Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Richard Wojcik Funeral Director - Cecelia Moore Funeral Service Arrangements




CECELIA (PEGGY) MOORE

(nee GLOVER)

October 30, 1918 – October 12, 2012


Mom peacefully passed away in her sleep on Friday, October 12, 2012 at the Tuxedo Villa Personal Care home at the age of 93 years.   

Peggy will be lovingly remembered and sadly missed by her husband Bill of nearly 73 years of marriage; brother Norm; children Bill (Ruth), Jackie, Ross (Leslie) and Penny (Marvin); as well she will be missed by her numerous grandchildren; great grandchildren; nieces; nephews and friends.  She was predeceased by her parents Sam and Annie (Glover), brothers John (Jack), Harry and Don. 

Mom grew up on south Parkview Street in St. James in the days when the banks of the Assiniboine River and the river itself were a major recreation attraction for all ages.   She attended Assiniboine School and Linwood High School.  Being the only girl in the family and growing up with 4 rowdy brothers provided Mom with special memories that she fondly remembered throughout her life. 

Our Mom and Dad first met casually through their love of skating at Mason’s Skating Rink. The relationship evolved and after a short courtship they married in November 1939. Their first child (Bill) was born in September 1940.  War had already broken out in Europe by the time they got married and, when Bill was but 18 days old, Dad along with countless others left to serve his country. During the ensuing 5 years Mom raised a small child alone with little money or food. Then tragedy struck when within a year she lost two of her brothers. Jack (RCAF air-gunner lost in the North Sea) in 1940 and Harry (appendicitis) in 1941. One fond memory she occasionally spoke of during those times was of a young RAF airman who was in Canada under the Commonwealth Air Training Plan and was boarding across the street. She would laugh when she related that he used to get grounded if he got home after curfew. Mom said he also liked to read poetry.  His name was Richard Burton.  Yes, that Richard Burton.  Then one day in 1945 amidst the pandemonium on the platform at Winnipeg’s Canadian Pacific Railway Station after the arrival of a trainload of returning soldiers, Mom and Dad were once again and permanently reunited.  The following 67 years were ones of unconditional love, devotion and dedication to each other.

Despite raising 4 kids to help make ends meet Mom also worked outside the home. Among other places she worked was the Women’s Tribute Memorial Lodge, the Charleswood Motor Hotel, and for the Assiniboine School District.  On top of all of that she somehow found time to volunteer in her community. Just a few examples are the many years she gladly gave to the Royal Canadian Legion, local community club and until deteriorating health dictated otherwise over 10 years at the Muffin Stop at the Grace Hospital.   

Mom and Dad spent their 5 final years living together at the Sturgeon Creek Retirement Residence.  The family is deeply grateful to all of the staff there, including the many renewed and new friendships they forged making those years so enjoyable. The entire family also owes a debt of gratitude to Betty Moore and Mom’s special friend and knitting partner Gwen Stephens for their love, care and companionship. “One person caring about another represents life’s greatest value.”

Mom truly and thoroughly enjoyed her life, her family and friends. She believed that life was better when you were laughing. She had a wonderful sense of humour right up to the end.  Mom was an inspiration to all who were lucky enough to know her.   She was spiritually strong and did not fear death.

In compliance with Mom’s wishes there will be no Funeral Service. 

The family would like to extend a sincere thank you to the staff at Tuxedo Villa Personal Care Home, especially Mom’s earthly angels Carmen, Helen and Val.  Charles Dickens spoke of people like them.   “A heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.”  

Wojcik’s Funeral Chapel is in care of arrangements.

I stood watching as the little ship sailed out to sea.  The setting sun tinted its white sails with a golden light.  As it disappeared from view, a voice at my side whispered “She is gone”.  But the sea was a narrow one, and on the furthest shore a band of long missed family and friends had gathered to watch in happy expectation.  Suddenly, they caught sight of the tiny sail.  At the very moment when the voice had whispered “She is gone”, a glad shout went up in joyous welcome with the words, “Here she comes”!  

           
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