ETHEL MARTHA REID

It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of our dear mother and grandmother, Ethel M. Reid (nee Jackson), 89, on Thursday, Aug. 17, 2006 at the Emo Health Centre in Emo, Ont. with her family by her side.
Ethel was born Dec. 3, 1916 in Barwick, Ont. to the late James and Mabel Jackson. She lived all her life in Rainy River District, where she met and married John (Jack) Reid on June 11, 1941.
Ethel opened her home to cook for the miners and Bell Canada employees, and also went to cook in various restaurants before retiring from the kitchen and laundry room of the Emo Hospital in 1979.
In her younger years, Ethel was a member of the Emo Legion ladies auxiliary. She also enjoyed curling, stock car racing, gardening, her flowers, knitting, baking, and cake decorating (many will remember the wedding cakes she decorated).
She especially enjoyed feeding and watching the many deer in her back yard.
Ethel also loved spending time with her family and friends, and particularly looked forward to the fall corn roasts at her home.
She is survived by her son, Gary, and his wife, Evelyn, of Atikokan, Ont. and daughter, Janice and her husband, David Lee, of Emo, Ont.; grandchildren, Jason Reid, and Andrea and Kristin Lee; step-grandchildren, Wendy, Allan, Gary, and John Muzyka; as well as numerous nieces and nephews.
Ethel was predeceased by her husband, Jack Reid (1976); four brothers, Tom, Harry, Bill, and George Jackson; and seven sisters, Beatrice Mallory, Gladys Sutton, Lou Orton, Maggie Bolen, Kathleen Hogan, Florence Davis, and Mary Bourdages.
A memorial service was held Tuesday, Aug. 22, 2006 at 2 p.m. at the Northridge Funeral Home in Emo, with pastor Peggy Mason officiating.
Interment followed in the Emo Cemetery in Emo.
The pallbearers were Bruce Carter, Bob Dimit, Calvin Haglin, Brent Hyatt, Leon Swire, and Gary Wilson. The honourary pallbearers were all of her nieces and nephews.
If desired, in memoriam donations may be made to the Emo Health Centre, Box 390, Emo, Ont., P0W 1E0.
Online condolences may be made at www.northridgefuneralhome.com
“Miss me, but let me go”
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I hope you will realize my pain at last is free.
Miss me a little . . . but not too long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared
        Miss me . . . but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone, It’s all a part of a
master plan A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart
Just go to some friends you know,
Try burying your sorrows in some new deeds
       Miss me . . . but let me go.