"Harriet Jacobucci, 77"
OBITUARIES
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Harriet Jacobucci, 77, died Dec. 22, 2005, at her home after an illness.
She was the former wife of Joe Cameron and the wife of the late Louis Jacobucci, who died in 2000.
Mrs. Jacobucci was born in Peekskill, N.Y., raised and educated in Fairlawn, N.J.
She was a 1946 graduate of Fairlawn High School.
After graduating from high school, she attended Elmira College in N.Y, and then transferred to Columbia Presbyterian School of Nursing in Manhattan, N.Y, where she graduated as a licensed nurse practitioner.
At that time she married Mr. Cameron and settled in New Jersey, where they raised their family.
In 1964, they moved to Cummaquid.
She later went back to school and earned a bachelor's in social work from Boston University's Metropolitan College and a master's in human services administration from Antioch College in Cambridge.
In 1979 she married Louis Jacobucci and lived in Hyannis and West Yarmouth.
She pioneered and became the executive director of Cape Cod Homemaker-Home Health Aide Services.
She founded the Council for Home Health Aide of Massachusetts, and chaired the committee that wrote the standards for the new field of service.
She also created the training course and standards for supervision, which were adopted by the state of Massachusetts.
Later, she reorganized the company under the name Visiting Nurse's Association of Upper Cape Cod.
In 1985 she became a social worker for Cape Cod Hospital- Pavillion in Centerville and a nursing home in Sandwich.
She retired in 1993.
She loved to read and play bridge and was a cat fanatic.
She also loved Tai Chi at the Yarmouth Senior Center, where she was a member.
She volunteered with the Early Alzheimer s Patients Group and created a social club for family members.
She also volunteered as a teacher of English for Portuguese and Puerto Rican adults and students on the Cape.
Survivors include two sons, Stephen C. Cameron of West Yarmouth and Chikur Cameron of Bariboo, Wis.; three grandsons; and a nephew.
A celebration of her life will be at a later date.
Dreamstory, Chapter Three: Unitarian Church
UNITARIAN CHURCH
Barnstable Patriot, May 23, 1968
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Speaker for the 11 a.m. service of the Unitarian Church May 26 will be Louis Jacobucci, executive director of MSPCC, who has been chairman of the social concerns committee of the church and is chairman of the prudential committee. Among other activities are membership in Hyannis Rotary; he is also vice president of Cape Cod Community Council and chairman of Community Action Committee of Cape Cod.
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