Elsie Vernon Goldthorp (Steele)
(December 6, 1920 – May 17, 2012)
Volunteer Par Excellence – Douglas Hospital, Montreal – 30 years
Elsie Vernon Goldthorp (Steele) passed away peacefully on May 17, 2012 at Almonte Country Haven, Almonte, Ontario at the age of 91. Beloved wife of the late Victor James Goldthorp; devoted mother to Patricia Andersen of Maryland (Leslie Jackson) and Freda Sutton of Ottawa (Spencer). Loving grandmother to Peder Andersen (Becca), Erik Andersen, and Tim Sutton (Elena Frantova.) Very proud great-grandmother to Nika Sutton.
Elsie was well loved by all her nieces, nephews and many friends in Montreal, Winnipeg, and New York State. Perhaps, her most treasured quality was her positive, loving personality. She was an avid gardener; she also curled, golfed, and lawn-bowled with Victor. Elsie was an active member at the Church of St. Andrew & St. Paul, Montreal. Mum was the epitome of a very generous spirit.
She will be greatly missed by her family and friends. Very special thanks to Almonte Country Haven staff for their wonderful care of Elsie, over a four year period. It had truly become her loved home.
A memorial service will be held in Montreal in August at the Mount-Royal Cemetery Chapel. Please visit the C.R. Gamble Funeral Home website at a later date for details.
Donations in Elsie’s memory may be sent to Almonte Country Haven, 333 Country Street, Almonte, ON K0A 1A0, or to a charity of your choice.
Funeral Arrangements Entrusted Into the Care of
C. R. GAMBLE FUNERAL HOME & CHAPEL INC.
127 Church St., Almonte, ON., 613-256-3313
Condolences and Tributes : www.crgamble.com
In the Next Room
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you;
Whatever we were to each other,
that we are still.
Call me by my familiar name,
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone;
Wear no forced air or solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes
we enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight.
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well.