Maurice Burnham 81 years of age, Milton NH, joined his partner for life Joanne Burnham on February 21st, 2022.

Born in 1940 in Newburyport, MA Maurice attended the Wentworth Technical Institute and received his Civil Engineering degree. Maurice earned 21 years of service in the armed forces including 17 years of service as a Civil Engineer in the National Guard retiring in 1995 as a Senior Master Sergeant. Maurice ran his family-owned oil business Burnham Oil in West Newbury, a 3rd generation business, for over 20 years. After selling his oil business and moving to Milton NH, Maurice worked at the Navy Yard for 10 years as a Civil Engineer and retired from Irving Oil as a Master Oil Heating Technician.

Maurice spent his retirement taking pride building up the Burnham Ponderosa Homestead. He enjoyed researching and completing his family genealogy, coin collecting, watching episodes of Oak Island and spending time with family.

Maurice Burnham was the son of Vernon Burnham and Elizabeth Ladd Burnham, brother to Joyce Dixon and David Burnham. He is survived by his four children Glenn Burnham and his wife Cassandra, Jill Pelletier and her husband Brian, Keith Burnham and his wife Tracie, Gary Burnham and his wife Claudine. He was a loving grandfather of 8 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren.

A small service will be held at Peaslee Funeral Home, Farmington NH, Sunday February 27, 2022 from 1:00-2:00pm. Reception to follow. A memorial gathering will take place at a later date. Remembrances may be made in lieu of flowers to New Hampshire Veterans Home, 139 Winter Street Tilton, NH 03276.

To express condolences, please visit: www.peasleefuneralhome.com

Annabel Lee

BY EDGAR ALLAN POE

It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea,

But we loved with a love that was more than love—

I and my Annabel Lee—

With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven

Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsmen came

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,

Went envying her and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,

In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we—

Of many far wiser than we—

And neither the angels in Heaven above

Nor the demons down under the sea

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,

In her sepulchre there by the sea—

In her tomb by the sounding sea.