Jean Priestley

13 October , 192619 June , 2018

Priestley, Jean (Reid)

Mum, Nanny, Nanny Cookie died peacefully on June 19, 2018 at the age of 91 after a 13 month stay at Gilmore Lodge. Beloved wife of Harry, who predeceased her in 2016, and mum to Glenn Keith (Barbara) Priestley of Ottawa and Julie Lynn (Stephen) Reiman of Chippawa. Cherished nanny to Amanda Jean Reiman of Toronto, Glenn Stephen Reiman of Niagara Falls and Emily Caroline (Travis) Gillis of Cold Lake, AB. Nanny Cookie to Jaxon Jesso of Toronto. Loving sister to Florence Caroline, Arthur Keith, both deceased.

Born in Hoyland, Barnsley, England Oct. 13, 1926 to James and Florence Reid. Being under-aged, she would take herself to the infant’s class at school until the headmaster gave in and registered her. All her life she was curious, capable and competent at everything she turned her hand to. She exuded the virtue of a noble woman as it is found in Proverbs 31,”She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness”. She loved the company of women and at the tender age of 11 her mother died. As was the custom of the day back then the women from the Women’s Auxiliary took her alongside to their weekly meeting, mentoring and teaching her to knit. These skills became a lifelong pastime, knitting balaclavas, mitts, and raising rabbits for fur gloves to be given to military men and women during the war. After finishing high school she trained as a seamstress at her uncle’s factory in Dewsbury. As was with most of her sewing, hand stitching was her forte; aiming to present 12 stiches per inch with precision. She gifted many brides-to-be with custom designed, hand sewn wedding gowns and complete wedding ensembles. Little babies christened in the finest satin and lace, all hand done by her delicate hands.

She met Harry and enjoyed riding on the back of his motorcycle over the moors and being together at the weekly dances. They married on March 29, 1952 and left England in 1954, coming to Canada to be with family. Mum found joy in raising her young family and getting involved in the activities of her children.

Our family would like to thank Gerry Bucsis from the Alzheimer’s Society who encouraged and educated us every step of the way through mum’s relentless struggles with mixed vascular dementia. Without her expertise and friendship we could not have navigated the system, finding every bit of help available. To dear friends staying alongside our family in the toughest of times, we thank you Caroline Allan, and Diane and Mike Bauer. Special thanks to staff at Gilmore Lodge because, it’s a lovely day tomorrow. Adult daycare program at Meadows of Dorchester and Upper Canada Lodge, Niagara Respite program and the Behavioral Support Team from St. Joseph’s Villa. Cremation has taken place, private interment with family at a later date. In lieu of flowers or cards, please give generously to the Alzheimer’s Society to help find a cure for this debilitating disease.


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Jill Windebank

29 November 2018

Jill Windebank

29 November 2018

Jill Windebank

29 November 2018

Debbie Jane

29 November 2018

Julie Reiman

28 August 2018

Dad reading his morning devotional to mum.

Julie Reiman

1 August 2018

"Mum"orial celebration!

Mary Hendry

28 June 2018

Remembering walks in the park, how she loved nature, flowers, the birds, happily greeting the dogs on the path. Sharing stories of her childhood and singing a song or two on the way. Her warm kind smile will never fade from my memory. Rest in peace dear friend, Jean! Blessings to Julie and Steve for all your love and care for your Mum. God kept you strong through it all. Keeping your family in prayer. Much love, Mary & Bill

Denise Ford

27 June 2018

My name is Denise Ford, and I am related to Jean's husband Harry, and live in Bolton Percy, North Yorkshire. I attended their wedding on one of the coldest days ever in 1952. They used to visit us in Leeds coming over on their motorbike, and having fish and chips for supper! My mother kept in touch after they left for Canada, and I left home and lost contact. I came on a tour of America and Canada in the late nineties, and on a visit to Niagara I looked up all the "Harry Priestleys" in the telephone directory until recognised Harry's distinctive Yorkshire accent! We met up early the next day, and from that time they came to see us and stay each time they came to England . In 2005 I came back with my grandson Tom to see them and stay in Nialk .It was a marvellous time to be with them and meet all the rest of the family. Auntie Jean was the most wonderful person, so kind, considerate, and loving. These are all the attributes she passed on to Julie, who is my Canadian "sister." I send my condolences to all the family , and want them to know you are in my thoughts and prayers. God Bless, and goodbye dear Jean, Much love, Denise xx

Nikki &Cassey Smith

24 June 2018

What a pleasure getting to know Jean over the last year and a bit. She always had the most vibrant smile. We will always remember her singing her songs “It’s a lovely day tomorrow ☀️“. She will be missed by many and it was a pleasure to spend time with her. Praying for Julie , Steve and family during this difficult time and that god gives u comfort .

Glenn Reiman

22 June 2018

Oh, how I'll miss that laugh. Nana you spoiled me rotten, but didn't forget to instill the manners I try to carry to this day. One of the most warmest of memories in my life is munching on millionaire shortbread watching a little tiny tv on a silly kitchen stool with you while you baked the most delicious treats to stockpile the freezer with. Seeing you light up when you showed me the church where you were married in England will be with me always. Seeing you and my mum in the bleachers at every single game I played. Playing mini golf through your house on the carpet. Having tea and watching Cornation Street on what seemed like the world's biggest television. You were the kind of perfect grandmother in a movie. How you were able to effortlessly make meaningful connections and conversation with perfect strangers wherever we went, always showing me how the world could be so beautiful if we are bold enough to explore it. How you'd raise your eyebrows when I'd tell you the most mundane of stories. You made me feel so important. I only hope I brought half as much warmth to your life as you did to mine. Thank you for being such a beacon of light in my life. I love you always Nana, and I'll see you again, Love little Glenn