JANET FERGUSON SVEINSON (MCLAY)

Adjust Text Size: A+ A-

JANET FERGUSON SVEINSON (McLAY) 1905 - 2002 Janet passed away quietly on September 15, 2002, at the Lake Of The Woods District Hospital after a short illness. Janet was born on May 12, 1905 in Sterling, Scotland to John and Christina McLay. At the age of one, she travelled to Canada aboard the Carpathia with her parents. They landed at Halifax and travelled directly to Keewatin where she had resided ever since. She met and married Carl and except for the first four years she had resided in the same house until her passing. In passing she leaves to mourn her son Clarence (Terry) Sveinson of Winnipeg, MB, her daughter Margaret (Len) Hamill of Kenora, ON, her son John (Jessie) Sveinson of Edmonton, AB. Also five grandchildren, Heather (Don) Barnard of Kenora, Jack (Julie) Hamill of Kenora, Janet (George) Demeduk of Winnipeg, Pamela (Brad) Sveinson-Oswald of Winnipeg, Jeff (Darlene) Sveinson of Winnipeg. Also five great-grandchildren, Kristy Barnard of Kenora, Ryan and Michael Mayman of Kenora, Taylor and McLay Sveinson of Winnipeg. Also two sister-in-laws, Jean Ursuequi in British Columbia and Florence McLay in Keewatin. She was predeceased by her parents; her loving husband Carl; her sister Jean McNichol; her brothers, Robert (Bert) McLay, William (Wuggs) McLay, John Jr. Jack) McLay. Also many nieces and nephews. Janet was a longtime member of the Keewatin Legion, Ladies Auxiliary. In earlier years she was a very active worker for the Liberal Party. In lieu of flowers the family requests donations to the CT Scan Fund, 21 Sylvan St. W., Kenora, ON P9N 3W7, or a charity of their choice. A service of remembrance will be held in the chapel of the Brown Funeral Home on Saturday, September 21, at 1:00 p.m., with Cathy Giroux officiating. A Prayer of Thanks Thank you God for everything I have experienced here on earth. Thank you for protecting me from the moment of my birth and thank you for the beauty around me everywhere, the gentle rain and the glistening dew, the sunshine, and the air, the joyous gift of "feeling". The souls soft whispering voice that speaks to me from deep within and makes my heart rejoice. Oh God, no words are great enough to thank you for just living, and that is why every day is a day for real thanksgiving. The Brown Funeral Home (1983) Limited

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Sep 18, 2002