Johnson: Magda Margaret of Ocean Park.
Passed away in peace, still beautiful, still brave, with her two loving sons close by, on June 17, 2003 at Peace Arch Hospital. A private family service was held on Saturday, June 21. In our mother's memory, donations could be made to the Peace Arch Hospital Foundation, to support the wonderful and professional healthcare team and institution that comforted her and us over these last days.
Born March 23, 1914 Belfast, United Kingdom. A citizen of Ireland, RAF veteran of WWII, war bride to Canada, loving wife and mother, energetic entrepreneur, legendary aunt, great-aunt, and great-great-aunt, true friend, devoted and generous grandmother, and the proudest great-grandmother possible.
Sister and survivor of Helen Cochrane, William Coid, Jeannie Leitch, Elizabeth Osborne Elliot, Andrew Coid, John Coid and James Coid. Survived by Charlotte McKinney of Ayr, Scotland. Aunt, great-aunt, and great-great-aunt to dozens of nieces and nephews, scattered everywhere, plus Rosemary, Angela and Sally here in British Columbia.
Loving wife and widow of Valtyr Johnson, whose life she made complete, who was taken from her too early, now five years ago.
Devoted grandmother of Adam Johnson (and Lynee) of Seattle, Lee Johnson (and Noelle) of Portland and Mary Erickson (and Lucas) of Seattle...the three proudest results of her life.
Passionate great-grandmother of Samuel Johnson Backes and Jacob Johnson Backes: her legacies, who will carry her memory through this century.
Loving mother and counsel to Paul Johnson (and Suzanne) of Blaine, WA and Tim Johnson (and Jeanie Miller) of White Rock...who with Val formed the most wonderful, loving, devoted and enduring family imaginable.
Our mother was our light and our rock...living a marvelous life, and reveling in every moment...afraid of nothing, enjoying everything. She made us who we are, with love, enthusiasm, generosity and determination.
Our mother lived an amazing life, with love, opinions, compassion and astounding bravery...at 89 years this incredible life is over...we'll miss her and our father, everyday.