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Alice Eccles

Alice Eccles (Barnes)

Thursday, May 8th, 1924 - Monday, October 7th, 2019
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ECCLES, Alice (nee Barnes)

Passed away peacefully on October 7th 2019, in the arms of her daughter Maureen surrounded by her granddaughters and son in law. Born in Lancashire England on May 8th 1924, she married her childhood sweetheart Richard Eccles in 1948 after serving the war effort helping manufacture Lancaster Bombers. She was blessed with a daughter Maureen (Patrick) and son David (Jane). Alice was a loving grandmother to Blair (Jason), Meagan (Christopher), Stephen (Joanna), Paul (Bryony), and Sarah (Alistair), and a great-grandmother to Rayah, Hayden, Dillon, Alicia, Owen, Alfie, Chloe, Rory, & Archer.

She will be forever remembered for her sense of humor, wit, simplicity and class.
A special thank you to all the staff at Maple Villa for their care and compassion.
A Private Ceremony will be held at Smith's Funeral Home in Burlington, ON.
Please consider donating in her memory to the Alzheimer's Society.

Alice has gone home to see Richard.
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Sarah Dudley

Posted at 03:48pm
It's been a funny few days since hearing of my nanny's passing: moments where tears well and my throat closes up and moments of feeling a little numb. The deep sadness I know my dad feels upsets me the most though.

I wasn't fortunate enough to spend as much time with my nanny (and grandpa for that matter) as my lovely family across the pond due to living so far away. I could probably count the times I spent with her in the flesh on fingers and toes. I know she could come across quite stern and strict - she would tut at adverts and programmes she felt inappropriate and her and Grandpa would bicker; especially when he was being silly and playful with me, but, she also had a warm, and almost mischievous, smile at times.
I remember sitting between Nanny and Grandpa in the front seat of their car; I loved it because I had never before (or since) experienced a car that three people could sit in the front in and I loved sitting between them. I remember her love of painting and I recall watching an art show she enjoyed on TV with her in their living room when I was staying with them. I'm sure having two grandmother's who were such brilliant and keen painters is why I have always loved art myself and I now see this in my oldest child too!
I remember sleeping in a bed at the foot of hers and how she would tuck me in each night. I remember how she'd ask me to dry myself with a flannel before a towel after a shower! I remember helping to put curlers and setting lotion in her hair quite frequently if she was over here staying with us.
I know my cousins knew her so much better than me and my brothers did, and I hope my reflections and memories don't sound wrong or contradictory to them. I'm so pleased she was able to be such a big part of one of her great grandchild's lives but I'm sad my children's memories are only through a few Skype calls.
I am most pleased she is now back with Grandpa.
Love you Nanny,
Sarah (or as Grandpa would call me, Sarah Louisie) xxxx

Jane Eccles

Posted at 01:50pm
From standing in the tripe stall with mum on Accrington market oh so many years ago (and going for steak and kidney pudding and peas for lunch!!) to being with mum for her 95th birthday lunch, loved her all the way.

Meaggie Mae

Posted at 06:08pm
I've struggled the last couple of days to find the words to express how I feel. I haven't got any precise or concise feelings, just a jumbling of thoughts and reflections so here goes, I have amazing and special memories of my nanny (grandma), ones that are unique to me and that I treasure. Most of those memories include my papa (grandpa), which for the last 11 years since he passed have been memories and stories that were difficult to bring to the forefront of my mind because although my nanny was still here, my papa wasn't. So I've kept those stories and fond memories somewhat locked away the last decade to protect myself, and now that nanny has passed and they are together again all of these are flooding back. Some make me cry. Some make me laugh. Some make me do both simultaneously. But they are pouring out of me and it's a beautiful reflection on the life and love we shared.
Many people remember nanny as a tough woman, firm and lacking verbal and even physical affection, but that wasn't my experience. Sure she was such a tough woman, she'd have to be with all she had lived through and experienced and born witness to, but my nanny was gentle and patient with me, despite the fact that her patience was very thin with papa. She greeted me with a smile, hug, kiss and a pink mint is my papa didn't offer it up quickly enough. She said goodbye with a kiss, hug and "love youuu" with some sadness behind those words which made me feel very loved. When I was very young she'd kick a soccer ball back and forth with me in the parent's backyard while my papa watched from the bench on the lawn wishing he had the lung capacity to join in. She taught me to paint, draw, and find inspiration in the things around us. They took me to the movies and always sat on either side of me. We went for long drives out beautiful country roads. Visiting Black Creek Pioneer Village, Crawford Lake, little country restaurants in random small towns, Niagara-on-the-Lake, and even just short trips to the mall across from their apartment. My nanny wasn't a huge cuddler, but on special days out would briefly hold my hand which I knew was a very special occasion indeed. We both had a fondness for butterflies, art, and wheel of fortune.
My papa and I had a very special and loving relationship, we were always laughing, cuddling, singing together and writing crazy poems and stories to each other. In my eyes, Nanny and I had a very special and loving relationship as well, although quite different than what I had with papa. Ours was a love that was more silent, known but unspoken other than the "love youuuu" when parting ways. She always listened to me, and would chime in if needed, but could also just be there and keep me busy with crafts and puzzles. She showed her love always.
I've missed nanny for the last 11 years in many ways, as dementia/Alzheimer's tends to create those feelings of loss while a person is still physically here. Although she knew who I was until the end, and although she became even more verbally affectionate, I missed the doing. I missed seeing her artwork in progress when I'd visit. I missed talking about school and work and seeing the pride on her face with the wonderful woman I was becoming. Although I've missed my nanny for the last decade, I miss her even more now that she is no longer physically here, which honestly I didn't think would happen. I'm so happy for nanny to be with her husband now. I'm so happy that she has her mind and memories back now. I'm so happy that she is free. But I'm so sad that she left this world the way she did. I'm so sad that the world lost such an incredibly strong willed, powerful, artistic, loving woman. She raised two INCREDIBLE humans and they both went on to raise wonderful people and the cycle continues.
Nanny we love you and miss you, Nice to see you, to see you nice.

Raymama Arnie

Posted at 05:39pm
Every time I bake, I always hear Nanny say "my mum was a baker. She was Baker by name and a baker by trade". She taught my daughter, her great granddaughter the rhyme "Pink to make the boys wink, blue to make them love you". Everytime my daughter mentions the color pink she quotes nanny, in her accent and cadence. I was fortunate to have her well in to my adulthood and my daughter's childhood. She was one of a kind.
MA

Maureen Arnold

Posted at 05:31pm
My Mum. Strong Lancashire Lass. What a fight she fought. .Loved dearly. Will be missed so much.
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