Lorraine Lowe went to be with the Lord after a long and courageous battle with Parkinson’s Disease.
Her memory will be cherished by her husband, John; and her daughters, Lynda and husband, Merv Ahrens, and Heather Cross. Lorraine also had four greatly-loved grandsons, Scott and Sean Ahrens, and Matthew and Ethan Cross.
Lorraine also is survived by her mother, Hazel Clink; her brothers, Dave (Pat), Bill (Emily), and Don Clink; and by one sister, Joyce (Norman) Barron. Lorraine also leaves her aunts, Verna Clink and Mary Crowe; and uncle, Ben Hadley.
She also has four sisters-in-law, Edna Sokoliuk, Joyce Ford of Rugby, England, Jean Schapansky, and Doreen Zwarych of Winnipeg; one brother-in-law, Ray Lowe of Poole Dorset, England; and many nieces, nephews, and cousins.
Lorraine was predeceased by her father, Gordon Clink; and sisters-in-law, Zena Stilling and June Clink.
Lorraine was born in Barwick, Ont. on Aug. 11, 1923. During World War II, she worked at Canada Car in Thunder Bay. In 1947, she graduated as valedictorian of her class at Western Bible College in Winnipeg, Man.
Lorraine was united in marriage on Sept. 3, 1949 to John, and raised two children. She served the Lord in many ways in her church and family. In later years, her physical activity gradually lessened as Parkinson’s took its toll.
Lorraine was well-known for her love for God, her cheerfulness, and her concern for others.
The family would like to sincerely thank the Compassionate Care Unit (C.C.U.) for their kind, conscientious, and personal care of Lorraine the past two years. Lorraine’s last days were spent in comfort and dignity, and we are grateful.
The Home Care program’s support lightened the load of care and brightened Lorraine’s days. Lorraine also really enjoyed her times at the Day Hospital, and the truly special people there.
At Lorraine’s request, a family service was held. Pastor Jeff Plett officiated, with interment in Barwick Cemetery.
Friends gathered at the Evangelical Fellowship Church, 560 Webster Ave., Fort Frances, Ont. on Wednesday, Jan. 14, 1998 from 2-4 p.m. to visit and offer condolences.
When I come to the river at ending of day
When last winds of sorrow have blown
There’ll be somebody waiting to show me the way
I won’t have to cross Jordan alone.
Though the billows of sorrow and trouble may sweep
Christ the saviour will care for his own.
Till the end of the journey, my soul He will keep.
I won’t have to cross Jordan alone.
Jesus died for my sins to atone
When the darkness I see, He’ll be waiting for me.
I won’t have to cross Jordan alone.