Eileen Margaret Anderson January 30, 1919 – Feb 1, 1919
Just two days after celebrating her 100th birthday (which she professed was her ‘best ever!!) with loved ones, our mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, aunt, friend, our nurse, and our teacher, slipped gently away. Mom was born in Shell River, Manitoba to Henry and Jean Boyce. She is predeceased by her parents, her siblings, Peter, Ruby, Herbert, Donald, Charlie, and Dorothy and two sons, Baby Arthur and Ralph as well as her husband, Uno Harold Anderson.
Eileen was raised during the depression and endured many hardships, hunger and hard work. She was ‘farmed’ out at an early age to work for room and board as were her siblings.
She grew up and went to school in Pellatt in an old one room school house, either walking the distance from the family farm or sometimes riding on a horse drawn sleigh to get to school.
When mom met dad, they moved out to Silver Lake and started up Silver Lake Lodge in the early 40’s. There was no road access so all belongings, food, lumber, gasoline and kids had to be hauled and toted across a 1-mile portage between Black Sturgeon and Silver Lake. Mom lived at Silver Lake until her very recent, blessedly short, hospital stay with her son, Richard as her main caregiver.
Mom is survived by her children and their families; Clarke and Janice, Richard, daughter in law Margret, David and Anne, and Lil and Bruce, and grandchildren, Faith-Ellen, Jenine, Norie, Clint, Hayley, Ericka, Mitchell and Darren. Mom was blessed to have great-grandchildren whom she doted on.
Eileen’s family would like to take the opportunity to thank Dr. Pintar, Dr. Retson and the extraordinarily kind staff of 2E who took such care of our mom. Mom said it took her 100 years to get a lady doctor, and at this stage of life, she had two!
As per mom’s wishes, cremation has taken place, and a celebration of mom’s life will take place in the warmer days of summer.
“Oft, in the stilly night,
Ere Slumber’s chain has bound me,
Fond Memory brings the light
Of other days around me,
The smiles, the tears,
Of childhood’s years,
The words of love, then spoken;
The eyes that shone,
Now dimm’d and gone,
The cheerful heart now broken!