Obituary of Eunice McCracken


Eunice McCracken, 88, of Housatonic, died June 4, 2018 at Fairview Hospital, surrounded by her loving family.

Born in Sheffield on December 13, 1929, the daughter of the late Arthur and Angela (Zucco) Funk, she attended local schools and married the late Richard McCracken in 1947. She enjoyed baking, sewing, knitting, building puzzles, and playing Bingo.  She was an avid animal lover and enjoyed feeding the birds, squirrels, and other critters.  She was particularly fond of cats and leaves behind her beloved kitty, Betsy.

Throughout her lifetime, she worked in the kitchens of the Great Barrington Healthcare Center, Berkshire School, and the former Hillside Restaurant.  She was also a seamstress for Country Curtains and a sales clerk for the Community Action thrift shop. Additionally, she drove school bus for several years and was also a personal caregiver for several individuals.

In addition to her parents and her husband, she was predeceased by her brother Arthur Funk, her daughter Linda Young, and her grandson Michael. She is survived by her sister Norma Champigny, daughters Kim Mahoney and her husband Patrick, Susan McCracken and her companion Elvis, and Anita McCracken and her husband David Goodrich.  She is also survived by her grandchildren Erin Mahoney, Melissa Cardel and her husband Erik, Eden Curtin and her husband Joshua, Karen Lopez and her husband Chris, and Rachel Barnett. She also leaves great grandchildren Domenic, Skyler, and Caleb, as well as several nieces and nephews.

At Eunice’s request, there are no calling hours and funeral services will be private.  Those who wish to make memorial contributions may do so to Purradise of Great Barrington in care of BIRCHES-ROY FUNERAL HOME 33 SOUTH ST. GREAT BARRINGTON MA 01230. Condolences may be made through

One Response to Obituary of Eunice McCracken

  1. Should you go first and I remain
    to walk the road alone
    I’ll live in memory’s garden, dear
    with happy days we’ve known
    in Spring I’ll wait for roses red,
    when fades the lilacs blue,
    in early fall, when brown leaves call
    I’ll catch a glimpse of you
    Should you go first, and I remain
    for battles to be fought,
    each thing you’ve touched along the way
    will be a hallowed spot
    I’ll hear your voice;
    I’ll see your smile,
    though blindly I may grope
    the memory of your helping hand
    will buoy me on with hope
    Should you go first and I remain
    to finish with the scroll,
    no length’ning shadows ahall creep in
    to make this life seem droll
    We’ve known so much of happiness
    we’ve had our cup of joy,
    and memory is one gift of God
    that death cannot destroy
    Should you go first and I remain,
    one thing I’d have you do;
    walk slowly down that long, lone path,
    for soon I’ll follow you
    I’ll want to know each step you take
    that I may walk the same,
    for some day down that lonely road
    you’ll hear me call your name…A.K. Rowswell

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