Olivia Marchand, 17, Memorialized by Peers

Gathering at Westford Academy Ends a Week of Mourning

By Joyce Pellino Crane

WESTFORD, Mass. – The bright smile was evident in every photo displayed on the oversized screen at an afternoon vigil memorializing Olivia Marchand, 17, who, police say, was the tragic victim of domestic violence.

Westford Academy students honored Marchand’s memory one final time, this afternoon, with a five-minute photo essay depicting their classmate from her elementary school days through her senior year—an effervescent girl surrounded by friends or nuzzling her horse Lola.

The assembly inside the school’s 850-seat Performing Arts Center drew so many mourners that it spilled over into a gymnasium.

Police say Marchand was shot with a 9 mm handgun by her father, Brian Marchand, 59, who also critically wounded his wife, Jody, 50, and then killed himself with a gunshot.

The tragedy stunned a quiet community that had just been rocked on January 9 by a similar crime, when police say, Frederick Leduc, 45, shot his wife Karen, 43, at their Forge Village Road home.

Leduc sustained a bullet wound to his chin and is recuperating, according to a spokesperson for Middlesex District Attorney Gerry Leone. Leduc is charged with first degree murcer.

The photos of Marchand capped a moving program that began with choral students singing an a cappella version of “I Believe” from the Broadway musical, “Spring Awakening,” and ended with her grandfather, Walter, “Wally” Toney, speaking extemporaneously about the granddaughter who was “the love of his life.”

“I was there when she was born,” he said, “I was there to put her on the bus for kindergarten. Whenever she couldn’t get a ride from Mom or Dad, she called ‘Pop.’”

Toney did not update the assembly on the condition of his daughter, Jody, who was med-flighted to the University of Massachusetts Memorial Medical Center in Worcester, Monday. A projected image of Jody Marchand, hugging daughter Olivia, greeted mourners as they arrived.

When reached by phone today, a hospital representative said he had no information on Jody Marchand. Unconfirmed news reports say she was shot in the head and shoulder.

Other speakers included James Antonelli, principal of Westford Academy, Everett “Bill” Olsen, school superintendent, Wendy Pechacek, Marchand’s school guidance counselor, Rev. Francis L. Costello, retired pastor of the First Baptist Church of Chelmsford, and Nicole Kibblehouse, Marchand’s best friend and a Westford Academy senior.

Marchand emerged through their presentations as an outgoing, friendly, kind person, well-liked among her peers.

“The name ‘Olivia’ was so appropriate,” said Olsen, “because the name means beauty, truthfulness, dignity, and peace. She was beautiful and now she’s at peace.”

Meanwhile at the Blake Funeral Home in Chelmsford, a neighboring town to Westford, a wake was held for Brian Marchand today. According to a published obituary, he was the father of three children from a previous marriage, the grandfather of four, and a cancer survivor. Olivia was the only child of Brian and Jody Marchand, according to Leone.

“This sudden and tragic ending did not reflect the man he was or the life that he led,” said the posting. “He will be greatly missed by family and friends.”

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“Live for Liv,” is Message to Grieving Community

Community Gathers to Memorialize Olivia Marchand, 17, Domestic Violence Victim

Community Gathers to Memorialize Olivia Marchand, 17, Domestic Violence Victim

Mass Memorializes Olivia Marchand, 17, Fatally Shot by her Father, Police Say

by Joyce Pellino Crane

WESTFORD, Mass. – A high school senior beseeched the community to “Live for Liv,” this morning, inside an overflowing church where her fellow classmates, their families, and friends gathered to memorialize a student who died violently this week.

The early morning Mass at St. Catherine of Alexandria Church brought together a community seeking solace over the death of a popular high school senior and the critical wounding of her mother who, police say, were fatally shot Monday by the student’s father, before he turned the gun on himself.

Olivia Marchand, 17, died at her Makepeace Road home from a 9 mm gunshot wound. Her mother, Jody Marchand, 50, was med-flighted to the University of Massachusetts Memorial Medical Center in Worcester where a hospital representative, today, said he had “no information on that patient.”

Brian Marchand, 59, Olivia’s father and Jody’s husband, died at the scene, according to Middlesex District Attorney Gerry Leone.

The tragedy brought a wave of grief to this community and raised awareness of violent crime among 1400 public high school students at Westford Academy, where Olivia Marchand attended.

Since Tuesday, school officials have overseen a series of efforts designed to help her closest friends and the extended student population cope with her death. In addition to this morning’s Mass and vigil scheduled for this afternoon, students were encouraged to seek grief counseling during the week from guidance counselors. They met inside the high school auditorium and poured their sorrow onto rolls of paper stretched across the stage that were to be later displayed in the corridors. They gathered at the home of Olivia Marchand’s best friend Nicole Kibblehouse, where they were comforted by the Revs. Peter F. Quinn and David P. White.

On Thursday, the senior class held a somber vigil on the very day they were scheduled to kick-off the last 100 days of classes—traditionally a day of jubilance.

Earlier in the week regional media outlets overran the community with on-air personalities, video camera operators, and vans projecting towering broadcast antennae.

The tragedy was intensified because only three weeks earlier, a similar incident had taken place at a Forge Village Road home. On January 9, police say Frederick Leduc, 45, fatally shot his wife Karen, 43, while their two younger sons, Jared and Justyn, were inside. Leduc is recuperating from a gunshot wound to his chin, and is charged with first degree murder, according to a spokesperson for Leone. The two boys attend Westford Academy. The oldest son, Joshua, lives on his own.

Brian Marchand, 59, was a member of an extended family in the area, which runs a heating oil business. Leo Marchand, Inc., of Chelmsford, is owned by Colonial Oil, of Chelmsford, Ray Marchand Oil, and Dagnon Oil, both of Lowell. The business was established in 1960. It is not clear whether Brian Marchand was affiliated with any of the companies.

Monday, Police responded to two abruptly terminated 911 calls made from the home by phoning the number that appeared on the emergency dispatch system and briefly speaking with Olivia.

Following protocol, a police cruiser was sent to the home, arriving only “minutes” after Olivia Marchand had told the police dispatcher that the family was “all set” and not in need of assistance, according to Leone. But what they found inside the home’s master bedroom, was an “unspeakable” scene, he added.

At this morning’s service, Quinn quoted 1950 Nobel Laureate Prize winner for Peace, Ralph Bunche, who said “if you want to get across an idea, wrap it up in a person.”

God gave us Jesus Christ to convey his message, said Quinn.

For some students, Olivia Marchand’s death has conveyed a message that is deepening their understanding of their own existence, Quinn noted. One high school student confided that before the tragedy, he only gave thought to how events impacted him. But since Monday, the student said he now considers the effect on those around him, according to Quinn.

“I’d say that’s a life-changing transformation,” Quinn said to the hundreds seated inside the church.

Several students took part in the service, leading the attendees in a traditional prayer, and carrying the Communion gifts to the Altar for blessing.

The service ended with a tribute to Olivia Marchand from Kibblehouse, a member of St. Catherine’s congregation.

“I don’t want you to remember her as the picture you see in the newspaper…,” she said. “I want you to remember her as if you were her best friend.”

Speaking in the present tense, Kibblehouse painted the picture of a vibrant and joyous teenager who “loves chocolate” so much she has a Godiva membership, “never wears make-up,” and listens to “hardcore screamo music.”

“Livy’s favorite color is purple and she loves the summer,” Kibblehouse said. “…Liv loves her life and her family and is perfectly happy…she says she’s had enough tears and wants you to get up and do everything you want to do…Live for Liv.”

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Students Grieve for Classmate; Police say Teen Was Killed by Father in Murder-Suicide

Jody Marchand

Jody Marchand, mother of Olivia

Mother Remains Hospitalized in Critical Condition

by Joyce Pellino Crane

WESTFORD, MASS. – The day after a Westford Academy student was fatally shot by her father with a 9 mm. handgun, according to police, dozens of students gathered inside the public high school’s auditorium to handwrite their sorrow on rolls of paper stretched across the stage.

About 70 seniors gathered this afternoon to grieve collectively for Olivia Marchand, a popular high school senior who was planning to attend the University of Vermont in the fall as a freshman.

Instead she was found dead at 8:37 p.m. yesterday inside her parent’s master bedroom on Makepeace Road from a gunshot wound, the victim of a murder-suicide, according to Middlesex District Attorney Gerry Leone. Leone said her father, Brian Marchand, 59 shot and killed his 17-year-old daughter, and shot his wife, Jody Marchand, 50, who was med-flighted to the University of Massachusetts Medical Center in Worcester where she remains in critical condition (checking).

Westford Academy Principal James Antonelli said the students’ writings and artwork would be hung along school corridors.

A police detail stood at the front door yesterday afternoon, and the town’s top public safety officials were meeting with Antonelli inside his office. Members of the Clergy were present to help the school’s guidance counselors with grief counseling. Antonelli said colleagues from several other school districts, including Tyngsborough, offered to help counsel students.

The mood was somber inside the building. Mournful expressions were on the faces of some teachers, guidance counselors and students.

Antonelli said the senior class had been planning a celebration of their remaining 100 days of school Thursday. But with Marchand’s tragic passing, that event has been canceled, as was all of today’s after-school activities.

Instead students are planning a vigil in Marchand’s honor for Thursday during school hours. Meanwhile, at the Star Circle home of Marchand’s best friend, Nicole Kibblehouse, about a dozen students met after school today with the Revs. Peter F. Quinn and David P. White of St. Catherine of Alexandria Roman Catholic Church in Westford, according to Kibblehouse’s mother Lynn Kibblehouse.

The Marchand family did not participate in the church community, according to a woman who answered the phone at the Parish Center. But Lynn Kibblehouse said she and her family are members of the Parish.

Kibblehouse said she was anticipating a large crowd of students tonight.

“I was told to clear out the furniture,” she said.

The elder Kibblehouse said her daughter declined to speak to reporters but authorized her mother to share information about her friendship with Olivia Marchand.

The two had known each other since middle school, said Kibblehouse, and had become best friends over the past two years. The friendship began with a passion for jewelry-making and evolved into an interest in Yoga and Buddhism.

“They were free spirits,” said Kibblehouse. “Their uniqueness made them best friends.”

Just recently the two girls dyed their hair at another friend’s house and then arrived at the Kibblehouse residence to rinse out the color in a race against the clock.

“It was so funny,” said Kibblehouse. “They ran through the house. It was hysterical.”

Kibblehouse said she was unaware that Brian Marchand had weapons in his home.

“It never crossed my mind,” she said.

This was the second violent incident in this quiet, serene community within three weeks. On January 9, police say Frederick Leduc, 45, fatally shot his wife Karen, 43, and then shot himself under the chin. He is charged with first degree murder. The family includes two teenage sons who attend Westford Academy and an adult son living on his own.

Leone said Marchand was an avid hunter and fisherman and possessed several guns that were legally registered.

“There were also other weapons not registered in the home,” said Leone.

Police dispatchers received two hangup calls Monday night to their Emergency 911 system. Caller identification provided the phone number, and a dispatcher phoned the home and spoke with Olivia Marchand who said she was “all set,”  according to Leone, meaning the family was not in need of police assistance. But Brian Marchand shot Olivia, his wife, and himself, Leone said. It was not clear whether police heard gunshots while on the phone, but they arrived on the scene minutes later, said Leone, to find an “unspeakable” scene. No one else was inside the home, Leone said.

Olivia and Brian were pronounced dead at the scene, and Jody was critically wounded.

Police had no record of domestic violence calls to the home, said Leone. The couple may have been experiencing marital discord and financial troubles, but nothing leading “to this degree,” he added. Kibblehouse said Brian Marchand had been ill recently but was recovering. He is the father of three children from a previous marriage. Olivia was the only child of Brian and Jody Marchand.

She was described by Leone as a beautiful, extremely well-liked cheerleader at Westford Academy. However, Antonelli later said Marchand was working too many hours this year to participate on the school’s cheerleading squad.

Brian Marchand is a member of an extended family in the area, which runs an oil burner business. Leo Marchand, Inc., of Chelmsford is owned by Colonial Oil, of Chelmsford, Ray Marchand Oil, and Dagnon Oil, both of Lowell. The business was established in 1960. It’s not clear whether Brian Marchand was affiliated with any of the companies.

Jody Marchand is a Senior Loan Officer at the Salem Five Bank, and a member of the Northeast Association of Realtors, Inc., both of Chelmsford.

The association’s Executive Director Anne Rendle said she knows Jody Marchand as “a wonderful association volunteer, a worker, a roll up your sleeves type of person.”

Westford Academy has had its share of tragedy and triumphs. In 2003, a math teacher pled guilty to distributing heroin and was sentenced to four years in the Massachusetts Correctional Institute at Framingham. At least two Westford Academy students, at the time, were the recipients of the drugs. But in 2007 the high school was one of 35 Massachusetts learning institutes to be selected as a Compass School by the state Department of Education and in 2008, Antonelli was one of only two principals in the state to bring home a No Child Left Behind-Blue Ribbon award from the US Department of Education. The school consistently ranks among the top on assessment testing scores.

Superintendent Everett “Bill” Olsen professed “profound sadness” over Marchand’s death.

“Our job right now is to make sure everyone can make it through the week with support,” he said.

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Two Dead in Westford, Third Air-lifted to Hospital

Serene Community Again Rocked by Apparent Violence

Westford, MA – Two people in a Makepeace Road home died tonight and a third was airlifted to the University of Massachusetts Memorial Medical Center in Worcester, according to Westford Police Captain Joseph Roy. The incident occurred at 8:37 p.m. Roy did not identify the victims pending notification of next of kin and would not specify a cause of death.

Regional broadcast media reported that the fatalities were due to gunshot wounds.

The incident remains under investigation, Roy said.

Until recently, violent crimes in this pastoral community were rare. But on January 9, Frederick Leduc of Forge Village Road allegedly shot his wife Karen and sustained a gunshot wound under his chin. Karen Leduc died a few days later and Leduc was charged with first degree murder while recuperating at Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston.

JOYCE PELLINO CRANE

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Scott Brown Steals Mass. Senate Seat

Stunning Race Outcome Sends Republican to D.C.

Martha Coakley’s stunning upset to Scott Brown in the Massachusetts Senate race tonight is not about dissatisfaction with the economy and the Obama Administration. It’s about a talented but bland candidate who stacked up less favorably in comparison to her charismatic male opponent.

Whether you’re the engaging Sarah Palin or the pragmatic Hillary Clinton, if you’re a female,  you’ll face vicious critics. Coakley’s regional bid didn’t generate the same level of nastiness that the two national female candidates experienced during the 2008 Presidential campaign but only because the timeline was short and took place over the Christmas holiday when many were distracted, leaving less time for scrutiny. But make no mistake, Coakley lost votes because of her gender and because we still struggle with subconscious beliefs about female roles in this country.

That combined with her cool persona cost her the election.

Coakley’s campaign biography doesn’t specify where she grew up, but media outlets report that it was North Adams, Mass., where she was the third of five children. She comes across as a stereotypical New Englander, distant, smart, capable, but lacking in personality. That persona doesn’t play well nationally and it probably hurt her fundraising endeavors as the campaign wore on.

Brown’s image, on the other hand, played so well in the national media, that my elderly mother in Florida was encouraging me to vote for him. (Her position didn’t influence me, and I don’t reveal my voting choices—even to my children).

Brown, a Republican state senator from Wrentham, appealed to the nation’s conservative kingmakers, and in the final weeks of the campaign money began pouring in from all over the country.

Among the supporters was former Massachusetts Governor Mitt Romney, a 2008 Presidential candidate, who said he lent Brown his donor list and his campaign organizers.

Brown also used the Internet effectively to raise money.

The funding allowed Brown to clog the airwaves with his campaign ads and call households incessantly with automated messages that addressed the voter by name. I’ve lost count of how many times I heard Brown say “Joyce.” Sometime the calls appeared as “unknowns” on caller identification, and other times as “private callers.” For some inexplicable reason, I listened to the messages.

Coakley’s ads were all over the media, as well. But their negativity caused me to stop listening, and her phone calls were less frequent and, consequently, less memorable—even though it was a hoot to hear former President Bill Clinton and US Representative Niki Tsongas, a Democrat, on my voice mail.

Brown had other attributes. He was good looking enough in his youth to pose naked in a Cosmopolitan centerfold piece. He’s got a famous daughter and a wife who is regionally recognizable because of her news reporting career.

We know about him and his family, because he told us about them. Tonight was the first time ever that I heard Coakley’s husband’s name—Thomas J. O’Connor Jr.–and learned that he is a retired police officer. In fairness, O’Connor’s photo is on her campaign web site, but I never went there before tonight. The couple resides in Medford.

Coakley’s concession speech was gracious and inspiring—perhaps the best performance we’ve seen since her campaign began.

“Sometimes it’s better to travel hopefully,” she said, “then to arrive.”

Her loss will be dissected in the weeks to come and a national movement to elect more female candidates will feel the setback. Coakley, a Democrat, is the state Attorney General.

But tonight Brown is reveling in his victory. As I write this, he’s praising the late Senator Edward M. Kennedy and Kennedy’s widow Victoria, and introducing his family: daughters, Arianna, a Syracuse University student; and Ayla, a student at Boston College and a former American Idol semi-finalist; and wife Gail Huff, a local broadcast journalist.

“Arianna’s not available, but Ayla definitely is,” Brown joked about his unmarried daughters.

Brown thanked Romney for his help with the campaign, and acknowledged support from Arizona Senator John McCain, the Republican candidate in the 2008 Presidential campaign, whom he called “a true hero.”

“He told me I could win, and gave me confidence,” said Brown.

Brown said he knew things were going well with his campaign when he saw a hand-painted “Scott Brown” lawn sign popping out of a snow bank “that I didn’t put up myself.” He won 52 percent of the votes as compared to Coakley’s 47 percent.

During the campaign, Brown voiced his opposition to the pending health care reform bill which requires a supermajority of at least 60 votes in the 100-member Senate to pass. Senate supporters and opponents split down party lines on December 24 when the measure passed. But 39 out of 40 Republicans denied it, with Senator Jim Bunning, a Kentucky Republican, not voting.

In November, the House had passed its own version. The two bills must now be merged  into one and a final vote taken in both chambers before President Barack Obama signs it into law.

Because passage in the Senate requires a two-thirds majority, Brown’s presence shifts the balance of power away from the Democrats who have been accused of cutting back room deals to sway the votes of a handful of wavering Democratic and Independent Senators.

“I will work with the Senate to reform health care in an open way,” Brown said. “No more back room deals.”

Brown has said that he hopes to cast the 41st vote against the bill.

“One thing is clear as I travel throughout the state,” he said. “People don’t want the trillion dollar health care plan that’s being forced on them. It will raise taxes, hurt Medicare, destroy jobs and run our nation deeper into debt…We can do better.”

It’s hard to gauge whether his position on health care helped him win, since Massachusetts passed a health care reform bill in 2006, and it has been a successful and popular program.

I don’t think it was Brown’s positions or political platform that won the election for him. It was simply and shallowly the image he projected. He looks like a senator. And let’s face it—we’re still not ready for women to lead this country. Just ask Hillary…or even Sarah.

JOYCE PELLINO CRANE

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A Flap or Two Before Green was Cool

Newsday, published June 9, 2008.

By Joyce Pellino Crane

Just out of the camera shot was the clothesline carousel I wrote about in this humorous Newsday essay. To my right: Dad, Mom, my sister, and brother (front).
Just out of camera shot was the carousel clothesline I wrote about in this humorous Newsday essay. To my right: Dad, Mom, my sister, and brother (front).

The shouting matches started shortly after my family moved into the Dutch Colonial house across from the town’s public high school.

Mrs. Gibson, a widowed socialite with a butler, a poodle, and a two-toned Cadillac, had never expected to see a family of Italians next door.

But there she was in her twilight years battling the reality of a changing society. The tony New York suburb, known for its debutantes and coming out parties (this was an era when coming out wasn’t followed by “of the closet”) was being infiltrated by the nouveau riche with last names ending in vowels. Mrs. Gibson wasn’t ready for it.

They arrived with screechy station wagons, smudge-faced kids, and religious statues on the front lawn.

She upbraided. My mother retorted. The words got nasty.

So I can only imagine her apoplexy when she saw my father cementing a carousel clothesline in our side lawn, and my mother hanging clothes from it. The blight was visible from all angles, including Mrs. Gibson’s windows.

When I read about the controversy in Southampton, NY, over outdoor clotheslines and their impact on property values, I felt compelled to speak up. I applaud town officials for repealing the ban on hanging clothes.

That first summer in our home, was also my first year of life. I’m told Mrs. Gibson’s window shades went down on the day we moved in, and—except for when she was spitting nails from an open window–never came up again until she passed away years later.

Though this was an era when most middle class households were equipped with modern appliances, our first dryer wasn’t purchased until longer after I left for college, some 18 years after moving to the house. The decision had nothing to do with money.  My mother simply didn’t want one.

So throughout my junior high and high school years, my schoolmates would stare out classroom windows at my mother’s waving laundry. She had an unchangeable system: unmentionables were (thankfully) hung on the inner ropes and meticulously surrounded by increasingly larger garments—my brothers tiny shorts, my skinny pedal pushers, my sister’s sleek shifts, my mother’s billowy housedresses–until my father’s shirts and workpants flapped cordially.

It never occurred to me until now that my mother was single-handedly bringing down property values in that Westchester County community.

In an era when green is cool and sustainable design is trendy, how many of us think twice about the energy consumed each time we load the dryer?

If I had the nerve, I’d run a clothesline off my back patio. I’m certain the sight would startle my neighbors, but I can’t think of a more practical invention. Hanging laundry not only conserves electricity, but it introduces fresh air and exercise in between computer stints.

Years ago I took a trip to Prince Edward Island. As I rode my bicycle amid the sea sculpted landscapes, so stark yet alluring, I found myself drawn not to the ocean and its white sand, nor the blue herons wading in the estuaries, but to the clotheslines adorned with garments. Instead of scenery, my photographs were of rippling threads. I was struck by the incongruity of the deserted yards and buttoned-up homes against the obvious telltale signs that people with rich lives lived inside.

If Mrs. Gibson had lifted her shades all those years ago, perhaps she might have learned something about the people next door.

I don’t think our elderly neighbor lived long enough to see our gas dryer arrive, but somehow she endured us in spite of herself.

Joyce Pellino Crane, a freelance writer and frequent contributor to the Boston Globe, is writing a memoir of the post World War II years. She can be reached at crane@globe.com

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