Bernadette raised five kids who knew her non-judgmental, supportive ways. Not particularly strict, but best be home when the streetlights come on. She was tiny and sweet and loving, just don’t get Bern angry: she’d put you in your place in a New York Minute. It was easy to tell when she liked you; she’d hit you with a subtle insult slyly disguised as a compliment with a little smile. It offered a glimpse of her sense of humor; Bern’s wrinkles came from laughter not old age. She was raised in Maine on a farm and had that kind of work ethic; a solid woman. Though she had many an interesting job over the years, she found her real calling late in life: she was a grandmother for the ages, spoiling the mess out of her grandkids with her Apple and Banana Cream Pies. And she had a habit of finding solutions rather than seeing problems: when she was told she couldn’t get a new couch, she taught herself upholstery; once broke her hip, yet drove herself home. If her T.V was on she’d be watching the Hallmark Channel or laughing at Adam Sandler movies and her favorite place was down the shore, living the simple life in Mystic Island. She worked hard on maintaining friendships; she kept them for a lifetime. She is survived by her children: Vivian Mojomick (Ronald), Nancy Chamberland (Lionel), Debbie Kocotos (the late Peter), Joseph Krepps (Terry), Maria Naehr (Robert); 10 grandchildren and 13 great-grandchildren with one more namesake coming real soon. Come celebrate 91 great years, Tuesday July 5, 10 to 11 a.m. at Sweeney Funeral Home, Riverside where there will be an 11 a.m. service.