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June Florence Hayward
Peacefully in the late afternoon, November 11th, at Tuxedo Villa Nursing home.
June Hayward (nee Sheane) was born June 16th, 1930 in Winnipeg the eldest of four children.
She was an adventuresome person, eager to enjoy life, belonged to many groups, in the church, creative retirement, and the St. James/Assiniboia Senior Centre. She was a dedicated and giving person, who enjoyed being active.
She will be sadly missed by her husband of fifty-nine years, three sons, six grand-children, and two great-grand-children, two brothers, and numerous nephews, nieces, and extended family.
There will be a Celebration of Life Service at 11:00 a.m. on Saturday, November 28th , 2009 at Sturgeon Creek United Church, officiated by Rev. Bill Corkam.
Eulogy for Mom, by son Bruce:
I want to say a few words in memory of my mother.
Mom liked people, and enjoyed a good conversation.
Even after an evening out with a friend, upon returning they would often spend an additional hour out front, sitting in the car just chatting.
We had regular visits on the phone, and not short calls mind you, several times a week, for many years. I’ll miss those talks.
Mom, being born in1930, to
Priscilla Annie Sheane (her mother’s maiden name was Battley) and Albert Henry
Cecil Sheane, was raised with the work ethic of the day. Things were a tad
different then. I’ll remember her saying, that they had the clothes that they
were wearing, and a change of clothes.
She was an adventuresome and athletic person participating in the provincial track and field, running, swimming, roller skating, and skiing. She Mountain climbed, and hiked while working in Banff. She even wrapped herself around a tree once following some more experienced skiers on a hill named the “Corkscrew”.
Mom said it was aptly named.
Mom took the two and a half day journey by boat from the Redwood Bridge here in Winnipeg, from where she traveled north on Lake Winnipeg aboard the S.S. Keenora as far as Warren’s Landing, where she transferred to the Chikama landing in Norway House to give her cousins Jim and Josie a hand with their children. A Note here that she substituted at the local school until the regular teacher arrived for a two month period, really until the native children accompanied their parents to the trap lines.
This was not the subtle confines of a resort, but a land where a freighter canoe was used to go to the store, of dog sleds, and the fur trade. That was the adventuresome drive that was in our Mom, June Hayward.
After they returned to the north where Tupper was Manager of the Maria Portage sub-post for the Hudson Bay Fur Trade, located nine miles from the main Post at Garden Hill First Nations. Island Lake is situated near the Manitoba/Ontario border.
They lived there on an island by themselves – Christopher reminded me that it was called Long Island.
Where Dad had the challenges of the fur trade, running the post, learning Cree, and some Ojibwa, Mom had new challenges, which aside from the pontoon planes, shanks mare, snowshoes, canoes, northern dogs, and climate. There was the learning and doing of the cleaning of fish, gutting a Partridge after its head and feathers were disposed of, were some of the new challenges. And of course learning to make bread....well her first batch was rock hard when finished, so hard even the Husky sled dogs had trouble ripping it apart. According to Mom, and my own taste buds, she did improve, and enjoyed making our bread for many years.
Other northern food challenges were trying to figure out what to do with dried cabbage and dried onions. She experimented by using a ‘by guess or by gosh’ system, a little more boiling water, or, a little less boiling water, or let’s try soaking it overnight! The tin of powdered egg whites (with no instructions) offered yet another chance to prove ‘she could overcome’, and eventually she conquered that.
Whole egg powder came in a little red box the size of paper muffin tin liners, containing the equivalent of one dozen eggs per box. This came with instructions, for baking purposes or scrambled eggs.
A note here that food supplies
were ordered once a year, fifteen months worth at the time.
Even a more challenging future lay ahead.
– She had us three boys… We are
glad that she decided to keep us…
We were not scurried out of the kitchen, but encouraged to try things. – Thanks Mom.
A lot of our shirts, and other garments were homemade in the earlier days. Nice, warm and comfortable... There were a few new things though, I can remember Mom hauling us to the Hudson Bay, for new moccasins each fall for the winter. I wonder if they still sell them?
Mom enjoyed putting out a
spread for holiday meals that would have fed twice as many as were there, just
in case an extra person would come. She would try to remember from year to year
who liked what dish, and would ensure that it appeared again next year just the
way that person liked it.
In the early days of home computers, when most people were still afraid of them, she learned how to use one. Dennis helped Dad pick out a computer for her. I helped her feel comfortable on it.
This became an outlet for artistic talent in doing advertising posters for the St. James/Assiniboia Senior Centre, approximately 150 annually along with thank-you letters, reports, updating name lists, and at one time their newsletter.
She became an avid writer, describing her own life growing up, as well as other stories, some of them published. In the future, I will compile her life stories into one entity, and see where we can go with that, at that point in time.
She belonged to many groups, in the church, creative retirement, and the St. James/Assiniboia Senior Centre. She was a dedicated and giving person, who enjoyed being active.
Mom is survived by her husband: Charles Tupper Hayward – 59 years married, three sons: Dennis , Bruce, and Christopher , six grand-children: Kyra, Nathanial, Rebecca, David, Maggie, and Tony, two great-grand-children: Tiger Lilly, and Elma, two brothers: James Cecil Sheane, and John William Sheane, numerous nieces, nephews, and extended family members..
One thing I should mention was her love for the dogs and cats that abounded through out her life. At one point when we three sons were children, there was five of us in a small house, PLUS two large dogs, a couple of cats, and several guinea pigs.
You can imagine, our neighbours loved us….
Thanks Mom, and thanks to you
all for being here.
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