Lina E. Hodgdon, 95, passed away Tuesday, November 15, 2016 with her loving family at her side.
   A memorial service will be held on Saturday November 19, 2016 at 11:00 am at Green Funeral Home, Gouverneur, with Pastor Howard Maxson of the Fowler Baptist Church officiating. Burial will take place in Maple Grove Cemetery in Richville.
   Lina was born in Farmington, Maine on February 2, 1921, the daughter of Howard and Helen Day Thurston. She graduated from Skowhegan High School in 1938.
   Lina married Harry S. Hodgdon Sr. in 1946. Mr. Hodgdon passed away on November 2, 1957.
   She was employed as a greeter at Hills Department Store in Watertown. She also worked as a short order cook at the Silver Leaf Diner, Jumbo's, and at one point was the manager at Dixie Lee in Gouverneur.
   She enjoyed gardening, and spending time with children of all ages.
   Lina is survived by 7 daughters, Sharon and Max Langevin, Susan and Curt McHeffey, Cheryl and Fred Colton, Janice and Rusty Wainwright, Kathleen and Michael Travis, Elizabeth Spinelli, Nona and Sandy Hilts, Wendy Soper and companion Rolando Princepato, a son James and Susan Hodgdon, and a great grandson Dylan Murray who she has raised since birth. Lina has 30 grandchildren, 53 great grandchildren, and 7 great, great grandchildren. She is survived by a brother Lee Thurston, 4 sisters Ruthie Bugai, Marion Newcomb, Janice Shepard, Marilyn Newcomb, and many nieces and nephews. She is predeceased by her husband, a son Harry "Butch" Hodgdon Jr., several siblings, 5 grandchildren, and 2 great grandchildren.
   Memorial donations in Lina's memory can be made to the Cerebral Palsy Association of the North Country.
“When I'm Gone: “When I come to the end of my journey And I travel my last weary mile
Just forget if you can, that I ever frownedAnd remember only the smile. Forget unkind words I have spoken.Remember some good I have done. Forget that I ever had heartache. And remember I've had loads of fun.
Forget that I've stumbled and blundered And sometimes fell by the way. Remember I have fought some hard battles And won, ere the close of the day.
Then forget to grieve for my going. I would not have you sad for a day But in summer just gather some flowers And remember the place where I lay.
And come in the shade of evening When the sun paints the sky in the west. Stand for a few moments beside me And remember only my best.”