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Georgia and Bill posted a condolence
Friday, March 28, 2008
Mom: What if you slept? And what if, In your sleep You dreamed? And what if, In your dream, You went to heaven And there plucked A strange and Beautiful flower? And what if, When you awoke, You had the flower In your hand? ... ... The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hillside's dew pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn; God's in His heaven -- All's right with the world. Georgia and Bill
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Carol Hughes posted a condolence
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Dear Joanne, Brian and Bill I wanted to offer you and your families my condolences on the loss of your mother, Nell. I knew her as Mrs. Cox when she and your father lived beside us on Buckingham. I remember your parents and how kind they were to me. Your mother in particular always was willing to stop and chat with me about everything from school, parties, and my music. I can still hear her chuckle. My parents, Isabel and Ned Hughes, always thought very highly of them and considered them friends as well as very good neighbours. It was a sad day for us when they decided to move to their Yonge St condominium. I remember spending hours sketching their Buckingham home and giving it to them as a going-away gift. They were very generous in their praise of a young girl's artistic attempts. I also remember visiting your mother in that beautiful condominium. I know that my mother kept in touch with your mother right up until the year before my mother passed away. Your mother was so proud of her family and was always delighted by your visits. I can remember her speaking of you and her grandchildren with great fondness. She was a lovely woman and she will be greatly missed by all who knew her. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your families during this sad time. Sincerely Carol Hughes
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Heather Cox Diamond posted a condolence
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Dear Joanne, Brian, Bill and families: My deepest condolences on the loss of your mother. I remember Aunt Nel with great fondness...the times we were together as an extended family she was always so welcoming and genuinely interested in us and in our lives. My thoughts and prayers are with you as you try to reconcile the sadness and suffering that her passing must bring. My father joins me in extending his sympathy to you all. With fondness, Heather
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Janet and Bill Roscoe posted a condolence
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Dear Brian, Marsha and family; I was saddened to learn of the passing of your mother and grandmother. Of course I have many fond memories of your mother from the era of my parents' and yours in their heyday. I remember your mom at parties at my parent's home on Glenallan. She and I had many enjoyable chats and I know my mother was very fond of her. Your Mom was very proud of her grandchildren and it's very nice seeing Jason carrying on the family mining tradition at Scott Wilson. It is with tremendous nostalgia that I think of that generation of wonderful mining people and the passing of another member of it after a long life, well lived - leaving behind a legacy of contributions to the community and family of wonderful contributing children and grandchildren. What better legacy than that! Please accept the sincere sympathy of Bill and myself. Janet and Bill
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Dennis M. Starzynski Q.C. posted a condolence
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
So sorry to hear about the passing of your mother. Please accept my condolences on your loss.
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Andrew Shaw posted a condolence
Monday, March 10, 2008
As you can see from the previous condolences, Nana deeply loved her family and especially her grandchildren. She was extremely proud of every accomplishment that this generation had achieved. These successes are a true reflection of the strong bond that the Cox family holds so dear. We were about to putt on the 17th green at Prestancia when my father-in-law (Brian) got the news of Nana's passing. I will never forget this moment and the rush of memories that came into my head. While it was difficult to hear about her passing; I am convinced that Nana was at peace with this stage in her life. Being the first "outsider" amongst the grandchild generation I had a wonderful opportunity to get to know and respect such a strong women. I'll never forget her comments when I first had the pleasure to meet her at the Condo, some 14 years ago - "Well Meggie . . . I guess we'll keep him??" She also let me know that it would be fine to call her Nana, even though I was not yet "officially" part of the family. Just before Megan and I got married, Nana pulled me aside at another family function and expressed her thoughts about our upcoming wedding. In no uncertain terms she told be that I had better take care of her "Meggie", or else I would have her to answer too. And that she expected great grandchildren in the short term! She then put on that special grin and let out a great big Nana laugh. At that moment I knew that I had become one of her clan (although I never did get an "un-birthday present"??) Another fond memory was at our wedding when both Nana and Grandaddy (Marsha's father) shared a dance together. I thought that this was outstanding and we have a wonderful picture sitting in our family room of them "cutting the rug". The last few visits with her were a little tough, as she was having trouble both hearing and seeing her great-grandchildren. However, she continued to make the best of it and really loved having both Paige and Taylor playing around at her Condo. I am glad that they had the opportunity to know their "Great Nana". Both Megan and I will ensure that these memories continue, as we will share stories about Nana's life with our girls. So I will raise a glass of rum and water (she was the only person I know that had this drink of choice - even though I could never make it quite right for her) and toast both your life and the impact that you had on mine. I will not shed a tear in sadness, rather I will fondly remember the times that we had together and the impact you had on my wife Megan and my daughter's Paige & Taylor's lives. Your legacy will continue through them - and yes, . . . they all inherited the strong willed Nana genes from you . . . and I wouldn't have it any other way!! Love always, Andrew Shaw Grandkid in-law
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Bruce & Wendy Niven posted a condolence
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Dear Brian, Marsha and family, We were so sorry when we saw your dear mother Nel's obituary in the Toronto Star. Even though she had a wonderful long life it is hard to lose your mother no matter how long they live and you will miss her. Marion Wells told us you are away so you may not receive this until you return but you will know that our thoughts and prayers are with you at this sad time. Love & God bless you all. Wendy & Bruce Niven
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Paul Cox posted a condolence
Sunday, March 9, 2008
I’m sure no one would be surprised to learn that Nana was a very special grandmother to all her grandchildren. We were the beneficiaries of her sage advice, sharp wit, and consistent grace. One of my clearest memories is of receiving a remote control car for a birthday present at Buckingham. But as Nana often did, she made it much more than just a cool gift to receive; she made it a rite of passage, something that, at the age of ten, a grandson had earned. I’m sure there was nothing about me as a ten year old that warranted such a cool gift, but Nana made it seem as though I did. Un-birthday presents. Even on someone else’s special day, she made you feel special. Nana was always a gracious host at the condo, even when we barged in unannounced. And I will miss our conversations over the kitchen table, catching up on the rest of the clan, her unfaltering memory dates and names. She is sadly missed and warmly remembered.
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Ben Cox posted a condolence
Sunday, March 9, 2008
I'll always remember Nana as a fun and loving grandmother, and as a gracious and keen witted woman. She always knew how to make me feel special and loved, as she did with all her grandchildren. I remember Nana & Man's house on Buckingham, and hiding around the back of the garage, or playing lawn darts in the backyard. Nana kept special toys for all the grandchildren in the basement there. Nana & Man took Paul & I to PEI one summer and we were spoiled by Nana the whole trip. I remember getting sugar cereal at breakfast, a real treat, which we had to earn it by trying mussels the night before. Since moving away from Toronto, I remember how great it was to share milestones with Nana on visits home: introducing her to Suzanne (and getting the nod of approval), or bringing her first great-grandson Ethan to meet her. Suzanne remembers Nana bringing out old pictures of Paul & I and checking to see if Suz could pick me out consistently. I couldn't even tell the difference between the two of us in most of those pictures, but Nana was very proud that she could. I will remember her with love, always, Ben
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Julie Rezek posted a condolence
Sunday, March 9, 2008
In the almost 10 years that I’ve known Nana Cox she was a woman that was intelligent, wise, full of wit and charming. The fact that she could remember details of her childhood that I couldn’t remember of my own – 55 years her junior at that – was truly amazing! I loved to see how much she cherished her kids, her grandkids and her great grandchildren. She always made everyone feel so special and always gave the best advice. One of my favorite quotes and one that I think she did live by is “Live like your are dying tomorrow and learn like you are going to live forever”. Nana Cox was someone I always looked up to because she had lived her life well and with passion, she was a fountain of knowledge, stories and facts (she even wrote her childhood memoir just last year!) and above and beyond all of that, she was a positive and inspiring person. Nana Cox had accomplished so much in her life and many times I think about what else she would have been or done if she was born today – she had the personality, wit and smarts to do anything and go anywhere. She always made me believe anything was possible. After all, she was a living example of just that. To your wit, charm and humor that will live on everyday in all of us. You will be remembered every day and cherished every second. Love you, Julie
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Louise Graham posted a condolence
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Nel was an expert in the bowling alley. At the Granite Club, I was lucky to be invited in to the team of: Nel, Jen Dix, Kathryn Upham, Eleanor Schmitt, Carolyn Marten, Mildred Freeman, Dorothy Mooney. Most of us had husbands in the mining industry. We shared many conversations about our families. And every year we had a Christmas party. It was understood that Nel would bring one of her games for all of us to enjoy. They were usually questions and answers on which we were rated and Nel had prizes for the winners. It is a long time since I have seen Nel but for some years we were able to communicate by fax. I used to remember her birthday date of February 19. I think she was 92 this year. I didn't send her a card. We haven't been in touch for a couple of years. Perhaps that was because Nel had also lost her eyesight and I didn't know that. But I will remember how beautifully Nel expressed herself. She had a wonderful vocabulary and really painted a picture with her prose and poetry.
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Jason Cox posted a condolence
Saturday, March 8, 2008
I think a favourite activity for all of Nana’s grandchildren was colouring at the dining-room table at Buckingham. The colouring book and crayons would come out of the formal buffet table, and we would get to work – with Nana’s good tablecloths in constant danger. The activity was somewhat wild when we were little, but we were always inspired by Nana’s encouragement and older cousin’s examples, with their boldly-traced edges and careful shading. Nana never failed to be effusively impressed by our results – regardless of actual quality. On our last visit to Nana’s condo, she sent me to the same buffet table to fetch some diversions for her great-grandsons Stephen and Christopher. I found the exact same colouring book, now more than 30 years old, full of signed grandchild works of art. There were a few pages remaining to be coloured, saved for the next generation of family artists. It shouldn’t have surprised me that Nana kept the colouring book – she always made us feel special through revelations of keepsakes quietly stored over decades, such as my father’s Boy Scout uniform making a reappearance when I graduated from Cubs to Scouts. Always my best cheerleader, Nana gave me unfailing confidence and approval – her grandchildren could do no wrong in her eyes. I will miss her, and remember her always. Love, Jason
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Ted, Helen and Lucas Chen posted a condolence
Friday, March 7, 2008
Our thoughts are with your family during this difficult time. We pray that your beloved Nana will rest in peace.
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Megan Shaw posted a condolence
Friday, March 7, 2008
Meg’s Tribute Writing a tribute to Nana is a little nerve racking, I feel I won’t be able do justice to such a proud, independent and smart woman, and I unfortunately didn’t inherit her craft of writing. When I was living with her during my summers home from university, I can remember her working on her book and mulling over one single word in a paragraph, making sure every sentence had just the right feel, the right rhythm. It was truly a work of prose. She often corrected my spelling and grammar on letters/notes I left her, so I am feeling the pressure to write something brilliant here. Nana was definitely ready to leave us, and to am coping better with her being gone knowing that she is finally at peace. My visits to the condo with my girls during the past year always included a conversation about how horrible it was to get old. She was ready, and I’m thankful she was able to live independently until the end. I am so proud to be the granddaughter of such a remarkable woman. Often reminded by my Dad that she never finished high school, she was sharp as anything and clearly educated on several matters. I was always shocked how much she knew of current technology and medical advancements. I will always remember Nana for the flowing in my childhood: • Having me (by myself, no brothers) for sleepovers at Buckingham. These always included a sewing project – an outfit for my doll, perhaps a movie at the theatre, and homemade baking and of course floats (ice cream in ginger ale or root beer). I must confess now that I actually never liked floats, but always had one when offered, because it was suppose to be a treat! • Nana and Man taking Jay & I to PEI. It was a magical trip. And Nana was ever bit as proud as Man to show us the island and show us off to Man’s relatives. • Christmases, birthdays, holiday meals. Always a little present, even ‘unbirthday’ gifts for those of us not celebrating the day. In University I’ll fondly remember: • My time at the condo. Coming home from work, she’d have dinner on the table within minutes. Then we would retire to the TV room to watch Wheel of Fortune – with Nana always guessing the phrase before the contestants. • At breakfast there was always grapefruit and she would be working on the cryptic crossword (I still can’t figure those out). And the puzzle would be complete by the end of the day. • I remember introducing her to ‘ethnic’ food, as she referred to the bagels I brought home from the grocery store. • Endless card games of Spite and Malice and Kings in the corner. During Married Life • I remember her always being shocked with my belly when I would visit while pregnant with Paige. She would comment on how in her day “we wouldn’t show our pregnant bellies”. She was never comfortable touching my belly, but was always keen to tell me that “Adam” would make a great for my first born son. • I was thrilled that she was at the hospital within hours of Paige being born and I know she was honoured that Andrew and I gave Paige the middle name Nel. • Nana often said that she gave up predicting her great grandchildren’s sex after Paige came out as a girl. • Nana use to light up when I would arrive for a Sunday visit with Paige at the condo. She would ask Paige to find the “puddycat” that stayed on her bench in her room. She would also let Paige play with her spare cane so that Paige could walk like Great Nana. • Nana was the very first (besides Andrew and the doctors) to meet Taylor. She was set on us naming our next girl “Anne”, but took to Taylor just fine and nicknamed her “Tink and Tinkerbell” The last visit I had with Nana was just before her birthday. She was thrilled to see her little Tinkerbell, but was disappointed that I didn’t have her “Sweet Pea” with me. She commented that “Taylor was a tiny treasure, even though she could only see half her face (macular degeneration). In closing, I love you Nana. I will miss you. Your Meggie (A name I'm not fond of, unless uttered by my Nana)
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elena (riva) Lowe posted a condolence
Friday, March 7, 2008
My prayers are with you all. I remember your Mom fondly from Malartic, she was always such a gracious woman. hugs Elena
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Kara Machado posted a condolence
Thursday, November 30, 0002
I remember Nana with such fondness and pride. My friends, when I would tell them I was going to my Nana's for dinner, or I was going to be staying with her until I could find a job & apartment in Toronto, they would say: "oh, your cool Nana!" I would brag, "yes - my cool Nana - who's writing a book, who beats me all the time at Scrabble, who can remember the names of all my friends, who still drives, who walks to get her groceries, who makes me laugh with her 'modern' take on life, and who is still living on her own in a condo!" When I spoke of my Nana, I would always beam with pride. Her and Dad were such fun, caring grandparents - who always made my every visit to the Buckingham house (I can recall every room and hidden toy in that place to this day) a special one. As a child, I remember Nana would get out all her metal measuring cups and bowls for me to play with while she was busy in the kitchen (nice I thought, considering the racket I probably made). She would cut my breakfast toasts into strips -"soldiers" she called them - so I could dip them in the soft-boiled egg she'd made me. When I stayed over, she would tuck me into my cozy bed and make me feel like the most special kid ever - "now remember, you and Colin come and get into bed with Dad and I in the morning". I would tiptoe into their room (at some ungodly hour no doubt) and happily hop into their bed - warm 'Nana snuggles' were simply the best! After a nice morning chat filled with 'Nana stories' and questions about my schoolwork, what sports I liked, how piano was going etc., Nana would let me play with all her jewellery (I especially coveted the ring she had with the stones signifying each of her grandchildren), purses and clothes - I could have played in Nana's closet for hours (the point being, she let me)! Nana and Dad would take us to the Granite Club and introduce us to all their friends - I could always tell that she was proud of me, she made me feel so special. I remember the times at the Buckingham house with Nana and Dad as some of the happiest in my childhood... Years later, after Dad had passed away, I would enjoy a special visit with Nana to Banff, Alberta. I could see her face light up when we drove through the Rockies - she had, it seemed, 'come home'. Back at the condo years after that, she would sit with me at the kitchen table and recall stories of her childhood in Field, going over photos and remembering the names of everyone in them. The eventual completion of her Memoir, "Mountain Time" put all these memories in one place - for generations to later enjoy. I will be so proud to one day share this book with my daughter Sierra. She will learn how very special her great-Nana was, and what an interesting life she had lived. Nana was always full of wise advice. She was, indeed, a woman ahead of her time! When I was single and in my 30's (and wanting to meet someone), she would tell me - "Kara, it's better to be on one's own". When I finally met my wonderful husband-to-be, Nana knew there was a special change in me - she told me, "Kara, you certainly have a good one here". She also advised, "It's just smart to live together first". When Yuri and I planned our wedding, again Nana offered - "You will remember it more if you go away, just the two of you". And when we had our daughter Sierra -"There's nothing wrong with having just one, she's special enough!" Nana certainly always voiced her opinion when it came to her grandchildren! I am very thankful for the last visit I had with Nana. Yuri, Sierra (whose name Nana couldn't seem to ever remember!) and I popped by the condo 2 days before her 92nd birthday. She had a lovely dress on, her hair was done, and she seemed in very good spirits. She was even happily using her walker. In classic Nana form, she poked fun with Yuri and had a good laugh at Sierra's little antics. We spoke fondly of her sister and she bragged about gaining a little bit of weight. After a wonderfully warm and loving embrace, I left feeling very proud of her - Nana, I will miss our visits, our chats, our hugs, and all that I continued to learn from you over the years. You are and always will be my very special Nana - With much Love, Kara xo
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Yuri Machado posted a condolence
Thursday, November 30, 0002
I remember the first time that Kara took me to meet the Nana I'd heard so much about. I was a little apprehensive at first, not knowing if I would 'fit the bill' for her oldest granddaughter. Walking into the condo, my first impression was of awe... what a graceful, warm and witty lady she was. I think her first comment was - "So you're Yuri? Well, I think we'll keep you." She turned with a devilish little smile. From that point on I was hooked. Our connection was instant. She made me feel like I had been part of the family all along. I remember Nana being so pleased when we established what I would be calling her. I asked if "Nana" would be okay? Or would you like "Mrs.Cox" or "Nel"? She lit up with delight, insisting on "Nana ofcourse dear". Over the next few months I felt so special becoming a part of Nana's life. What a wonderful life Nana led. This only elevated my thoughts of what a strong and special woman she was. Nana, even though our relationship was still in it's relative infancy, as one the new additions to the family, the imprint you left on me will be ever-lasting. Your smiles, conversations and ever-so-warm hugs will not be forgotten. I love you dearly Nana. Yuri
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Colin Mitchell posted a condolence
Thursday, November 30, 0002
I’ll always remember our visits to Nana and Dad’s house (“Dad” = granddad for those unfamiliar with the grandkids’ confusing naming conventions). We’d drive in from London and walk up what seemed like an extremely long walkway to the front door. I’d knock and Nana would answer with a big look of surprise as if she had no idea that we were coming to visit (Later, as I got a bit older, I started to clue in that maybe she’d been expecting us all along. But, for years, we both played along for fun.) I loved these little traditions between Nana and I. And there were so many more: On hot summer days, she’d pour me a 7-Up, always into the same green plastic tumbler that, for some strange reason, I liked so much. When she felt like spoiling me (and that was often), she’d take me to the same place, a toy store across from a fire hall near the house. And for one of our last lunches together, she served me the same fruit Jello that I liked as a kid - and continued to like some 35 years later – partly because of the fruit but mostly because my Nana had kept making it for me all of those years. But, like my sister, one of my favourite traditions was crawling into bed with Nana and Dad early in the morning on those weekends when we slept over. I’d open the bedroom door slowly, always wondering if perhaps I’d come a bit too early. But I don’t think there was ever a day that I wasn’t allowed to jump in under the covers. Dad would bring Nana breakfast in bed and then we’d just talk and talk. Sometimes, Nana would ask me to sing “You Take the High Road” – a Scottish song that my grandfather on my Dad’s side had taught me. I remember one particular morning with the sun pouring in and Nana laughing at my mock Scottish accent. I’d sing a few more words and then we’d both start laughing. It was a moment of pure happiness. A few years later – and I’m sure to Dad’s relief - we decided that we should probably take our early morning chats out to the kitchen. And that’s where I came to sit, sometimes for hours, talking to Nana about the past and getting advice about the future. Even in her nineties, she was always so sharp and full of wit and wisdom. When I started to bring over my wife Julie, Nana would have us both laughing so much, Julie would always remind me afterwards “Wow, do you ever have a cool Nana!” Most recently, and even with her eyesight failing, she amazed us with a note to our son, Cameron. It was filled with little bits of guidance for the future, just like the kind she used to give me. I’ll miss these traditions more than she’ll ever know. But I feel thankful that so many of us had so long to enjoy such an amazing Nana. Love, Colin
