Roberta E. Davis, of Abington, passed away July 30th, at the age of 85. Roberta was the devoted wife of the late Robert E. Davis. And yes, that's no typo. Their names were indeed but a letter apart. The couple was an instant match. So, anyone pining for their soulmate, take note: find a partner with a curiously similar name so they're easier to love and the mail is comically confusing.

Born November 2nd, 1938, Roberta was the daughter of Robert and Ethelynde Kyle. She had two siblings, her brother, William Kyle, and her late sister, Margorie Grant (Kyle).

Roberta was the loving mother of Steven Davis and girlfriend Donna Johnson, Sharon Howie (Davis) and husband Michael, and Gregory Davis; adoring grandmother of Joseph and Cody Howie. All to whom she passed down her preference of shouting over speaking as a means of casual conversation.

Besides raising these equally boisterous children, a job all its own, she also worked as a secretary for John Hancock and shopkeeper for the Nissen Bakery Thrift Store where she lent her bubbly personality for 17 years before retiring. It is from Nissen she would bring home boxes of Entenmann's and other baked goodies for her family. These were usually all past their best-by date, though she'd tell you that was rubbish anyway – the date, not the food. According to her, those donuts were easily good a few months more.

She was even a  wonderful baker in her own right, and one thing she will take to her grave is the recipe for her shinies – hands down, the chewiest, most scrumptious brownies to have ever come glistening out of any oven during the holidays. Her daughter has been trying to recreate this pastry pinnacle for the better part of her life with zero luck. So, her own children will just now have to forever make do with her crumbly, pan-sticking coalies. Mmmmmm. Thanks, Grammy.

Roberta's favorite activities included spending time with her family, going to Bingo and Penny Sales with her friend, Betty, and hollering at the ball game on TV. An avid and lifelong Red Sox fan, if it wasn't for the man she was destined to marry, she'd have settled for Mister Jason Varitek. Base-rounding jokes aside, he was a close second.

She was also an  animal lover, and all her pets over the years were counted among her children. Especially, her late and precious MyToe, a feisty little, black lhasapoo. The two of them had the same haircut. And he was a yapper just like his mom.

But Roberta's no longer here to share that deafening intensity of hers.

Because she's no longer of this earth and has since been reunited with her darling, Robert, where they've been promoted from a match made in forename to a match made in heaven. Together again, screaming over their beloved Red Sox and those #%@$!&* Yankees.

She will be achingly missed but thankfully her boisterous voice will ring on in our ears forever.

A Visitation will be held at the Quealy & Son Funeral Home, 116 Adams Street, Abington, MA on Saturday August 10, from 9 AM to 11 AM. Followed by a funeral home service at 11 AM. Interment to follow at St. Patrick's Cemetery Rockland.