Obituary of Barbara Mary McLoughlin

Barbara McLoughlin

 

Peacefully at Parkwood Hospital on Sunday, January 1, 2023. Barbara McLoughlin of Port Stanley and formerly of London in her 103rd year. Beloved wife for 56 years of the late Bill McLoughlin (2000). Loving mother of Kathy, Ann, and Margaret. Proud grandmother and great grandmother, Predeceased by 2 sisters and 2 brothers. Also survived by many nieces, nephews, and cousins. Barbara was born on July 1, 1920, in Teignmouth Devon England and was a proud veteran of the Second World War. She served for 4 years in the ATS branch of the British Army where she met her husband, Bill. Just before she passed away, she had the privilege to be interviewed for a project that the War Museum in Ottawa is compiling of WW2 veteran’s experiences. She was thrilled to be able to share her many stories. Barbara was an avid Blue Jays and soccer fan and a proud member of the Port Stanley Legion.

At Barbara’s request there will be no visitation or Funeral Service.  A celebration of Barbara’s life will take place at a later date.  Donations to the Port Stanley Legion, Br. #410, 310 George St, Port Stanley, ON N5L 1C9 gratefully acknowledged.  On-line condolences are available through www.mcfarlane-robertrs.ca.  Special thank you to her loving granddaughter Jennifer for all the love and care she provided to her “magical Nan”, and to Rob, her baseball and soccer crony. Special thank you to Marg, Gerry, Justin, Christine and Sue. Many thanks to her bingo buddy Annie for her visits. Thank you to Branch 410 Port Stanley Legion, for the special attention they gave to Barb over the years. Thank you to the nurses and staff of Parkwood Institute, 4B South for their care and compassion.  McFarlane & Roberts Funeral Home, Lambeth, 519-652-2020 in care of arrangements.

 

Do not stand

By my grave, and weep.

I am not there,

I do not sleep—

I am the thousand winds that blow

I am the diamond glints in snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle, autumn rain.

As you awake with morning’s hush,

I am the swift, up-flinging rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight,

I am the day transcending night.

Do not stand

By my grave, and cry—

I am not there,

I did not die.

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