TAYLOR, Marion….
At Glendale Crossing, London, on Thursday, September 17, 2015, Marion (Davis) Taylor in her 103rd year. Beloved wife of late Grant Taylor (1985). Loving mother of Don Taylor and his wife Arleata of London. Cherished grandmother of Erin Taylor and Adam Taylor. Dear sister of Robert Davis and his wife Maureen and Hugh Davis and his partner Linda Johns. Predeceased by her sister Dorothy Davis. Also missed by many nieces, nephews and special friend Joyce Graton. The family would like to thank Glendale Crossing for the exemplary care over the past 5 years. Cremation has taken place. A memorial service to be held at a later date. A. Millard George Funeral Home, entrusted with arrangements 519-433-5184. Online condolences, memories and photographs shared at www.amgfh.com
Susan (Davis) Mayhew
September 21, 2015 at 10:31 am
Bridging the years and the miles between us, Aunt Marion and I became friends…and pen pals. It began when I was a young mother, with one Christmas card I sent her that led to a tradition where newsy letters and Christmas cards were exchanged for many years, until she said she could no longer write them.
Our last visit was at her home in London, just before she sold the property and entered a retirement facility. She said she wasn’t sure she was going to like the place, but she was lonesome living on her own and looked forward to being with other people. After the move was made, she said she had made the right decision.
Aunt Marion remains my favorite aunt for many reasons. She looked for the best in everyone and, while she was quick to forgive, she was not tolerant of injustice toward others.
She was happy to know that I had reconciled with my father because she had noticed his failing memory at previous family gatherings. I received ‘orders’ to keep an eye on her baby brother. 🙂
That was classic Aunt Marion – always looking out for others, kind, caring, patient and with never a harsh word for anyone. She was also an encourager and I leave the details between me and my dear aunt.
I will miss her cheerful calls and letters, and hope that I can emulate her example in thinking the best of others. Her life, and the caring example she set, was her ministry to others.
Aunt Marion is making music with Uncle Grant this day in Heaven. He’s playing a grand piano and she is singing happily beside him, backed by a chorus of angels. Together again.
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Bridging the years and the miles between us, Aunt Marion and I became friends…and pen pals. It began when I was a young mother, with one Christmas card I sent her that led to a tradition where newsy letters and Christmas cards were exchanged for many years, until she said she could no longer write them.
Our last visit was at her home in London, just before she sold the property and entered a retirement facility. She said she wasn’t sure she was going to like the place, but she was lonesome living on her own and looked forward to being with other people. After the move was made, she said she had made the right decision.
Aunt Marion remains my favorite aunt for many reasons. She looked for the best in everyone and, while she was quick to forgive, she was not tolerant of injustice toward others.
She was happy to know that I had reconciled with my father because she had noticed his failing memory at previous family gatherings. I received ‘orders’ to keep an eye on her baby brother. 🙂
That was classic Aunt Marion – always looking out for others, kind, caring, patient and with never a harsh word for anyone. She was also an encourager and I leave the details between me and my dear aunt.
I will miss her cheerful calls and letters, and hope that I can emulate her example in thinking the best of others. Her life, and the caring example she set, was her ministry to others.
Aunt Marion is making music with Uncle Grant this day in Heaven. He’s playing a grand piano and she is singing happily beside him, backed by a chorus of angels. Together again.