is live through the pain; don’t give up,
Whether there is sun or rain.
Get off the ground, put a smile on your face
Then walk off, because you have what it takes.
Written by Andrew’s daughter, Sierra