Edgar R. Ducharme, formally of Chicopee, MA, passed away peacefully on March 18 at the age of 92. Edgar was born September 16, 1929, to Raul and Elodie Ducharme. He had three siblings Dora, Irene, and Ralph. He was a devoted husband to his wife Helene Ducharme (Chapdelaine) for 73 years full of adventure and love. They had three children, Donna, Darlene and her husband Arthur, Dean and his wife Denise; five grandchildren, Kristen, Rachel, Danielle, Lauren, and Dayton; and five great-grandchildren, Cayden, Trevyn, Paxton, Beau, and Maeve. Known as “Pépère” by most, he would tell anyone who would listen that his family was his greatest joy. He was also a successful businessman, owning and operating R. Ducharme Inc./Chicopee Mason Supplies for 52 years. Even when his son Dean took over, Pépère still went to work most days into his 90’s. His work ethic, fearlessness, and strength were admired by anyone who worked with him. Edgar and Helene loved to travel together and were always up for an adventure. They were even known to take the entire family (grandkids and great grandkids and all!) to places like Mexico and Myrtle Beach so the whole family could be together. In his younger years, Edgar often took his wife and friends up in his prop plane for day trips to local islands. They loved to host parties at their home on Chapin Street and later at their home in Truro. Edgar was the life of the party, that is, until he needed a nap. He worked hard, but played harder and instilled that quality in all of his children and grandchildren. The Cape house became the family gathering place for holidays where love, laughter, margaritas, and lobsters were abundant for over 30 years. Pépère lived life his way and marched to the beat of his own drum - he ate piping hot clam chowder for breakfast and loved Celine Dion and Yanni. He had unique names for things, calling just about everything a “unit” and once described himself as “a thing of beauty” until his family corrected him through tears of laughter that he was actually more of a “beaut.” Even in his final days, he was the sweetest, kindest man, yet the biggest jokester and fibber - so much so that the nurses fought over who would care for him. He loved and cared for his “little sweetie” every single day of their 73 years together. He lived his entire life with integrity, love, and joy. His smile, laugh, and ability to light up a room will never be forgotten. To know him was to love him and to say he will be missed is an absolute understatement. And to that we know he’d say “Ditto Kiddo.” The Grise Funeral Home is entrusted with arrangements. All services will be private at a later date. Memorial contributions may be made to Shriners Hospital for Children at 516 Carew Street, Springfield. For online condolences please visit www.GriseFH.com.