HOLLIS- “BUDDY” Maurice Ruben Sprague II, 60 years old, passed away on 12/7/2019 at Maine Medical Center from a stroke. He was surrounded by his loving family and friends at this time.
Buddy was born on April 4,1960 at St. Andrews hospital in Boothbay Harbor, Maine to Maurice and Lois Sprague.
He attended Bonny Eagle High School and completed the 10th grade.
He was married and divorced 3 times.
Then he found Lisa Heath who he was with many long years and her two children Donny and Marissa.
He worked at Sebago Mock, Herman Shoe, The Portland Fish Factory, He worked on the Portland docks and made lobster traps and was a lobster fisherman. He worked at Dielectric, Cianbros, and the last job he had for many years was installing flooring.
Buddy loved making things and working with his hands. He loved his motorcycle- a 2004 Bonneville America Triumph. He did many Bike runs to Laconia, Lobster and Rockland Days. I'm sure there were many others. He loved working on it and especially riding it. He loved his old 1969 Chevy truck. He got it running and had planned to get on the road.
He was an outdoorsman, who loved hunting and fishing and camping.
He loved to be with his family and friends and party.
He was Predeceased by his Father Maurice Sprague.
His surviving relatives are his Mother Lois Sprague, and his Sisters Rhonda Ruby, Ina Boulier, MaryAnn Clay, Susan Mathon and Stacy Leach.
He lived with his youngest sister Stacy and had a very close relationship with her.
Also he loved and had a special bond with his nephew Johnny Larson and wife Jen and their children little Johny B and Zoe.
Services will be held at Chad E. Poitras Cremation and Funeral Service Chapel, 498 Long Plains Road (Rt. 22) Buxton on Friday Dec. 20 at 5 PM
Flowers can be sent to directly to the funeral home
Online condolence messages can be submitted at the funeral home website, www.mainefuneral.com
There will be a gathering for his friends and family following the wake at Jim and MaryAnn Clay's home at 600 River Rd, Standish Maine. 207-648-4118
Burial will be in the spring at Pine Grove Cemetery in Buxton.
"Buddy was my big brother. He was my friend, the man in my life that took the place of my father after he passed away, and my protector.
He took me on road trips, camping, fishing, and was always there to make sure I was ok.
One of my fondest memories was when I was little. Buddy took me down to File Road, to the brook and we walked what seems like miles before we found the first of his secret fishing spots. It was a beautiful summer day, the sun was shining, and the woods were alive with the sounds of nature. When we got to the first of his special fishing holes I could see dozens of trout. I remember being so exited. He helped me bait my hook and we spent the better part of the day there fishing. Unfortunately the only bites we got were from the multitude of black flies and mosquitoes. Buddy figured the trout must have been full on all the bugs that were about, but I didn't really mind too much. I had gotten to spend the whole day with my big brother, just he and I out in the woods enjoying the day together. He had a knack for making me feel special.
He loved nature, kids, and his family. No matter how mad he got at one of us you could always rest assured that he would be there to help if we needed it.
There were so many times Buddy help me even when I didn't know that's what he was doing and I am grateful to have been a part of his life."
I could probably write a lot more, but hopefully this little bit will convey how I felt about the man and how much he will be missed by all of us.