As a boy, Brandon J. Thibeau was so determined to be helpful, his grandmother had to cut her broom’s handle in half. That way, he could still pitch in sweeping up around the house, his mother said.
It was an early glimpse of the young man her son would become. Never one to draw attention to himself, he was always looking out for others – even until his last days, she said.
“Brandon was always concerned about everybody else,” said Jane Thibeau, 48, of Cumberland.
When doctors told him that treatments for his rare form of cancer were no longer effective, he was already thinking about how his parents would cope with his death.
“He said, ‘I worry about you.’ I told him, ‘Brandon, we’re going to be fine.’ I wanted to reassure him,” his mother said.