“People We’ve Lost” is a feature of the Bar Harbor Story where we share obituaries of people that the island lost in the previous 1-2 weeks.
We’re doing this because we think everyone deserves to be remembered as widely as possible and not behind paywalls or at a cost of $500 for people mourning. We’re free.
If you have an obituary for a loved one or friend that you can’t afford to place in other spaces, please let us know, and we’ll share it here for you. We will also share obituaries that have been in other places, too. Just let us know.
By request we’ve started sharing obituaries from throughout Hancock County. This is a bit of a bigger lift for us, but we’ll try to keep doing it if it’s something that you all want. We all are so connected here.
In Loving Memory of Wayne Davis
Wayne Davis, 68, West Tremont, Maine
Leading a life of putting others first wasn’t simply something Wayne Davis believed in, it was the way he lived every single day. Through his kindness, generosity, loyalty, and genuine care for others, Wayne quietly modeled for all who knew him what it means to live a good and meaningful life.
The world lost an amazing man on Friday night, August 7, 2026, when Wayne Davis, 68, passed away following a courageous two-year battle with cancer.
To say Wayne was one of the nicest people you could ever meet would be an understatement. He was the kind of person who made you feel welcome, who would lend a hand without being asked, and who cared more about what he could do for others than what others could do for him. He was family and friend to so many, and whether you knew Wayne for a lifetime or only for a short while, chances are you walked away from him feeling a little better than you did before.
Wayne, a third generation lobsterman, had a deep love for the ocean - lobstering and fishing were among his greatest passions. They brought him happiness, peace, and countless memories shared with the people he loved. He appreciated life’s simple gifts: the water, his dog Willow, his horse Jada, family, friends, a good conversation at the “shore” on Goose Cove, and time spent with those who mattered most.
But Wayne’s greatest legacy will not be measured by the things he did or the places he went. It will be measured by the people he loved and the countless lives he touched along the way.
Even as his own journey was coming to an end, Wayne was thinking about everyone else. Before leaving this world, he asked that one final message be shared with all those he was not able to see:
“Tell everyone I love them and I’m going to miss them.”
Those words perfectly capture Wayne. Even at the end, his thoughts were with the people he loved.
Wayne is survived by his loving wife, Deanna of 48 years; his faithful pup, Willow; his steadfast horse, Jada; his brother Ed Davis and Lisbeth; his sister, Jane Howard; his brother Robert Davis and Brenda; his brother Brian Davis and Laurie; a very special aunt, Catherine; his cousin Linda Lynch and Mike; several beloved nieces, nephews, and godson; and his sister-in-law Denise Hilton. He also leaves behind an extended circle of family and friends who were fortunate enough to know and love him.
Wayne was preceded in death by his mother and step-father, Margaret and Virgil Greenlaw; his father and his partner, Edwin Davis and Glenice Carter; and his brother-in-law Darren Hilton.
There are some people whose lives quietly teach the rest of us how to live. Wayne was one of those people.
Wayne’s “way” taught us to put others first. To be kind when kindness costs nothing. To help when someone needs a hand. To appreciate the simple things. To love our family and friends deeply. To say what matters while we still have the opportunity to say it. And, above all, to live each day with intention and impact.
The measure of a life is not simply the number of years we are given, but what we do with those years and how we make others feel along the way. By that measure, Wayne lived an extraordinary life.
He will be deeply missed, lovingly remembered, and never forgotten.
And for everyone fortunate enough to have known him, perhaps the best way to honor Wayne is simply to live a little more like he did - with kindness, generosity, humility, and love.
That was Wayne’s way. And what a beautiful way to live.
The family will hold a private memorial service at a later date in September.
Those wishing to make a donation in Wayne’s memory consider donating to one of their favorite charity:
Downeast Equine & Large Sanctuary
DELAS
P.O. Box 485
Cherryfield, ME 04622
James ‘Jimmy’ F Morrison
Otter Creek
James F. Morrison, 67, known as “Jimmy” died at his home on August 8, 2026. He was born in Bar Harbor to the late Joseph L Morrison and his loving mother Elizabeth M. Tucker Smith.
Jimmy graduated from MDI High School and went on to fine carpentry work, then 20+ years working on a yacht “The Senneca” with Butch Tucker. He then went back to commercial fishing and ended his career as a self-employed fine carpenter.
As a boy Jimmy loved sports, had a newspaper route and was a Boy Scott. Jimmy loved snowmobile riding with his friends. Many long weekends up North and Downeast. He partied and just hung with friends. He loved fast cars and his Sunday races with pizza, wings, and beverages.
Jimmy is survived by his mother, Libby Smith, of Northeast Harbor; 5 sisters, Susan Morrison Damon, of Northeast Harbor who adored him and watched over him throughout his illness; Theresa Morrison Stradley and husband Kevin of Ellsworth, Patricia Murphy of Yarmouth, Cindy Pinkham of Bangor and Helen Jo Morrison of Old Orchard; a brother Timothy Murphy of Northeast Harbor; 26 nieces, nephews and great nieces and nephews and many fond cousins.
He also leaves behind many close friends that have supported him through 7 years of battling cancer. They include Zack, Rick, Sparby, Bill, David, Jimmy, Adam, Raymond, Chris, Mo, and Wendy with just too many others to mention.
Bless you all that have shared your life with Jimmy. His family thank you as well as his medical team, Dr. Gabriel Plourde, Dr. Mark Preston, Dr. Philip Brooks and nurse Melany for the great care and support.
To honor Jimmy’s wishes, Graveside Services will be held at 11am, Friday, August 14, 2026, at Forest Hill, Northeast Harbor. A celebration and gallantry party for the last years of his life will be held from 4-7pm, August 15, 2026, at The Neighborhood House, 1 Kimball Rd., Northeast Harbor.
Those who desire may make contributions in Jimmy’s memory to the Angel Flight NE, 492 Sutton St., North Andover, MA 01845. If you’re a patient who needs air transportation to medical treatments, there for you throughout your entire health journey. A basket will be at the party for donations.
Condolences may be expressed at www.jordanfernald.com.
Susan Tyler Ingram
Hancock
Susan Tyler Ingram, age 77, of Hancock, Maine, passed away on August 6th, 2026 after a brief illness. Born on November 3rd, 1948 in New Haven, Connecticut, Sue lived her life with a delicate balance of love, generosity, and strength. Caring deeply for others and finding the beauty in everyday life, her remarkable soul touched many.
She married Edward Ingram, her husband of 57 years, in 1969. Together and with deep love, they built a life together. Their sons, Bartley (Lee) Ingram and Joshua Ingram, went on to build their own families, with Sue a constant presence and loving contributor to their lives.
Sue (Nana) cared deeply and unconditionally for her grandchildren, both near and far. She encouraged their passions and celebrated them for who they are. They were blessed to have Nana as part of their childhood.
She worked as a photographer, nurse’s aid, child care provider and as a nursing home caregiver. Her kind, loving soul touched many.
Love of art was a constant in her life. She skipped high school to sneak into college art classes, adored children’s artwork, and surrounded herself with things of beauty and whimsy.
Sue was predeceased by her parents, Ruth and Richard Tyler, and by her brother, Terry Tyler. She is survived by Edward Ingram, her children and their partners Bartley (Lee) Ingram, Lynn Bean-Ingram, Joshua Ingram, and Kerri Winslow; her siblings Timatha Tyler and Richard Tyler II, her grandchildren Samuel Ingram, Benjamin Ingram, and Stevie Jane Ingram.
No services will be held per her request.
David Vincent Mastropaolo
Seal Harbor
The Mastropaolo family shares with sadness that David Vincent Mastropaolo, 71, passed away on December 6, 2024. He was born on October 30, 1953, in San Antonio, Texas, the son of Salvatore and Janet Lee (Hartman) Mastropaolo.
David and his wife, Debra, raised their three sons—Michael Vincent, Ryan Lee, and Darren Clifford — in Falmouth, Maine; Danbury, Connecticut; Bethlehem, Pennsylvania; and Falls Church, Virginia. In time, David and Debra made their home in Seal Harbor, where they found not only a place to live, but a community to cherish.
David was at home on Mount Desert Island in every sense of the word. He was devoted to the lands that define Acadia and gave generously his time and support to the Mount Desert community. He believed these remarkable places were gifts to be protected and shared.
Whether walking a carriage road, exploring a woodland trail, pausing beside a quiet pond, or simply sitting among the trees, David found both peace and purpose in nature. Family and friends who visited quickly discovered that a hike with David was never just a hike. He delighted in serving as trail guide, historian, and naturalist, sharing stories of the island’s landscape, its history, and the people whose vision preserved it. His enthusiasm was contagious, and countless visitors came to love Mount Desert Island through his eyes.
He supported Friends of Acadia, the Seal Harbor Village Improvement Society, the Mount Desert Island Land & Garden Preserve, where the Abby Aldrich Rockefeller Garden, Thuya Garden, and the Little Long Pond & Natural Lands held a special place in his heart. In retirement, he continued his commitment to the community through his service on the Mount Desert Island Water District. He believed that caring for a community meant quietly contributing to its future, often without recognition.
Those fortunate enough to have known David will remember his deep curiosity, thoughtful questions, generous spirit, steady presence, and enduring love for family, learning and the natural world.
At the heart of David’s life was his family. His deepest joy came from sharing life with those he loved — from everyday conversations and family vacations to introducing his children and grandchildren to the places that had captured his own heart.
His legacy lives on through his wife of nearly fifty years, Debra; their sons — Michael and his wife Brenna and their children Jack, Crosby, and Miller of New Canaan, Connecticut; Ryan and his wife Chrystal and their children Isabelle, David II, and Daniel of Sedgwick, Maine; and Darren and his wife Caroline and their children Soleia and Wallace of Halifax, Nova Scotia.
Perhaps David’s greatest legacy is found not in accomplishments alone, but in the people he loved, the questions he asked, the trails he introduced us to, and the enduring belief that life is best lived with curiosity, kindness, and a willingness to ask good questions.
May we honor David’s memory by asking good questions, being good learners, and taking time to walk together through this beautiful world. In doing so, may we always find our way home.
A private family Celebration of Life will be held in August in Seal Harbor, Maine.
Condolences may be expressed at www.jordanfernald.com.
Lisa Rosebrook
Windham
Lisa Rosebrook, née Lisa Jewell, passed away peacefully surrounded by her close family after a long and courageous battle. She was born September 5, 1950, in Orange, New Jersey, to George and Joan (Lindquist) Jewell. The daughter of a Coast Guard captain, Lisa spent her early years moving with her family before settling in Southwest Harbor, Maine, where she met the love of her life, Gil Rosebrook.
Lisa graduated high school in 1968 and earned her degree in physical education from the University of Maine in Orono. She and Gil married in 1972 and moved to Windham in 1974, where they built 52 years of family, friendship, laughter, and adventure.
Lisa spent her career in medical reception at Westbrook Community Hospital and later Family Practice through Maine Medical Partners, where her warm smile and compassion made everyone feel welcome.
Lisa’s greatest joy was her family. She was a devoted wife to Gil, loving mother to Mark Rosebrook and Shannon Irene Salvaggio (Angelo), and devoted grandmother to Tyson, Christian, Skylar, Dominic, and Katerina. She loved being part of their lives and could often be found on the sidelines or courtside, cheering them on — especially Skylar and Dominic.
Lisa treasured her friendships, especially the Blah-Blahs and the group that started as the Crazy 8’s, grew into the Fine 9’s, and ultimately became the 10 Hens, along with her GNOs. She loved road trips, celebrations, laughter, and simply having fun with the people she loved.
A longtime member of the Windham Veterans Center, Lisa also served as a deacon at North Windham Union Church. She will be remembered for her strong spirit, loyalty, beautiful smile, love of adventure, and her belief that life was meant to be enjoyed with good people by your side.
She leaves behind her husband of 54 years, Gil; her children, Mark and Shannon (Angelo); her five grandchildren; her sister, Irene Daigle; the extended Daigle family; and many dear friends who will miss her deeply.
The family extends heartfelt thanks to Gail Null, Gil’s sister, and Irene Daigle, Lisa’s sister, for caring for Lisa with tremendous love and devotion until the end.
Lisa’s smile, laughter, adventurous spirit, and love of family and friends will remain in the hearts of all who knew her.
Visiting hours will be held August 16 from 4 - 6 p.m. at Dolby, Blais & Segee Funeral Home in Windham. A funeral service will be held on August 17, 11 a.m., at North Windham Union Church.
Gregory Wayne Lawson
South Bristol
Gregory Wayne Lawson, 68, passed away unexpectedly July 31, 2026, at Maine Medical Center in Portland, Maine.
Greg was born on May 30, 1958, in Bar Harbor, Maine, to George and Charlotte (Dunbar) Lawson. Greg was a beloved husband, father, brother, uncle and Baba and friend to so many. He was raised in Bernard, Maine, where he developed a lifelong love of the sea. At a young age, he began lobstering with his father, George. He spent countless hours aboard the F/V Mystery with his grandfather, Perry, learning the fishing traditions that would shape much of his life.
After graduating from Mount Desert Island High School, Greg purchased his first lobster boat and began fishing out of Bass Harbor. A few years later, he had his first boat built, the Perry’s Pride, and gillnetted for fish, lobstered, scalloped and shrimped along Maine’s coast. After leaving Bass Harbor, Greg settled in South Bristol, where he met the love of his life, Angie. Together they blended their families into one filled with love and laughter. Greg coached Little League in South Bristol; he loved coaching and being around the kids. He touched so many of their lives because of his caring nature. Over the years, Greg continued making a living on the water, harvesting seaweed for a Canadian company while never losing his passion for the ocean. Later in life, he tried his hand in construction, a trade he truly enjoyed. He worked for the Family of Plummer’s Excavation Company. He was deeply appreciative of the family he worked alongside.
Greg is survived by his beloved wife, Angie, his children, John, Ashley, Crystal and husband Kevin, Chelsea and husband Drew, and Christian. Greg leaves behind his cherished grandchildren that knew him as Baba. They were his pride and joy. He is also survived by his sisters, Belinda Lawson, Pamela Lawson, Cindy Murphy, Jennie Gray, brother George Lawson Jr. and wife Beth, sister-in-law Charlotte and brothers-in-law Charlie and Aaron. Greg will be missed by his many nieces, nephews and great-nieces and great- nephews. He is also survived by his beloved aunt Lillian Lawson, aunt Alice Cloak, aunt Peggy Dunbar and uncle Guy Dunbar and aunt Paula Dunbar, his special cousin and lifelong friend Becky Lawson Hopkins, many cousins and countless friends whose lives he touched from childhood through the present day.
Greg was predeceased by his parents, George and Charlotte (Dunbar) Lawson; grandparents, Perry and Vera (Seavey) Lawson and John and Dorothy (Ellis) Dunbar; and his beloved nephew, Travis Murphy.
Greg treasured his large family and especially missed his parents. He was happiest on the water, working with his hands and spending time with those he loved. His heart was big. He was known as Baba to his grandkids, but also to so many other children that came into his life. His kindness, strong work ethic, generous spirit, and unmistakable sense of humor will be remembered by all who knew him. He was deeply loved and will be greatly missed.
A Celebration of Life will be held on September 13, 2026, 1 p.m., at 24 Middle Road, South Bristol. If it rains, it will be across the road at the firehouse. Family and friends are invited to gather to celebrate Greg’s life and share memories of the man that meant so much to so many.
Ricky Ryan
Hancock
July 27, 1997 – August 7, 2026
Ricky Ryan, 29, passed away unexpectedly on August 7, 2026, leaving behind a family and community whose hearts will never be the same.
Ricky was born on July 27, 1997, in Ellsworth, Maine, to Richard and Corinna Ryan. He was raised in Franklin, where he lived nearly his entire life before recently moving to Hancock with his family. He was the grandson of Tina Ryan, Polly and Levon Tracey, and Al DeMarco.
Ricky was a devoted husband to his wife, Felicia Ridley Ryan, and a deeply loving father to his stepdaughter, Kylee; his daughter, Ataya, his son and namesake, Ricky Jr. (RJ) and his soon to be born son, Ryder James. His children were his world, and there was nothing he was more proud of than being their dad.
Ricky shared a bond beyond words with his sister, Katelyn Cote, who was not only his sister, but also his best friend and, in many ways, his second mom. For 29 years, they walked through every season of life together. He is also deeply missed by Katelyn’s husband, Paul, and by his brother, Chris Weaver, whom Ricky deeply loved and looked up to throughout his life.
Ricky was the very best uncle to his niece, Sailor, and his nephews, Carson, Camdyn, Crew, Jackson and Dawson. Carson was Ricky’s best little friend, and the bond they shared was incredibly special.
For many years, Ricky worked as a cook at Tracey’s Seafood, where he became part of the heart of the restaurant. He was well known for cooking some of the best fried seafood, especially his fried clams. He worked hard, brought laughter into the kitchen and left behind an empty place that can never truly be filled.
Recently, Ricky had discovered a love for the ocean as he began lobster fishing. He loved to fish, loved to go fast and could always find a way to make people laugh. More than anything, Ricky wanted the people around him to be happy. He had a giving heart and would do anything for the people he loved. He spent much of his life hoping to feel accepted, never realizing just how many lives he had touched or how deeply he was loved.
Ricky’s close friends, including Austin L., David S, Ben D., Matt S., Melissa, Alyssa R. and Julia W. held a special place in his life and will miss his laughter and unforgettable personality.
Shortly before his passing, Ricky made the decision to attend church with his family and gave his life to Christ. That decision has brought great comfort to those who loved him, knowing that this goodbye is not forever.
A Celebration of Life will be held on Sunday, August 23, at 4 p.m. at the Franklin Veterans Club. The celebration is open to the public, and all are welcome to come share stories, memories and love for Ricky.
A memorial motorcycle ride will take place August 22 at 8 a.m., beginning at T.R Construction in Sullivan.
Friends and loved ones are encouraged to share their photos and videos of Ricky with his family online so they can preserve as many memories of him as possible. Donations for Ricky’s wife and children may be dropped off at Tracey’s Seafood.
In the future, Ricky’s sister hopes to establish a memorial scholarship in his name for a student who is working in the restaurant industry while attending school. Please be on the lookout for more information as this scholarship is created in his honor.
Ricky spent so much of his life searching for acceptance and wondering if he was truly loved. If only he could see the love surrounding his family now, he would finally know just how much he meant to so many.
Ricky was loved. Ricky mattered. And Ricky will never, ever be forgotten. Please remember: Look twice & Save a life.
Condolences may be expressed at www.acadiacremation.com.
John Burrill
Windham
John Burrill, 92, of Windham, died August 7, 2026. He and his family spent many summers at their cottage on Union Bay in Trenton. A gathering will be held August 30 in Westbrook.
If you wish to donate in his memory, please do to Animal Refuge League, Westbrook.
Heather Marie Allen
Ellsworth
Heather Marie Allen was born on December 15, 1987, at Blue Hill Hospital and passed away on Sunday, August 2, 2026. She grew up in Brooklin, Maine, graduated from George Stevens Academy, and later made her home in Ellsworth.
Heather embraced life with an adventurous spirit and an open heart. Whether she was setting off on a road trip, traveling to somewhere new, hiking the trails of Acadia, kayaking, fishing, skiing, or simply shopping for her next favorite book, she was always seeking new experiences and making the most of every moment. She had an endless curiosity, a thirst for knowledge, and a deep commitment to healing and becoming the best version of herself; even though, to those who loved her, she already was.
During her life, Heather was a Girl Scout, volunteered with the Brooklin Fire Department, managed rental and summer homes, and recently became a certified Reiki practitioner. She had a rare gift for making friends wherever she went, often turning strangers into lifelong connections. Her warmth, kindness, laughter, and vibrant personality brightened every room she entered. She loved her family fiercely, cherished her friends, and lived with independence, strength, and joy.
Heather is survived by her mother, Kathy Holden; stepfather, Scott Holden; father, Stephen Allen; brother, William Allen; stepbrothers, Tim and Chris Holden; grandmother, Rachel Munson; nieces, Allie and Rosie Donahue; many beloved aunts, uncles, and cousins; and her cherished dogs, Snoop and Sadie, who were her children.
Heather’s adventurous spirit, generous heart, and love for life will be deeply missed by all who had the privilege of knowing her.
Graveside services will be held on August 22 at 1 p.m. at Brooklin Cemetery, 23 Bay Rd. A Celebration of Life will follow from 2 – 4 p.m. at The Lookout, 455 Flye Point Rd, Brooklin.
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