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Pierre J. G. Plante

Pierre “Pete” Joseph Guy Plante, 84, was called safely home Wednesday, May 20, 2020 at Baystate Medical Center. Born on September 16, 1935 in S. Norwalk, CT, to the late Louisa (Bonafant) and Alfred Plante, he graduated from Assumption Prep & Assumption College. He later earned his MBA from WNEU. Pete proudly served his country in the U.S. Army and Air National Guard. He worked for Mass Mutual as a programmer and Metropolitan Life as a sales agent.

Pete was an accomplished chess player, belonging to a chess club and attending competitive tournaments. He was also an avid bicyclist. Other interests included watching his favorite football team, New England Patriots, working out at the gym and his cars.

Pete leaves behind, to cherish his memory, his beloved wife of 59 years, Alda (Vedovelli), his devoted children, Nadine Govoni, Jerome, and Albert & wife Martha. His greatest source of pride & happiness were his 3 grandchildren, Caroline Plante, Alexander Govoni, and Benjamin Govoni & fiancée, JidapaKanjina.

He was predeceased by his siblings, Paul, Gilbert, Marie Patrie, Marguerite Taillefer, and Monique Armitage.

Services will be private, with full military honors, at Massachusetts Veterans' Memorial Cemetery. A Celebration of Life will be held at a later date. Donations, in Pete’s memory, may be made to: Operation Homefront, 1600 Wilson Blvd., Ste. 600, Arlington, VA 22209, or, any charity of your choosing.

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Jun 12, 2020

Paul enjoyed working with Pete at Metropolitan. So sorry for your loss.

Dorothy Mencaroni


Diane Bartels Sweryda
Diane Bartels Sweryda
Jun 06, 2020

So sorry to hear about Pete and so unexpected....Frank always looked forward to his calls and discussing the daily Republican crosswords and their friendly get togethers at the Westover gym....The original 'NICE GUY'.


May 29, 2020

I’m at such a loss right now. I think my dad would want us to mourn, but then to get on with life. As the last surviving sibling from his family, he had long ago adopted that approach out of necessity. So I will mourn him now, get on with life in a bit, and remember him for eternity.

Some memories:

In my pre-teen years. Me: “I’m going to get a motorcycle” and my dad, after thoughtful consideration: “That’s great, but where will you live?”

I remember when we were part of the Berkshire Hill Chasers bicycle touring group. My dad and I would throw the bikes on the roof rack, drive out to the Berkshires and ride with …

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