In Memory of

Edwin

A.

Brewster

Obituary for Edwin A. Brewster

It is with the deepest sorrow and agonizing heartbreak that I announce the passing of Ulster County Sheriffs Office retired Detective Lieutenant, and former Chief of Police of Woodstock, Edwin A. Brewster in the early morning hours of Saturday, March 30th, 2019, while being held gently in my arms. Almost exactly 11 years from the date we first met, my warrior and hero has gone home to rest. God keep you in peace my love. Our final text to each other last night says it all: "Sleep well my love, sleep well." ~ Belinda (Pasker) Brewster

Ed was born in the Bronx, NY on July 12th, 1959, a son of the late Gertrude (Mc Donald) Brewster.

In addition to being a member of the Police Chiefs Association of Ulster County and the Sons of American Legion, he also held membership in many other organizations.

He is survived by his wife of 10 years, Belinda (Pasker) Brewster, his children: Catie and EJ Brewster, and Kate Fallon, seven stepchildren, and 14 grandchildren.


Friends will be received at the Gilpatric-VanVliet Funeral Home, 339 Broadway, Ulster Park, Town of Esopus on Thursday, from 4:00 pm to 7:00 pm.


In following Ed’s preplanned funeral directives: there will be no newspaper obituary, and his funeral service and burial will remain private.


The Parting Glass:
Of all the money that e'er I had
I've spent it in good company
And all the harm that e'er I've done
Alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit
To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all

So fill to me the parting glass
And drink a health whate'er befall,
And gently rise and softly call
Good night and joy be to you all

Of all the comrades that e'er I had
They are sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
They would wish me one more day to stay

But since it fell unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call
Good night and joy be with you all

A man may drink and not be drunk
A man may fight and not be slain
A man may court a pretty girl
And perhaps be welcomed back again
But since it has so ought to be
By a time to rise and a time to fall
Come fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all
Good night and joy be with you all.