October 11, 1939 to July 13, 2017
Earl Findlay Priest passed away unexpectedly at home on July 13, 2017 at the age of 77 years.
Earl is survived by his loving wife, Margaret; his children, Gail (Neil) Carruthers and Colleen (Mike) Symes; his step children, Randa (Miles) Olsen, Tim Scott and Kelly (Kenda) Scott; his grandchildren, Amy and Laura Carruthers, Morgan and Natalie Symes, MacKenzie (Spencer) Firus, Erik Olsen, Darby Olsen, Sadie Scott, Lindsay Scott, Nicholas Scott, Parker Scott and Summer Scott; his brothers, Vernon (Lynn) and family and Don (Gloria) and family; his sisters-in-law, Rosemarie Priest and family and Jean (Harold) Friday and family; his brothers-in-law, Ian (Peggy) McKenzie and family, Hugh McKenzie and family, George (Annette) McKenzie and family, Grant McKenzie, and Barry (Elaine) McKenzie and family.
Earl was predeceased by his parents, John and Julie Priest, his brother, Lyle and his sister-in-law, Myrtle McKenzie.
Earl’s memorial service was held at the Lloydminster Stockade Convention Centre on July 19, 2017 with Lee Patmore officiating. Pat Skinner was the organist and Leann Priest the soloist. Eulogies were given by Murray MacDonald, Gail Carruthers, Colleen Symes, Amy Carruthers and Laura Carruthers and readings were by Sadie Scott and MacKenzie Firus.
The following are abbreviated versions of eulogies delivered during Earl’s service.
Tribute given byMurray MacDonald
It’s an honour for me to share a few words with you about my friend Earl.
Earl was born October 11, 1939, the second son of John and Julie Priest. Fortunately for John and Julie, Earl and his brothers Lyle, Vernon and Don were all angels so they never had any worries.
As young barefoot kids, Earl and Vernon decided to take the Model A for a spin around the yard. Earl was behind the wheel. There was no cover on the accelerator pedal – just a rod sticking out of the floor boards. Always one to be inventive, Earl suggested that Vernon get down on the floor to man the accelerator because it was too hard on Earl’s bare foot. Vernon obliged and says he might have pushed a little too much because they crashed into a tree. The Model A ended up with a new curve on the bumper.
The farm was located an equal distance between Tangleflags, North Bend, and Albion schools. Earl took his first six years of schooling in Tangleflags and then went to Albion for his final years. When they went to Albion, the Priest boys drove a team with a sleigh box to the school, picking up Stringer, Shirtliffe, and Oliver children along the way.
For a few winters in the early 1960s, Earl, Vernon and Lyle worked for the Westgates at a sawmill in Chetwynd. Earl limbed trees, Lyle skidded them to a landing and Vernon hauled them to the mill.
Earl loved playing baseball with North Bend, and competing against teams from Fort Pitt, Dewberry, Standard Hill and other communities. He was a very good pitcher and was picked up one year by Standard Hill for provincials in Moose Jaw.
Hockey was another passion for Earl, and I was fortunate to be one of his line mates with the Hillmond All Stars. One year we had a tournament in Vermilion and I missed the first two games because I had to work. I made it for our third game in one day so my legs were a little fresher than his. I made a pass to Earl that I thought he should have got to but he didn’t. We got back to the bench and I asked if he had forgotten to put his skates on. He had some choice words for me.
Earl was originally the All Stars captain but the team later asked him to be a player-coach. Vernon and Bruce Sutherland recall Earl usually being the first one dressed, stick in hand waiting for us to join him on the ice. He was known for his physical play. One playoff game in Maidstone, he nailed Chick Young. Two nights later we went back to Maidstone but they wouldn’t let us in the rink. Part of the roof had collapsed. Their coach joked with Grant that Earl’s hit almost knocked the rink down.
Earl always enjoyed playing the Marwayne Comets. They were tough competition but great guys who we’d get together with after the game. Speaking of Marwayne, when Earl was younger, he won the Lea Park Rodeo Raffle. At that time, it was a horse and a saddle. Always a farmer, he traded his prize to a neighbour for 4 bred heifers.
Riding and working with horses was another passion. Earl once loaded his horse Queen into the back of a truck with no stock racks and they went to Meadow Lake to compete in calf roping. When he missed the calf, Earl could tell that old Queen was mad at him.
After he was done playing hockey, Earl started curling. It didn’t matter what sport he played, Earl was very competitive. The kids told me that he’d never take it easy on them - whether they were playing ping pong, Monopoly, or checkers, he played to win. But win or lose, he was always a good sport.
I’m going to miss Earl. He was a great friend.
Tribute given byGail Carruthers,Colleen Symes,Amy Carruthers andLaura Carruthers
We, us, our… those are the pronouns Dad always used.
Everything was a group effort and nothing was accomplished alone or owned only by him, whether he was speaking of work on the farm, machinery in the sheds, or titles won by the sports teams he played with. Dad was a true team player – but in our minds there’s no question he wore the C.
Naturally there were a few exceptions to his humbleness. He frequently reminded us that one year at Tangleflags School he finished at the top of his class. Of course he also finished in the middle and at the bottom as he was the only person in that grade.
Dad’s final year of schooling was Grade 10 at Albion School. One of his substitute teachers that year just happened to be Mom, who had just returned home from Teachers’ College. During his last year of school, Dad took a math course by correspondence. That was the most important course he ever took as he used the math formulas all the time on shop projects. Dad built many things including loading chutes, hoof trimming chutes, runways, a stock trailer and a chop hauler. One of the most rewarding projects Dad was involved in was designing and building a Zamboni for the Hillmond Arena. Harvey Pepper – the man who taught Dad so much about welding – worked with Dad to build the ice resurfacer. They had a lot of fun working on that project.
On August 1st, Dad and Mom would have celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. Not many young men would marry a widow with three young children – but Dad did. Mom said that says a lot about him. I’m sure there were times when he wondered about his decision – for example, when Kelly was learning how to play the drums and he and his band spent hours and hours practicing in the basement – but Mom and Dad’s marriage worked out very well and they had a lot of fun together. Last year Dad was telling us how much his grammar had improved since he married Mom. He said he made “a lot less mistakes now”.... to which Mom replied, “You mean fewer.”
Dad was a farmer through and through. He loved everything about it. He farmed with his Dad, Uncle Lyle and Uncle Vernon until 1975 and then he and Mom began farming on their own. Dad was always interested in learning more about agriculture. He turned to farmers he admired for advice, and frequently attended seminars and courses. For example, he took a cow pregnancy checking and AI course offered by Lakeland College. To improve the herd, he AI’d his cows to full blood Simmental bulls for years. Dad also became very good at preg checking cows and soon had a sideline business. He travelled to ranches throughout the region, hauling a specially designed chute he made with him.
Tom Harbin was one of Dad’s mentors, and Dad was very fortunate to rent Tom and Marj’s land for decades. Mom and Dad appreciated the help of everyone who worked with them on the farm. Tim and Kelly helped while they were in school and our cousin Daron Priest worked closely with them for 9 years. Through the years there were many other great employees and family always helped during harvest. Of course Dad was very proud of Gail’s involvement with the farm and they worked well together.
One other person who was always happy to lend a hand on the farm was Grandpa John Priest. He was a lot of help and his occasional misadventures always made for great stories. Fortunately there weren’t many serious accidents on the farm, although Dad did lose his thumb in an auger in 1971. In the late 1970s, Tim was driving a grain truck with a half full water tank in the back. When he got to a corner, the sloshing of the water caused the truck to tip on its side. Dad knew what caused it so he didn’t blame Tim. Dad hired auto body specialist Bill Steinacher in St. Walburg to fix the truck and so began an era of our family purchasing what we called Steinacher Specials. Bill bought damaged vehicles and then repaired and sold them. Between Mom and Dad and all five kids, we probably bought more than 20 of Bill’s vehicles.
As the oil industry picked up in the area, it became more difficult for Dad and Mom to hire help for the farm. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise because in 1995 they joined the International Ag Trainee program and for the next 17 years hosted a trainee. Our first trainee was Brett Rose from Australia. Brett’s a true gem and he and Dad thought the world of each other. When Brett arrived it was winter. One day he and Dad were on their way to Lloydminster and Brett commented that there weren’t many birds in the area. Dad replied that in Canada, the birds don’t come back until the spring. Brett was referring to girls, so he got a chuckle out of Dad’s response.
Mom and Dad met many wonderful people through the trainee program and travelled to numerous countries including Australia, Norway, Denmark and Wales to visit the trainees. Other places they travelled to throughout the years include Europe, many of the States, and every province and territory in Canada but for Newfoundland-Labrador and Nunavut.
When we were younger we holidayed quite a bit with Ernold, Marlene and Dean Priest. Favorite trips were to Yellowstone National Park and Disneyland. Our family also loved spending time with Dean and Moreen Westgate; Dad admired Dean and was proud to farm the Westgate land. Mom and Dad also enjoyed travelling with Rob and Ileene Lindsay and Leo and Erna Oestreicher.
One year we travelled with Leo and Erna to Fairmont. We went to a large outdoor pool and while Mom and Erna lounged on the grass, the rest of us hit the water. Dad headed for the 3 metre diving board. A few successful dives later, and he was ready for the 10 metre board. After waiting in line, it was finally his turn. But once he was on the board he got scared and turned around. The kid behind him asked, “What’s wrong Mister, are you chicken?” So Dad took the plunge. What followed was one epic belly flop.
Dad was very involved in our activities, serving as a 4-H beef leader for years and coaching hockey. He spent a lot of time playing catch with us in the yard. Gail and I weren’t very old when he started throwing knuckle balls at our heads. We quickly learned to watch the ball closely and use two hands to catch. Gail and I later played fastball in Lloydminster, which Mom and Dad enjoyed because they loved the game and they got to know a great group of parents who became their friends.
Our parents encouraged us to participate in as many activities as we could and they were always there to support us whether it was competing in the music festival or playing sports. And they continued that tradition with their grandchildren.
Grandpa will always be remembered as the man with the big smile, big hugs, and an even bigger heart. Grandpa was a generous man to all 12 of his grandchildren. When distance wasn’t an object, Grandpa and Grandma would be there cheering us on at our sport activities, 4-H achievement days, dance and piano recitals and hockey games. Every trip made out to the farm in our younger days included a quad ride with grandpa. And during harvest, you could always find him in the tractor, swather or combine and even without an extra seat, there was always space for one of the grandkids to ride along and chat. When Summer was younger and their family headed to the farm for a visit, she would ask “Which Grandpa are we going to see, the one without the thumb, or the one who can’t hear?”
In recent years, Grandpa taught me (Amy) how to drive the self-propelled swather. One morning we went to fill the swather up with diesel fuel. While I was backing it up to the tank I turned the wheel a little too much and did a complete 360 and came within about 2 inches of hitting both Grandpa and the diesel tank. After I finally got the swather settled and opened the door Grandpa came over and said, “Well at least you didn’t go through the side of the shed like I did.” He always knew exactly what to say to make us feel better.
A few years ago Grandpa and Grandma joined Auntie Colleen’s family on a trip to California. Morgan and Natalie said that Grandpa went on more rides than they did.
Over the years both Grandma and Grandpa really enjoyed watching MacKenzie, Darby, Parker, Laura, and Summer dance in Lloydminster at dance recitals. Grandpa wasn’t a great follower of the arts, and may have had a hard time staying awake during all the numbers but when one of his grandchildren came on he always was alert and cheering them on. Grandpa also spent a lot of time over the years in his shop. He was very thankful when Erik, the electrician in our family, installed all new lights in the shop making it nice and bright. Grandpa was also looking forward to teaching Nicholas how to weld this summer.
Even the smallest details about Grandpa will always be remembered. For instance, he would always offer you a peppermint from the dish in the porch and would never take one for himself until you had one. We are so thankful we were able to enjoy many special moments with him over the years, and couldn’t have asked for a better person to call our Grandpa.
As Dad’s physical health diminished this past year, Mom had to do a lot of extra work caring for Dad, and he knew that. He was very appreciative of Mom’s help, Randa’s health care advice, and Uncle Harold’s and other neighbours’ willingness to drive him to various doctor appointments.
While Dad provided us with lots of advice through the years, two pieces stand out. One day he sat us down in the living room and said, “Do you girls know the best form of birth control?” I said “No.” He said, “Exactly.” He really laughed at that one.
The other thing Dad said that’s stuck with us is that it takes a lifetime to earn respect and only a moment to lose it. As we can see by the number of people who’ve joined us today, Dad earned the respect of many during his lifetime. Well done Dad. Well done.
The family of Earl Priest would like to thank everyone for the love and support shown to us since Earl’s passing. Thanks to Elaine and Jim McKenzie and the first responders who assisted Earl in his final moments. Your kindness will never be forgotten. We appreciate the many visits, phone calls, text messages, cards, and letters that we received. Thanks also to those who sent beautiful flowers and plants, prepared delicious food for us, and made thoughtful donations in Earl’s memory.
Our thanks to Lee Patmore, Pat Skinner, Murray MacDonald, and Leann Priest for your contributions to Earl’s memorial service. Each of you did such a wonderful job! And thanks to everyone who attended the service – your presence meant so much to us.
Of course our heartfelt thanks to everyone with McCaw Funeral Service for your compassion, guidance, and support.
Marg Priest& Family
Donna Kathleen Wright
March 30, 1937 to July 3, 2017
WRIGHT: Donnona Kathleen Wright, known to her friends as “Noni”, of Lloydminster, SK, passed away peacefully in Comox, B.C. on July 3, 2017 at the age of 80 years.
Noni was born in Lloydminster on March 30, 1937. She graduated from Lloydminster High School in Lloydminster in 1955 and continued on to attend teachers college in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan and ultimately received her Teacher’s degree from Saskatoon in 1957. During her practicum for teaching she enjoyed the family and community of Neilburg.
Noni was a homemaker and raised three children on the farm and in Lloydminster. Noni enjoyed the outdoors and gardening and was always most at home and happiest when doing a hard day’s work. She loved her cabins at Sandy Beach and liked nothing better than watching a fire after the children were in bed.
Noni is survived by Kathleen Sheppard (Glen), Tom Wright (Deanna), and Randy Wright (Michelle) with nine grandchildren, six great grandchildren and extended family and friends.
The family of Noni wishes to thank the staff of the Berwick in Comox B.C. for helping make Noni’s final months enjoyable and comfortable.
A Celebration of life will be held in Lloydminster on August 23, 2017.
Interment to take place at the Lloydminster Cemetery at 1:00 p.m. followed by a get-together for family and friends at the Legacy centre from 2:30 pm to 5:00 pm.
Murray Harold King
KING: Murray Harold King passed away at the Lloydminster Hospital, Lloydminster, Saskatchewan on Tuesday, July 18, 2017 at the age of 58 years.
Murray is survived by: his loving wife, Roxena; 4 sons, Gord (Allyson), Jim (Jodi), Bill (Alicia) and Gabe; 9 grandchildren, Jenica and Caden, Brooke, Teagan, Rylee, Chayce, Jayden, Bailey, and Zak; mother, Dawn; mother-in-law Marea Crews; brother-in-law and sister-in-law, Randall and Aveline Faminow, brother-in-law, Jim Crews; niece and nephew, Haley and Dylan Crews; and numerous aunts, uncles, cousins, friends and neighbors.
The funeral service for Murray was conducted from the Kitscoty Community Hall, Kitscoty, Alberta on Monday, July 24, 2017 at 2:00 pm with Reverend Bob Aldrich officiating.
The eulogy was given by Les Mitchell.
The special music was The Gambler and My Old Man, with the Processional being Hard To Be Humble and the recessional being Dancing In The Sky.
The honorary pallbearers were: Jenica King, Caden King, Brooke King, Teagan King, Rylee King, Chayce King, Jayden King, Bailey King and Zak King.
The active pallbearers were: Darrell Wright, Steve Gilchrist, Barry Kerr, Ed Parke, Mike Sidoryk and Wayne Rewega.
Interment was held at the Kitscoty Cemetery, Kitscoty, Alberta.
Donations in memory of Murray can be made to the Kitscoty Minor Hockey or Kitscoty 4-H Club.
McCaw Funeral Service Ltd., of Lloydminster, Alberta administered the funeral arrangements.
Cards of Thanks
We would like to thank our family, friends and community for showing us your overwhelming support: all the phone calls, text messages, emails, prayers and all the visitors to the hospitals. Also thank you for all the meals, flowers, cards and donations. Thank you to Rev. Bob Aldrich, McCaw’s Funeral Home – special thanks to Glen, Colleen Hozack for catering the meal, the Kitscoty Hall Board and to all of the pallbearers it was a special honour for Murray to have his close friends stand beside him and honour him. Thank you to Dean Waterfield for playing the music and to Les Mitchell for doing the eulogy, what a fitting tribute it was!
In lieu of sending thank you cards, a donation will be made to the Pioneer House.
Roxena & Gabe
Jim, Jodi & family
Bill, Alicia & family
Gord, Allyson & family
Nadine Rae Harbidge
November 14, 1972 to July 29, 2017
Nadine Rae Harbidge passed away at home on July 29, 2017.
She is survived by her loving husband Sam; her children Colson (Kennedy Janzen) and Dayne; her granddaughter Paisley; her parents Lynn and Ardell Olsen and Lanny Garden; her siblings Dawn (Ryan Blades), Amber (Kelly McEwen), Brady (Carla) Garden, and Neuley (Carmen Fawcett); her in-laws, grandma Harbidge, Ben and Teresa Harbidge, Kelly and Sue Harbidge, Darcy and Nicky Harbidge, and Debbie and Rick Sutherland; and numerous nieces, nephews, aunts and uncles.
Nadine was born on November 14, 1972 in Lloydminster, SK. She spent all of her school years in the Lloydminster area. She attended her first year of University in Lethbridge, AB and then transferred to Calgary to attend University with her sister, Dawn to study Sociology.
A Celebration of Nadine’s Life will be held at Bow Valley Baptist Church (54 W Aarsby Road, Cochrane) on Friday, August 4, 2017 at 11:00 am. As a tribute to Nadine, you are invited to dress in western wear. Donations may be made to The Boys and Girls Club of Cochrane (111 Fifth Ave, Cochrane, AB T4C 403-851-0167).
Messages of condolence may be forwarded to the family at www.cochranecountryfuneralhome.com.
Arrangements in care of Cochrane Country Funeral Home 403-932-1039.
Nellie Stella Loy
LOY: Nellie Stella - Eulogy Good morning: Thank you for coming out this morning. For those of you who don’t know me, I am Pam’s husband, Ed. I had the great good fortune to have Nellie as my mother-in-law. I will be reading the eulogy.
As the family pondered what should be written in Nellie’s eulogy, it struck us as ironic that she was the one person in our family who would have known exactly what to say, and done the best job! Nevertheless, here we are today, to honor and say goodbye to a Mom, Grandma, sister, mother-in-law, Aunt, and friend to all she knew.
Nellie was born on December 11th, 1940, to Fred and Kay Haras, in Lloydminster. She was the fifth born girl in a family that eventually grew to include one more girl, and two boys. Her family moved around frequently, because her Dad worked for the railway. She didn’t elaborate much about her childhood years, other than to reinforce how poor their family was. Every clothing item she had growing up was likely handed down at least five times before it became hers. Life was hard then, but fortunately, she made it through those years, more determined to find a better life for herself.
Nellie worked at least 2 jobs before she met the love of her life – Lyle. Back to that in a moment. Her first job was as a saleslady in a jewelry shop in Lloyd. We’re not sure how long she worked there, but it was long enough to discover that most, if not all the jewelry was marked up by at least 50-100%! That has clouded the family’s view of the jewelry business ever since she first told that story.
Her next job was as a telephone operator for Alberta Government Telephones in Lloyd. She was very proud of her accomplishments during that time, and had a number of girls working “under her”, even though she herself was only in her early 20’s at the time.
Once she met a certain farm boy from Marsden, named Lyle, she was swept off her feet. They married in May of 1964, and just passed the 53 years of marriage mark this year. What an accomplishment that is these days! In the beginning of their marriage, she was not only a wife, but lived with her Mother –in-Law (Grandma Belle). That could have been challenging for any new wife… but then their first child, Galen was born, and life became even busier. Lyle had a mixed farm, with milk cows, chickens, pigs, a few horses, and for a time, a pet pig named Percy. Percy was born with Vitamin D deficiency, causing temporary paralysis to his hind legs, so needed nurturing, human intervention and sunshine to thrive. Nellie loved to re-tell stories of Percy many times over the years, and every time she talked of Percy, they just got more humorous. Like the time that Nellie and Lyle had bought a small pup tent for Galen, who was a toddler at the time. Galen was in the tent, out in the yard, and Percy decided to go inside too, and check it out. Apparently, there was some pig squealing, and Percy exited the tent, but not through the entrance, which collapsed the tent, with Galen still inside! She always told the story with a laugh, but knowing her, we’re pretty sure she was less than calm, and not laughing at the time it happened.
Their second child Pam, was born in 1967. It was decided that there would be no further children added to the family after that. Either the mould was broken or the damage was done, and no amount of pining or asking for a sister on Pam’s part worked –the decision was final.
Nellie continued in her role as the Chief Domestic Engineer and Organizer for the household. On top of cooking, cleaning, taking care of the yard, garden, her flowers, and two kids, she also became very involved in various community organizations. She was a member of the school board, recreation board, park board, and the curling club. She worked at nearly all the elections over the years, and enjoyed having a quick visit with all the people in the community. She was very helpful to Lyle at harvest, supplying meals out to the combine, helping move equipment from field to field, and in her later years, driving the combine herself.
On the subject of driving; Nellie was a nervous passenger. Galen tells of how when he would drive her to Lloyd she would ask many times if he was drowsy and okay to drive, and frequently tell him to slow down even though he was already just barely doing the speed limit. She would then promptly fall asleep herself. Sometimes, just before she nodded off, he would mess with her by drooping his right eyelid, bobbing his head a bit, and pretending to be sleepy, which would send her right over the edge.
Once Galen and Pam had left the nest for good, Nellie continued her goodwill gestures by helping out families and individuals who were experiencing challenges in their lives, as well as providing fresh garden vegetables and baking to people throughout the community, and visiting the Pioneer Lodge in Lloyd, where she and Eileen Graham would play Santa and Mrs. Claus at Christmas. With all her activities and boundless energy, it was rare to catch her sitting down for long. Lyle used to say: “Rome wasn’t built in a day, because Nellie wasn’t there to build it!” He was only half joking.
Family and friends played a very important role in Nellie’s life. She spent many happy hours visiting with friends on the phone, dropping in to see her sister Oli and her family in Lloyd, and keeping in touch with both family and friends who lived further away. The coffee pot was always ready to go and she always had some fresh baking ready to bring out in case someone dropped in for a short, or long visit. With her welcoming flowers on the veranda, her cheery smile, and the baked goods readily available, it is no wonder there were always people stopping by!!
Over the years, Lyle and Nellie developed more of a passion for dancing, and they spent hours traveling around the countryside to various communities for a dance. They got to be on a first-name basis with band members who played at these dances too. Many friendships were formed with other couples whom shared their enthusiasm for the dance floor.
No memories of Nellie would be complete if we didn’t talk about the frequent games of cards played with friends and neighbors during the long and cold winter months. Kaiser was one of their favorite games to play, and usually the teams ended up being ladies vs. gents. Over the years we phoned during a number of these get-togethers and could tell from the raucous background noise there was quite the fun time being had by all. Nellie & Lyle loved those evenings, and it was a favorite pass-time for sure.
When grandchildren began to enter Nellie’s world, she couldn’t have been happier with her new role. Galen and Pat’s two children were first to be born, Connor in 1994, and Sarah in 1997. Then our two kids arrived, Kristen in 2002, and Declan in 2004, completing Grandma’s roster of grandchildren. Life for Grandma revolved around them all. The grandchildren were blessed to have a Grandma that loved to play with them, be silly with them, have tea parties for them, play endless games of “hide the box”, and feed them delicacies like cookies, cakes, and buns. We were blessed to have a Grandma who would visit with literally a truckload of baking, garden vegetables, and frozen homemade soup. When the kids were little, many hectic days ended with a meal of Marsden spuds, Marsden carrots, turkey or hamburger soup, sandwiches made with buns from the freezer, and maybe a pie.
Nellie also enjoyed getting together for wiener and marshmallow roasts down at Manitou Lake Park; no visit to Marsden in the summer was complete without a firepit cookout. We’re not sure who enjoyed these outings more, the kids, or the adults. Kristen & Declan remember at one of the roasts asking Grandma why she cooked her hot dogs until they split open and all the juice leaked out. She said that way she didn’t have to feel guilty about putting butter on the bun.
In the last few years as Nellie struggled to cope with communication difficulties and declining health, Lyle took over and helped her out. When she couldn’t talk, he made sure she had a pen and paper handy. When she couldn’t cook, he ramped up his culinary skills, and made her favorite things. He took care of her in every way possible, allowing her to fulfill her wish to stay at home as long as possible. It was a labour of love, and an incredible gift he bestowed on her. Thank you, Lyle, for all you did, from the bottom of our hearts.
Nellie is leaving behind a legacy of what it means to be a loving, caring and all around wonderful person. She was the epitome of the “social butterfly”, long before that term was ever coined. Truly devoted to being the best person she could be, she always looked at the bright side of things, and found and brought out the best in others. Her kindness and generosity could brighten anyone’s day. She leaves behind enormous boots to fill.
As a final tribute, we wanted to share this poem, which was written by Helen Steiner Rice.
A mother’s love is something
That no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
And of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
And enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it,
Or take that love away.
Thanks to the many friends and relatives who wrote letters, sent cards and photos, dropped off food, or just stopped by for a visit in Nellie’s last months of life. Those visits were a life-line, and a much-needed connection to the outside world for both Nellie and Lyle. Your kindness and thoughtful gestures will never be forgotten. A special thank you to the Home Health Care staff, Erica and Shauna, who were such a big help in the last months. Lastly, thanks to everyone who came here today, to pay their respects to Nellie. We know that she is here in spirit and would be so happy to see you all!
CARD OF THANKS
The family of Nellie Loy wish to thank doctors Kenyon, Naude, Gerber and Du Plooy for their care of her while in hospital. Thanks also to the nurses, aides, hospital staff and palliative care personnel (Brenda and Michelle) for their comforting help in caring for Nellie and arranging meals for whoever was staying with Nellie. A big thank you to Lloyd Ambulance attendants, local home care aides, First Responders and Erica for getting Nellie to hospital when she absolutely had to go. Special thanks to local home care (Shauna) and R.N. Erica for their care and comfort of Nellie, allowing her to be at home until she needed hospital care. Thanks also to Mel Loetkeman (Officiant), Hazel Wiens (Organist) and the community choir. Thanks to Ed Hardy for the eulogy, to the pallbearers for their service and Marsden Seniors for the use of the center. Thanks to the Artland Ladies Club for a great lunch. Thanks to McCaws for their help and guidance in the service, the slide presentation and all arrangements that are needed in a celebration of life. A big thank you to everyone for the cards, flowers to the house and service, for donations received, for food brought to the house, meals and sweet treats brought to us in the past and present. For the phone calls and visits, much appreciation and thanks to all.
Lyle and Family