May 9, 1940 – January 11, 2021
Jeannette M. Bishop, 81, of Epsom, died peacefully on January 11, 2021 after a long battle with Alzheimer’s, her loving family by her side. Jeannette was born May 9, 1940 in Manchester the daughter of Omer Grandmaison and Emma (Lefebvre) Grandmaison.
Jeannette grew up and attended schools in Manchester. She met and married the love of her life David A. Bishop Sr., who she shared 49 years of marriage with. Jeannette was a lover of all animals. She enjoyed singing and dancing, playing cards with her parents and music. She would sing and dance with her children, often watching American Bandstand and teaching everyone how to do the twist and the many dances from the 50’s and 60’s. She was a social butterfly who loved to go out and watch live bands, being a regular at local shows for the JMB Band and Out on Bail. She became Mamma Bear to all who loved her including the band members and their followers known as “The Tribe”.
Jeannette will always be remembered for her great sense of humor, singing and dancing. She would always show her affection in loving hugs. Her family meant the world to her and she will be greatly missed.
Jeannette is survived by her children; Michele Levesque and her partner Anne-Marie Saunders of Epsom, Michael Bishop- Chapman of Epsom, David Bishop Jr. of Epsom and Linda Bishop of Manchester, her sister Pauline Grandmaison of Barnstead, her grandchildren; Angie Chapman of Manchester, Audrey Bishop of Epsom, and Isabelle Bishop of Epsom, her step grandaughter Amber Ross and her Great Grandaughters Olivia-Lee. She will also be deeply missed by her nieces and nephews, Heather, Brian, Bobby, and Sandy.
She is predeceased by her husband who died in 2016, as well as her brother Gerald Grandmaison, her sister Irene Morin, her great granddaughter Emily-Anne Ross and her parents Omer and Emma Grandmaison.
An Angel flew to heaven today:
Her world now returns.
What has been lost is now renewed,
Jumbled thoughts now imbued
With strength again, with clarity,
With faithful friends, familiar things, and family,
A door ajar in a forgotten room.
It opens now: she looks inside.
And what was old is new, crisp and fresh and pretty too.
All is well: her journey’s through. And heaven’s door open wide:
An Angels here with brand new wings. (DME)