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MARY ETHEL STOLWYK
Born: Mar 15, 1921
Date of Passing: Mar 08, 2015
Send Flowers to the Family Offer Condolences or MemoryMARY ETHEL STOLWYK Peacefully on March 8, 2015 at the Ashern Personal Care Home, with family by her side, Mom went to be with her Saviour. She leaves to cherish her memory her son Henry Stolwyk (Kim); daughters Frances VanTornhout (Dave) and Ann Gislason; 15 grandchildren Donna, Pat (Betty), Susan, Danny (Tammy), Sandra, David (Dale), Brad, Barb (Roy), Mike, Ray (Danielle), John, Kori (Cameron), Clint (Karen), Clayton and Gesele; 42 great-grandchildren and eight great-great-grandchildren; son-in-law Herman, and daughter-in-law Irene, along with numerous nieces, nephews and her family at the Ashern Personal Care Home. Mom was predeceased by her husband Neil (Cornelius); parents Mary and Clifford Harrhy; six children in infancy; brothers Ernest (Edith), Lawrence (Rena), Allen (Peggy), Raymond (Isabell); sisters May (Roy) Compton, Gertie (George) Fry, Irene (Clarence) Compton; sister-in-law Cora DeGroot; granddaughters Sheila Nabess and Kim Gall; special friends Bill and Edith Jones, along with numerous other close friends. Mom was born on March 15, 1921 in her home in Ashern, MB. She was involved in the community volunteering her time as a 4-H Leader, was a choir member of the Holy Cross Parish, a member in the Prayer Group, Ladies Auxiliary and the Senior's Club and was also a Religious Education teacher for many years. She also contributed her time with many fundraisers and raffles. Mom's greatest love was her family and her faith in God. She spent many years devoted to Dad during the years of his poor health. Her cookie jar was never empty except after all the little cookie monsters had visited. Three of Ann's personal favourites made by her mom were her homemade stew and dumplings (which Ann would make into cold stew sandwiches for school), her rice pudding which most of the family loved, and her homemade chocolate fudge. Henry, Frances and Ann soon learned NEVER to say "Na, Na, Na, Na, Na" to their mom after they experienced a red willow incident from her. Mom loved her music and enjoyed playing the mouth organ. She loved when family would all get together. Mom had such a goofy sense of humour and was always up for just about anything. Her favourite expression was "If you weren't crazy when you joined this family, you soon will be". Prayers and viewing to be held at 7:00 p.m. on Friday, March 13, 2015 at the Holy Cross Church with Neil MacNeil leading the prayers. Funeral Mass will be held at 2:30 p.m. on Saturday, March 14, 2015 at the Holy Cross Church with Father Darius officiating. Interment to follow in the Holy Cross Cemetery. Lunch will be held in the Ashern Legion Hall. Pallbearers will be her grandsons Danny and Brad Stolwyk, Mike and Ray Gall, Clint and Clayton Nabess. All those in attendance can consider themselves an honorary pallbearer. Eulogists will be her granddaughters Leena, Sandra, Gesele and Susan. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Ashern Personal Care Home, c/o Damien Goodridge, PO Box 110, Ashern, MB R0C 0E0. Special thanks to Dr. Emadi and all the wonderful staff at the Ashern Personal Care Home for their loving care of Mom and the compassion shown to our family, to Pastor Bill Watson for his many visits, prayers and singing of hymns and to Arnason Funeral Home and staff, especially to John and Karen Gray. Arrangements by: ARNASON FUNERAL HOME Ashern - Lundar 1-204-768-2072 1-866-323-3593
As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Mar 11, 2015
Condolences & Memories (2 entries)
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Her stories, she told of her youthful days as with her early adult years, her inspirational smile along with the gratitude of thanks, for spending time with her while she had no one who was visiting with, so every time I spent a few hours with her, listening to her stories of when the horses were being used to pull the wagon or the sleigh, the strength I found in her stories taught me something different about life versus the run amuck. It's her strictness with me that is keeping my children in line. Her strictness wasn't with heavy yelling or physical, was a stern look of the truth so help you God. NOT afraid of work, gardening, chopping wood, she did it all in just shy of 94 years, but I tell you, there was nothing better than a good story, cuz once you've listened, you almost always got some cookies with a big ol hug and a pat on the back for good measure. Such devotion to God, every week she was at church, and even if out of town, I'm sure she was finding out when a mass was gonna be. With her stories that made you feel back in time, nothing was more enjoyable, than how her stories made me feel, like someone was tickling you on the inside. Thank you grandmother for sharing with me a time that seemed so magical even with all the hardship, your time, I wished I could have made more in these last years, but always will treasure the stories I do have. Peace and Love from your grandson, Clayton. - Posted by: Clayton Nabess (Grandson) on: Mar 12, 2015
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Remembering my grandmother, there were good times and what I thought were bad times. Like when I was younger and we used to go out to grandpa and grandma's on Silver Bay Rd. For some reason I used to get dirty all the time (probably from playing in the mud or on the junk piles) grandma would always have to give me a bath in the wash tub because there was no running water. My biggest fear was when that scrub brush would go under the water. I would always think hey I am still young I will need those when I am older. Well 4 kids later no harm no foul. Then years later when they moved to town, me and Clint would go over to do something for grandma and she would always feed you something whether it was her great stew or famous rice pudding (always suckering you in so she could start talking) this would go on for a hour or two. Well me and Clint half the time would have places to be and things to do so we would be slowly making our way to the door with grandma still talking and talking. We would say in between her breaths Ok bye Ok bye slowly opening the door and closing the door with grandma still finishing her story. Clint and I would sit on the other side of the door listening to her finishing her story shaking our heads thinking boy she can talk. Well I guess I would like to say thanks for the great stories and memories, those were some of the best times in my life. God bless and I love you. - Posted by: Daniel stolwyk (Grandson) on: Mar 11, 2015