Our family is saddened to announce the death of Walter J. Lynch of Dorchester, MA, who passed away November 12, 2010. He was the son of the late Robert and Kathleen (Layden) Lynch. Sonny, as he was affectionately known, was born in Boston on March 24, 1934. He joined the army and eventually found his way to Goshen, NB, where he lived for several years. He soon made many friends and began playing hockey with the Elgin Comets. Sonny made many lifelong friendships during his time in New Brunswick. Eventually, he made his way back to Boston where he met Lorraine. They went on to have four children, Deborah, Robert, Cynthia and Scott. Sonny worked very hard over the years to take care of his family, working at Hood Dairies, Cedar Grove Cemetery and AT&T where he drove 500 miles everyday from Boston to Burlington, Vermont. Eventually, he went to work for USPS from where he retired in 2000. After retirement, he and Lorraine had more time to travel to their cabin in Goshen. Everyone back home always looked forward to their arrival and knew the card games would be fierce. When Sonny would bang his knuckles on the table, you knew he had you beat. There were many laughs during those games no matter who was playing and most of the time, it would be because of Sonny teasing Lorraine. Sonny was a lover of music, hockey and hunting. He also had a fantastic sense of humor and played many pranks on family and friends over the years There are great stories about the deer that were shot over the years and Sonny loved to tease Nellie by bringing home his "trophy liver". Many other funny stories will continue to be told for years to come. Hockey was a passion for Sonny and everyone knew to not call when the hockey games were on as he took these games very seriously. If you kept talking during a game he was watching, you got "the look" that told you it was time to be quiet and watch the game. Sonny will be forever missed by his wife Elizabeth "Lorraine" (MacVarish), his children Deborah Bartkiewicz and her husband Rafal of Quincy, Robert and his wife Dawn of Scituate, Cynthia Oliver and her husband Richard of Dorchester and Scott and his wife Lisa of Randolph. Also he was Papa to Ryan, Erica, Kathleen, Colleen, Stephen, Alex, Kailie, Cameron and Madison and the brother to William Quinn of Everett. Sonny is also survived by his Uncle Harold Layden and his wife Velma of Goshen, NB, his aunts Doreen McNaught of Albert, NB and Lorraine Vincent of Moncton, NB and Nellie Layden of Goshen, and his brother and sister in law, Joe and Eileen MacVarish of PEI. Also survived by several nieces, nephews and cousins. Sonny is predeceased by his half brother Robert Lynch and his half sister Roberta Clarke. Arrangements were entrusted to John J. O'Connor & Son Funeral Home in Dorchester, MA. Visitation was held on Sunday, November 14th and the Mass of Christian Burial was held on Monday, November 15th from St. Ann's Church in Neponset. Interment took place at Cedar Grove Cemetery, Dorchester, (Boston) MA Sonny lives on a farm on a wide open space Where you can take off your sneakers and give up the race You could lay down your head by a sweet river bed But Sonny always remembers what it was his Mama said Sonny carries a load though he's barely a man There ain't all that to do, still he does what he can And he watches the sea from a room by the stairs And the waves keep on rollin', they've done that for years Oh, Sonny don't go away, I am here all alone And your daddy's a sailor who never comes home And the nights get so long and the silence goes on And I'm feeling so tired, I'm not all that strong And it's a hundred miles to town, Sonny's never been there And he goes to the highway and stands there and stares And the mail comes at four and the mailman is old Oh, but he still dreams his dreams full of silver and gold Sonny's dreams can't be real, they're just stories he's read They're just stars in his eyes, they're just dreams in his head And he's hungry inside for the wide world outside And I know I can't hold him though I've tried and I've tried Oh, Sonny don't go away, I am here all alone And your daddy's a sailor who never comes home And the nights get so long and the silence goes on And I'm feeling so tired, I'm not all that strong