Rosalie Snow Albert


Dallas, Pa. - Rosalie Snow Albert, aged 89, passed away peacefully at home, surrounded by her beloved husband, daughter and grandson. She was born in Prentice, Maine, on November 6th, 1929, in the family homestead, the daughter of Eleanor and James Snow, the second of three children.
After graduating from Bangor High School, she obtained a Bachelor Degree in Foreign Languages from The University of Maine in Orono. She married Bertrand Albert on June 28th, 1958, and was relocated to various states, due to her husband's position in sales. Rosalie was a classroom teacher in four different states including Augusta Maine, Reading, Massachusetts, Ocala, Florida and Dallas, Pennsylvania. She was affectionately known as "Madame Abert" while she taught French at Gate of Heaven School until her retirement, at the age of 72. Rosalie was the first female Eucharistic Minister at that church. Rosalie is an author of children's books and is especially known for writing Whitey Wooly Lamb. She conducted book readings at many elementary schools throughout Pennsylvania and Florida. Rosalie also owned the dress boutique, Mrs. A's, in Dallas, Pennsylvania. After retiring, she and her husband spent winters vacationing in Vero Beach, Florida.
Rosalie is survived by her devoted husband, Bertrand, her sister, Gail Scammon, sister-in-law, Polly Snow, her favorite cousin, Beverly Smart, her beloved daughter, Rebecca Scheirer, son, Daniel Albert, and grandchildren, Patrick Albert, Danielle Albert, and David Scheirer. She was predeceased by her mother, Eleanor McLaughlin, father, James Snow, stepfather, Ivory McLaughlin, and brother, Robert Snow.
A special mass service will be held Thursday, January 31th, 2019, at Gate of Heaven Church, in Dallas, Pennsylvania, at 5:00 p.m. A dinner buffet will be provided for her family and friends at Leggio's Italian Ristorante, at 6:30 p.m.
Published on January 29, 2019
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JoAnn Helen Lacrosse Holton
Feb 18, 2019
I send my Deepest prayers and thoughts And Condolences to my Cousin Rosalie’s Family
Feb 06, 2019
I was deeply touched by the ode written to and for a special woman, whom you loved dearly. May an abundance of fawn memories, and the realization that you were chosen to love her, and to be loved by her, be sources of comfort to you at this time. My heart goes out to you in deep sincerity, with sincere condolences.
Chris Scott
Jan 31, 2019
Love to Mrs. Albert and family from Cape Coral, FL. I have many fond memories of her from grade school at Gate of Heaven.
Heather Gless
Jan 31, 2019
Mrs. Albert was a very funny and special person.
Jan 30, 2019
I’m very sorry for the loss of your love one. Times like these are very hard to deal with. May you receive strength and encouragement from the the God who promise that soon we’ll be able to see our love ones again. They will “hear his voice and come out” from their memorial tombs.- John 5:28,29.
Pauline Snow
Jan 30, 2019
Rest in peace Drinking Buddy only you know where it comes from-Love you
Ann Albert, wife of George
Jan 30, 2019
Will keep Beverly in my prayers. George and I had many pleasureable visits while living in Caribou. Enjoyed many updates during holidays. Peace &best; to Bert.
James and Melissa Snow
Jan 30, 2019
Rosalie was much loved and will be dearly missed by all of us. She was a bright light at all of our Maine family gatherings. She certainly knew how to have fun. We send you our deepest condolences and lots of love. Our memories of her will will be some of our best....Jim and Melissa
beverly smart
Jan 30, 2019
love your ode to your Mom. Becky
beverly smart
Jan 30, 2019
rosie as I called her was like a sister to me as we were the same age and grew up on the same farm. we loved to churn and laugh together and drive our parents crazy. it was a wonderful life growing up
Becky Scheirer
Jan 29, 2019
Ode to My Mother

You’re with the angels in Heaven and that’s just as it should be.
There’s no more pain and anguish, from all these things you are free.
It’s one continuous celebration up there, with so many people for you to see.
There are many of us who are having a pity party at this time, but none more than me.

I’ve already lost you three times so far, just in this past year.
The first time you were in rehab and were constantly filled with fear.

I brought you from Florida and couldn’t wait, to play double solitaire.
Dementia stole your understanding of cards, and I think that’s so unfair.

On my last visit to Florida, I considered walking the beach, but it just didn
...t feel right.
Instead, I decided to binge play double solitaire with you, throughout the day and night.
It was as if we knew it would be the last time we would play, before you saw the light.
Little did I know that on January 25th, with the angels you’d take flight.

Apparently you’ve had it all planned out, to pass on the day between my birthday and your mom’s. I think it was the final way for you to say, “I love you to the moon and back.”
I’ve written an obituary, and a eulogy, chosen the most beautiful roses for your service, and selected the foods you would want for the after party, where we’ll all be dressed in black.

In your 89 years, you accomplished everything important to you throughout your life. That includes spending 60+ years with “your man,” while being my father’s wife.

I flash back to how you scooped out watermelon, and filled it with exotic fruit.
Then I go to dial your telephone, just to remember that the point is moot.
In the picture of you in your red hat, you smile, looking happy and cute.
I wouldn’t trade one precious moment with you, and there is no substitute.

I miss our talks, I miss our walks, playing cards and Chinese checkers.
I miss the trips to NYC, the restaurants, and all the double deckers.

You’ve had rough patches in your life, and wouldn’t relive certain experiences if you could.
But, for the most part, mom, you’re life has been wicked good!
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