Max
Sad news. Maxine Larsen died on Saturday night. We got an e-mail from Betty Anne on Sunday, Max's daughter lives in Cold Lake and phoned Betty Anne. Max wasn't doing all that well, but apparently she fell and hit her head and died. Barb is still in Hawaii where she went for her grandson Brad's wedding. I talked to Barb's daughter Maxine tonight who said that Barb will be back on Thursday. So we will be going to Calgary on Saturday for the funeral. Maxine was one of those people you want to live forever because she is so great to be with. I will never forget when we were in Yellowknife last time, Stu arranged a plane ride for us and Max was so happy that the guys were determined to get her up that ladder onto the plane. She cried at the end, she said that would be the last time she would ever see Yellowknife from the air.
posted by Theresa at 5:35 PM
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That's so sad. She was great. Like when we were burying Grandma and Grampa's ashes, and she pulled out her cell phone and played the bag pipes ring tone.
Nice stories. Is she alady who wore hats to church and nice tweed suits?
No one dresses quite like Anglican ladies.
No, that was Myrtle Murgatroyd. Maxine lived in Calgary but grew up in Rocky - her dad owned the Top Hotel. She and Barb were good friends all their lives, went to nursing school together and on holidays together, they were like sisters. The Larsons used to come and stay at the lake quite often. They were like relatives, closer than lots of our real relatives.
I forgot about the ring tone.
I am getting to the Anglican lady stage. Need some hats and suits.
Awww, that's sad. Max Larsen was awesome. And poor Barb. :(
You can't go wrong with tweedd and a tasteful feather.
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