Franciette Albert

Franciette Albert was a woman whose journey began on December 26, 1953, in Coupe-à-l’Inde, a rural section of Marchand Dessalines, Haiti, a place that shaped her values, her resilience, and her deep love for home.

Franciette spent the first 27 years of her life there, rooted in the land and community that raised her. But as life often does, it eventually whispered, “There’s more to see.” And so, around the late 1970s, she packed her courage, determination, and unmistakable Haitian spirit and set off, first, to Canada. Now…Canada didn’t keep her long ok. Somewhere between the snowflakes and the cold winds, Franciette likely thought, “This is beautiful… but absolutely not.” Within months, she crossed into the United States, proving that while she was adventurous, she was still very much an islander at heart. She did not escape the cold altogether. She only traded it for New York in 1979.

Like many Haitians of her generation, Franciette worked hard in factory jobs, doing what needed to be done without complaint. It was during that time, while working at a popular store called Bongiorno, that fate decided to clock in as well. There she met a man named Kesner Aimé. Cupid didn’t waste any time with those two. One thing led to another, and soon enough, they were married. From their union came a son, her pride and joy, who remains her only child and one of her greatest legacies: Stanley Aimé.

After some years in Connecticut, she got news that the sun might be hotter in Florida, so she decided to go see for herself. She understood that maybe for once, “The grass is greener on the other side.” With that assumption that was, of course, well-informed, Franciette and her family made another bold move—this time to move to Orlando Florida for good. And if Canada was too cold, Florida was just right. In Orlando, Franciette truly found her footing. She became a successful and respected merchant, a woman renowned for her exceptional work ethic, astute business sense, and unwavering perseverance. At one point, she owned two stores, and among her many ventures was even a Haitian bakery—because no matter how far she went, Haiti always followed her, especially through food.

And that love for Haiti never faded. Franciette carried her homeland in her heart every single day. Whenever she had the chance, she would return Home to reconnect with family, friends, memories, and the soil that had first known her footsteps.

Franciette leaves behind a beautiful legacy of family and love. She is survived by her son Stanley Aimé, her beloved grandchildren, Stanley Junior and Carter Aimé, who were a constant source of joy and pride. Natasha, Stanley’s wife, was cherished by her; she was as much a daughter to her as if she had given birth to her herself! The mother of her grandchildren, Natacha or Tasha, was someone she took into her family; she embraced her to the full extent of it. She is also survived by her only two remaining siblings, Marie Alida and Raphael Albert. In addition, she is lovingly remembered by her cousins and many nephews and nieces—so many, in fact, that listing all their names would require its own program! Many of them are here today, a testament to the profound impact she had on her family.

Franciette Albert lived a life defined by courage, adaptability, hard work, and love. She crossed borders, built businesses, raised a family, and stayed true to who she was. Today, we remember not just where she came from or what she achieved, but how she lived with strength, humor, and an unbreakable connection to her roots.

Her journey may have ended, but her story, her legacy, and her love live on in all of us who were lucky enough to know her.

Franciette Albert, today, we remember not just where you came from or what you have accomplished, but how you lived with strength, humor, and an unshakable sense of self. You will never be forgotten!

Your journey may have ended here, but your story, your influence, and your love live on in all of us. You will be welcomed on the other side by your father Athanase, your mother Isabelle Serdiville...your brothers Vilcéus, Martin, Saint Julma…your sister Elise, and Clervéus Albert. In the end, it’s the soul that escapes its prison. Death is just a transition…A new beginning!

May You Rest in Peace!

Thank you.