WILLINGTON, Conn. — Deirdre L. Guilbault, 23, passed away unexpectedly on Wednesday, June 22, 2016. She was born in Hartford on July 31, 1992 to Steven Guilbault and Julie Fielding. Deirdre was a graduate of E.O. Smith High School, of Storrs, class of 2010, and attended Manchester Community College. She was a lifelong resident of Willington.

She was a very generous, sweet and kind-hearted girl. She was a good friend to many people. Deirdre loved creating things and was a natural artist; her passions included writing, drawing and jewelry making. She loved animals, especially her cat Symba.

Deirdre is survived by her mother Julie Fielding of Willington; her father Steven Guilbault of Vermont; her brother Garrett Guilbault of Florida; her maternal grandparents Bob and Connie Fielding; her aunts JoAnne Blouin of Vermont, Sherry Fielding of Virginia, Cathy Waine and her husband, Roy, of Vermont; her uncle Jeff Fielding and his wife, Nancy, of Vermont and many cousins and friends. Deirdre was predeceased by her paternal grandparents Alfred and Margaret Guilbault.

Memorial calling hours will be held on Saturday, June 25, 2016 from 5 to 7 pm at Ladd-Turkington & Carmon Funeral Home, 551 Talcottville Road (Route 83), Vernon, CT. Burial will be private at her family’s request. In lieu of flowers donations may be made to Connecticut Humane Society, 701 Russell Road, Newington, CT 06111. A celebration of Deirdre’s life will be held in later in Vermont. For online condolences and guestbook please visit www.CarmonFuneralHome.com

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GEORGIA — Deirdre Guilbault was my loving, amazing, funny, creative, and beautiful daughter.  She was a writer and an artist. Deirdre was also addicted to narcotics.  Her birthday, July 31 would have marked a 2-year clean for her, if she had not relapsed.  There is a hole in my heart that will never be filled. We will celebrate Deirdre’s life on her Birthday July 31 at my parents’ home 3779 Georgia Shore Rd., Georgia.  Friends and family are welcome to come and remember Deirdre and celebrate the wonderful person we loved so much. The below poem Deirdre wrote.


You make me a zombie

like I’m barely alive

it seems the more that I struggle

the more that you strive

A zombie feels empty

just pain, fear, and hunger-

and each time I’ve tried to change

you’ve dragged me back under

You make me a zombie

like I’m barely alive-

and if I keep giving in,

will I even survive

Despite all I’ve questioned

this answer I know

If we continue to meet

I’ll be six feet below

There is no “ just once”

Or I’ll never recover-

cunning, baffling, powerful,

You’re the cruelest lover.

You make me a zombie

Like I’m barely alive-

but if I keep trying,

I can regain some pride

I know that its time

To say our good bye-

As much as I‘ve loved you/You’re clearly a lie.

When I look in the mirror,

Yes, it’s an addict I see-

But if I stay in recovery

I can finally be free.

By, Deirdre Lee Guilbault