Pauline Lucie Wylie

Pauline Lucie Wylie, nee Pauline Lussier, nee Pauline Seufert, joined her husband James Wylie in heaven early am on Thursday, October 1, 2026.

When Chris and I were searching for her social security number for the paperwork to make funeral arrangements, we learned very quickly how meticulously organized she was. We found receipts for EVERYTHING, I mean everything, from items bought over the last 41 years that she lived in Florida to bank statements, doctor notes, cards, blueprints of her house, and the list goes on. Everything had a place and label or file, but all this is what made her the person she was and why we loved her. 

Pauline was born and raised in New Bedford MA and worked in Boston as an Assistant Stockbroker for many years before she and Jim decided to leave the cold northern climes and move to FL. She semi-retired at that time but took short stints working for various local FL businesses until fully retiring at 75. 

She and Jim were worldly sailors, sailing to the Canadian Maritimes, Bermuda, Mexico, the Bahamas, and Caribbean. While many of you have “Pauline” stories, the one we cherish the most, and the one she would often repeat, was of going to a local Cape Coral farm stand to buy green tomatoes and unripe vegetables, then sitting on the living room floor at the house and wrapping them in brown paper and storing them in shaded lockers on the sailboat, only taking them out a few days before use to ripen. This way they would last a long time without refrigeration. She would then go to another local farm where a lady would collect unfertilized eggs for her, and if you kept them in shaded lockers and turned them every week, they would last up to 3-months, which was about the length of their many sailboat adventures. Even after the local farm stand long had long since closed, every time we drove by would trigger this story again, and again; we were always interested and never interrupted. 

The tide was nearing high when she passed and we could almost hear Jim calling to her when he saw her again “Pauline, hurry up with those eggs and vegetables as we have a tide to catch”.

She will be missed by many but not forgotten.

In lieu of flowers please share your “Pauline” stories as flowers wilt quickly, but memories do not.