MADISON – Richard Bruce Greco, 61, of Dixfield died unexpectedly on March 19, 2011.
He was born Jan. 19, 1950 in Norwalk, Connecticut, to Patrick and Pearl Greco of Farmington. Dicky grew up in Farmington and went to the Farmington schools. He served in the U.S. Army. Dicky enjoyed hunting, fishing, watching all the wildlife in his backyard and helping his mother with her lawn care and odd jobs around the house.
His ready smile and hearty laugh will always be remembered and he will be missed for no one can take his place.
Dicky is survived by his daughter Kelly Malcome of Hawaii; his mother Pearl Greco of Farmington; brother Pat L. and wife Kathi of Great Barrington, Mass., brother Ronald and wife Judi of East Wilton, sister Gail Hatings of Livermore, brother Gary of Durham, sister Pamela and husband Duane of New Vineyard; grandsons Derrik Flag of Louisiana; Brandon Malcome of Hawaii; many nieces, nephews, cousins, aunts, and uncles.
He was predeceased by his father Patrick.
A graveside service will be held in the spring at the Maine Veterans Cemetery in Augusta. Arrangements under the care of Adams~McFarlane Funeral & Cremation Services, 108 Court St., Farmington. Online condolences may be sent for the family at www.adamsmcfarlane.com.
I did not know Mr. Greco, but I am so sad for the way he must have felt during the last months of his life. As horrible as it was (the accident), I highly doubt that this man woke up on that particular day and purposely planned to wreak havoc on a family. I wish his family peace and memories to sustain them.
Our thoughts and prays are with you Ron and Judi and your entire family. God Bless.
Sorry for your lost
My pray are with you
I went to high school with Dickie and remember when he came home from his tour to duty in Vietnam. He was a combat vet who was seriously wounded fighting for his country. He almost lost his arm. He went to Togus for a long time after coming home, and eventually, the doctors at Togus managed to save his arm.
Dickie’s spirit was as wounded as his arm. It was 1970, before PTSD in returning combat vets was respectfully understood or effectively treated, so Dickie ended up having to deal with these wounds on his own. It was a good two years before most of who he was before he went to Vietnam began to come back.
This was a man who fought and almost died for his country and suffered the rest of his life from his wounds. He deserves our forgiveness for his role in the accident and our respect for his service.