ELAINE HOGAN

With heavy hearts, the family sadly announces the passing of Elaine Hogan on Wednesday, Aug. 18, 2010 at the Thunder Bay Regional Health Sciences Centre in Thunder Bay, Ont.
Elaine was born in Marchand, Man. on June 10, 1940.
She is survived by her husband, Jack Hogan; sons, Randy Hogan (Connie) and Rick Hogan (Twila); and daughter, Jackie (D.J) Armit. She had five beautiful grandchildren, Brody and Brayden Hogan, Nathan Hogan, and Ethan and Joclyn Armit.
She also is survived by her brother, Dick (Mary) Carpenter; sister, Beatrice (Erwin) Armstrong; brother, Art (Janice) Carpenter; sister-in-law, Sandra (Delbert) Merko; brother-in-law, Bob (Marie) Hogan; sisters-in-law, Joanne Hogan and Lynn Crawford; brothers-in-law, Mike (Dan) Hogan and Jeff (Bev) Hogan; and numerous nieces, nephews, aunts, and uncles.
She was predeceased by her parents, Elizabeth and Richard Carpenter; sister, Doris and husband, Stan Brown; brother, Dennis Carpenter; parents-in-law, Helen and Eddie Hogan; and brother-in-law, Steve Crawford.
Elaine lived each day to the fullest and enjoyed spending time outdoors, but what she loved most of all was being with her grandchildren and family. She could often be found at the arena watching her granddaughter figure skate as well as watching her grandsons play hockey.
She also enjoyed listening to her grandson play beautiful music on his guitar.
In June of 2010, she celebrated her 70th birthday and shared her 50th anniversary with her close family.
Elaine worked at Brockie’s Jewellers in Fort Frances for many years, retiring in 2005. She will be most fondly remembered for her friendly smile, her infectous laugh, and kindheartedness.
“Nana” will always be remembered by her grandchildren for her baking, sleepovers, and hugs.
Cremation took place in Thunder Bay, and was followed by a celebration of her life at her home on Saturday Aug. 21, 2010 at Elaine’s request.
In lieu of flowers, in memoriam donations may be made to the Thunder Bay Regional Health Sciences Centre’s research department.
Don’t weep at my grave, for I am not there,
I’ve a date with a butterfly to dance in the air.
I’ll be singing in the sunshine, wild and free,
Playing tag with the wind, while I’m waiting for thee.
We are as the wings of a butterfly, bound together with the love of God.
Jenn, The Butterfly Box
Online condolences may be offered at www.northridgefuneralhome.com