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- Memorial Service for Marie Marcelle Stollery was held in Scandia
Lutheran Church, Armena, Alberta, at 2:00 p.m., Monday, January
6, 1997. Officiating: Rev. Gordon Jensen, Organist: Lynn Roper,
Soloist: Connie Stollery, Eulogy: Jean Pedersen, Pallbearers
(Honourary): Andrew Pedersen, Jonathan Stollery, Steven Stollery,
Trevor Stollery, Randy Stollery, Don Marsh, Keith Stollery,
Jeffrey Stollery, Wayne Marsh.
Eulogy for Marcelle Stollery
Faithfully, every week for forty years a letter came in
through the mailbox. It was from our Mom. Never a loner, she
liked having a large family, she enjoyed being with her children,
her brother, her relatives and her friends. When those she loved
were far away, she always kept in touch. Week after week her
round legible script told of her doings day by day. Her letters
were cheerful and upbeat and made the day seem like a bit of
sunshine.
Always having too much to do and too little time when we
were young, she used to say, "I wish I were quints." Doing five
things at once was probably a bit much to ask, but I remember
feeling rather neglected when she was stirring something on the
stove and taking a rare chance to read at the same time. Her
response to my requests at those times was usually an
acknowledgement that she had heard me speak but that she was
engrossed in her book.
At a family gathering in October when Mom was with us in
Toronto I was bathing my little grandson who at 6 jumped out of
the tub. Then it was Mom's turn and she who had once bathed and
carried me had to be helped in and lifted out and I felt the
fragileness of a life that had once been so vigourous, one that
had given such strength to us her children. But we are so happy
for that life. It was a giving life, a cheerful life and
sometimes a stubborn one, but it was well lived.
TO MOM
Your spring was but a puff of gentle air,
a smell of roses just in bloom.
I wasn't there to share in its sweet breath.
Your summer in its fullness moulded me and gave me life,
your sun and wind they carved me, deep inside.
I felt your autumn kindle fire, my mould attuned to yours
and understanding startled me.
Now the winter snows engulf us both,
you are gone and I am left bereft.
The rose is faded, the petals dropped,
but in my thoughts the flower sleeps without her pain.
With love from Jean and 494
January 6th, 1997
In a notebook, Marcelle listed the following Homes of the Blackwall Family in
Wales.
Hendre - The Spiderman
Bryn-Estyn - Mrs. Joans
Bryn-Derwyn
Bryn Dyffryn - Val Moulsdale
Oacklands - John Blackwall, Val's father. Aunt Mary
Dol-Hyfryd, N. Denbigh, North Wales, Mrs. Thora Botters (former home of Elsa
Blackwall.
Note by M.M.M.: My special interests - designing and doing embroidery,
pottery, painting, gardening. Occupation - housewife & mother.
Born at home in a log cabin on a homestead. In 1989 Marcelle published a book
titled "A Backward Look - The Story of My Life".
Marcelle died during the night of December 26-27 while visiting her daughter
Elizabeth in Austin Texas.
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