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Carolyn Maguire posted a condolence
Friday, August 16, 2013
Carolyn Maguire lit a candle in memory of Elsie LarsonA candle was lit
Rosetta Lewis posted a condolence
Thursday, August 15, 2013
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Rosetta Lewis posted a condolence
Thursday, August 15, 2013
I will miss this lady, my grandmother, she was a very strong willed person, had a spunky personality and I always will refer to her as my rebel grandma. She wasn't afraid to be herself no matter what others thought. Many times I remember her laughing when she would tell a story about how she would tell people off, and give them a piece of her mind. God she would make me laugh. She will never be forgotten as there is a piece of her in everyone of us that she has left behind. I'm proud to be be her granddaughter. R.I.P. Grandma you will always be in my heart.
Shelley Haggard posted a condolence
Thursday, August 15, 2013
...that darned ShelleyI was thinking about a day back when I was 12-13 or so. Sad to say I was a smoker already-and I had stopped at the smoke/joke store between the Condill Hotel and Dave's Garage and bought some exploding cigarette tips, which you would stick into the end of a smoke and scare people with when they lit it. I stuffed a tip far up into a few cigarettes and went home, honestly forgetting about it because I was confronted by a rather agitated Mom. She bummed a smoke with shaky hands while telling me a story about how the plug for the deep freeze (which was in the bedroom of our 1 bedroom apartment) had been knocked out of the outlet when she moved the bed to make it. When she went to plug it back in she must have done something wrong because she got a shock that sent her back ass-over-tea kettle over the bed, scaring the hell out of her. With her being out of smokes I was kind of a saviour until the darned cigarette blew up just as she reached the end of her story scaring her for the second time that day. We did have a good laugh about it-but that was much later of course!Amazing that she made it to 87 with that kind of history, hey?
Judy Eidse posted a condolence
Thursday, August 15, 2013
TRIBUTE TO MOMMom was big on us or anyone for that matter having the freedom and rights to choose the paths we wished to follow in life. Case in point when I was very young I liked to go to Sunday school. I chose to go to any Sunday school close to where we were living at the time. I chose to go because I loved the wonderful bible stories and I got to color in books I was given. Perhaps like Mom I enjoyed the small pleasures where I found them.When I was about twelve or thirteen I asked Mom why she had never had any of us kids baptized as infants and she explained the choice of religion one wishes to follow should be a personal one. She said it is an important decision and that she felt her children had the right to choose their own paths in this matter. She said I should look into different religions and follow my heart. This inspired to seek knowledge about religion(s). There were studies in school and then I hit the books on my own. I soon discovered "The Way" the eight steps presented in Buddhism. These are the steps I have strived to follow throughout the rest of my life and I have Mom to thank for steering me toward being a better person. After having that conversation with Mom I understood then how lucky I was to have her as a Mom. She never force fed me in making important choices in my life nor was I forced into following "the now you are suppose to's" of the conventional but often hypocritical society around us. Perhaps there was some hardship involved with having no boundaries set and at times I was faced with sink or swim choices but I learned to make decisions and I learned to live with those decisions and choices that I had made in my life. Years later I counseled teens that were often in big trouble or out of control. The children that broke my heart were those who had been broken in spirit, mind and body by those around them who forced obedience without question. These kids could not think for themselves and they could not "do".Then there were the other ones who would not obey no matter how much they were beaten down or they would not conform no matter the personal costs to themselves or others. No sir they were not going down without a good fight to the end.These individuals were the ones that made us smile as we saw ourselves in our own mis-spent youth. As their counselors we said these kids had real personality or they had core strength and character. But they were capable of making decisions and choices and caused things to happen granted often bad things but all in all it was commonly agreed that if there was a war we would want these people on our side because they could and would get things done. Mom was one of those people. Friends that came to Mom's service told me (with a twinkle in their eye) that Mom had so much personality and was of strong character and they mentioned with some admiration that she sure was vocal in what she liked or didn't like!Mom didn't bow to what she felt wasn't right or honorable and this is an important way to stay true to yourself. This is integrity. True like all of us she broke her integrity perhaps more times than she would like to count, but she picked up the pieces dusted herself off and carried on with trying to improve her life and that of her children. I know this to be true from the many conversations I had with her on the phone between the mid-seventies to early nineties. I also knew how deeply she loved all of us despite the upsets and disagreements that developed at one time or another. She told me that too. In fact several weeks before she went into the hospital we were talking and out of the blue she began telling me she marveled at how unique each of us kids were and how different we are from each other but no matter what beliefs we hold or how different our ideas she felt we were independent and very capable people.She felt she had done a good job with us. I thought so too. Especially when one looks at five generations of children that have resulted due to Mom's existence and despite some mis-spent youth here and there each gener
Jennifer posted a condolence
Thursday, August 15, 2013
I remember Elsie well from around 1986/87 she and I think it was Dawn had just trained as massage therapists and they were coming to Vancouver to visit Judy. I hurt my neck shoulder area and was in agony going to the chiropractor and getting little relief. When Judy told me about her sister and mom being trained I was VERY interested. Well when Elsie hit town I hit her on the same day requesting some massage to see if it helped. Wow she had "healing hands", I felt more relief with her than the chiropractor and he asked me after about a week what was I doing. When I told him he said keep it up it is working. Elsie was quite taken with that acknowledgement. She was great, friendly, interested and professional and so effective. She made a lasting memory with me.All the best to her and her family.Jenny Jaehrling
Judy Eidse posted a condolence
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Tribute to Mom (continued)She felt she had done a good job with us. I thought so too. Especially when one looks at five generations of children that have resulted due to Mom's existence and despite some mis-spent youth here and there each generation seems to be even more effective, productive and successful than the generation that came before.About a week before we lost Mom we were talking and in a moment of clarity she expressed appreciation for the doctor and nurses efforts to help her then she expressed her love of all of us kids and appreciation that we were there with her. Shortly after that she was experiencing some discomfort and I was rubbing just the right spots for her. She said that was so wonderful. I bent close so she could hear me and told her I would walk the Sahara Desert for her and she came right back at me with she would swim the Pacific Ocean for me. That said it all for me. Thank you Mom for your love, your wit, your charm, the knowledge you shared the care, comfort and help you extended, your shoulder to the wheel, the fun and happiness you provided and most of all thank you for my beautiful sisters and brother to love.Your devoted and loving daughter Judy
Judy Eidse posted a condolence
Thursday, August 15, 2013
DEDICATION TO MOMWhen I was around fourteen I had a grand English teacher perhaps in her sixties. She was the kind of teacher we all wish to have. She insisted that I open my eyes, explore new worlds, develop my talents and channel my energies to the good side of the force as it were. She introduced me to William Blake and she tried to teach us how to write poetry and prose in different styles. Mom is a free spirit and as such I wish to dedicate to her a poem by William Blake and a poem or prose style I wrote in my English class. He who binds himself a joy doth the winged life destroy But he who kisses joy as it flies lives in eternities sunrise William Blake Be free Go where you wish to Leave happiness where you were And own your soul Judy Eidse
Lyn Boyer posted a condolence
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
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Shelley Haggard posted a condolence
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Mom was telling me a story about her brother Allan who was injured in the war. The news came back to the family through word-of-mouth so Ernie went to town with the horse and buckboard to try and find out how bad he was hurt. Mom said they could see a long way down their road and when Ernie was spotted returning he was dancing a jig in the wagon and the whole family knew with great relief that Allan couldn't be hurt too bad.Not at all like today with cell phones, text messages, twitter, facebook, etc!lol!Shelley
Esther Hastings posted a condolence
Monday, August 12, 2013
I loved spending time with my Grandma. I looked forward to creating new memories with her every chance I got. She was an inspiration to me and one of the people in my life I knew I could count on. I will always miss her.
Esther Hastings posted a condolence
Monday, August 12, 2013
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Teresa Ohland posted a condolence
Monday, August 12, 2013
Teresa Ohland lit a candle in memory of Elsie LarsonA candle was lit
Myrna Harris posted a condolence
Friday, August 9, 2013
Elsie was an excellant bread maker and as a child often we friends of her children would arrive at her home after school to the scent of fresh baked bread cooling on the counter. I now understand that Elsie became wise to our tactics and would bake a few extra loaves just for us.and here I have been guilty for years thinking that we were taking her bread! At school Judy would wisper "Mom is baking today". All priorities for the day like bike riding, homework, hanging out with friends were put aside until the bread was tasted. I remember that Elsie never said we could not come over and play or hang out as teenagers whenever we asked to however most the time we just showed up. I liked the sound of Elsies laugh and enjoyed her wit. I am not sure what year Elsie moved back to town from up the highway at Blueberry but my mother often mentions that she was thankful for her friendship there and in town also. I was born and lived in FSJ in 1954 and our families became friends prior to that by a few years while living at Blueberry. There was a camp there at that time and mom said the housing was not very good and life was pretty tough. Everyday living was different 60 years ago and was not very easy for some families ours included. Friendships were not forgotten and people helped other people to raise their children, doors were never locked, and if a child needed help they were given it from whomever happened by. By the same token if a kid got in trouble everyone knew about it and therefore eventually your parents found out too. Fort St. John was a small community. We had a great deal of freedom back then and therefore explored far and wide often getting into precarious situations. I knew that if I needed help I could find it day or night at Judy's house no questions asked by Elsie. I will miss her smile, but will always remember the love, respect and care she gave me.Rest in Peace Elsie.and condolences to her family from the Harris family.Myrna HarrisA candle was lit
