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hel_anaMy Aunt Margaret, who was my Grandmother's best friend but was not actually a blood relation, passed away this morning at 8:30am from pneumonia. She was ninety-three.
Aunt Margaret and my Grandmother nursed in England at the Canadian military hospital in Basingstoke during the war. The Basingstoke facility did plastic surgery (from battle wounds) and head injuries, both physical and mental. If you've met my Grandmother, you know she's wee. Well, she was taller than Margaret, who straightened up and lifted her heels off the floor during the entrance tests to meet the minimum 5' standard for Canadian nursing sisters.
While in England, Aunt Margaret was Grandma's maid-of-honour. There's a picture of the two of them standing side-by-each, both looking much like brides. When the flowers arrived from London, the bride's cascade was too long for her to hold, so they had to chop it off.
After the war, Aunt Margaret married a farmer; they never had children. They came from, and lived, up around Collingwood. When the Bruce Trail was created, their farm was purchased by the government to form part of the trail. My Grandmother's kids used to spend summers up there.
She was a lovely old lady, in the true sense of the word, and she'll be missed. Though, as my Grandmother points out, for her sake it was good not to linger.
Rest in Peace, Aunt Margaret
Aunt Margaret and my Grandmother nursed in England at the Canadian military hospital in Basingstoke during the war. The Basingstoke facility did plastic surgery (from battle wounds) and head injuries, both physical and mental. If you've met my Grandmother, you know she's wee. Well, she was taller than Margaret, who straightened up and lifted her heels off the floor during the entrance tests to meet the minimum 5' standard for Canadian nursing sisters.
While in England, Aunt Margaret was Grandma's maid-of-honour. There's a picture of the two of them standing side-by-each, both looking much like brides. When the flowers arrived from London, the bride's cascade was too long for her to hold, so they had to chop it off.
After the war, Aunt Margaret married a farmer; they never had children. They came from, and lived, up around Collingwood. When the Bruce Trail was created, their farm was purchased by the government to form part of the trail. My Grandmother's kids used to spend summers up there.
She was a lovely old lady, in the true sense of the word, and she'll be missed. Though, as my Grandmother points out, for her sake it was good not to linger.
Rest in Peace, Aunt Margaret
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Date: 2007-02-05 04:10 pm (UTC)Her quality of life for the past few years hasn't been great - she went into a home about 10 years ago, and has been declining slowly ever since.
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Date: 2007-02-05 04:10 pm (UTC)Sadly, I suspect I'm going to miss the funeral, because it's likely to be while I'm in Florida.
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Date: 2007-02-05 03:58 pm (UTC)on a different note: good luck today, if you can make it in!
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Date: 2007-02-05 04:03 pm (UTC)Fortunately, today's all about the phone interviews.
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