Jakoba Lukkiena Mol

29 November, 192221 November, 2021

Our beloved wife, mother, oma and great-oma, Jakoba Lukkiena Mol (nee Stuit) passed away on November 21, 2021, at the age of 98, with Herman, her husband of 71 years, by her side. Koby, as she was known by friends and family, is also survived by her daughters Alida (Gary), in Windsor, and Eva, in Oregon, her brother Harry and sister Alida who reside in the Netherlands, her four grandchildren Jonathan (Amanda), Timothy (Veronica), Chelsea and Aubrey, and two great-grandchildren, Emily and James.

Unafraid of adventure, Koby left her hometown of Veendam and her mother country, the Netherlands, to immigrate to Canada with Herman and her two young daughters. Even though she knew no one in this unfamiliar country and did not understand nor speak its language, she was excited to begin a new life journey. The family resided in Burlington, Ontario, for a time, finally settling in Ottawa where they lived for more than 60 years.

As a young woman, Koby served as a sergeant in the Dutch MARVA (akin to the Women’s Royal Navy Service), where she met her soul-mate Herman . Koby had a remarkable soprano voice and sang in her church choir for many years. She loved quiet evenings at home, playing board games with her children, as well as social evenings out with her friends. She enjoyed cross-country skiing excursions with the Dutch Club, to which she and Herman belonged, and traveling. Along with Herman, Koby visited many countries, including Germany, Serbia, Austria and Cuba, and trailer-camped all over Canada and the United States, as well as at Gracefield Christian Centre every summer until the age of 90.

A woman of faith, Koby was a kind and gentle person who will be greatly missed by her family and friends but always lovingly remembered.

In lieu of flowers, donations to the Hospice of Windsor and Essex County would be greatly appreciated.

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Aida Araujo

27 November 2021

Please accept my sincere condolences on the passing of your mother.

Amanda Araujo

27 November 2021

She will be missed by my children and myself. I have fond memories of her soup.

Jenny Van Oosten

27 November 2021

My sincere condolences with the loss of Koby.

Lots of memories, we have known each other for many years. Had our ski weekends and later our ski weeks. Went for a few years to Cuba and later to the Dom. republic.

We had our monthly breakfasts and a special dinner at Christmas, celebrated our birthdays together. Dutch parties with dancing and singing.
I think of these happy times together often.

I wish you all the strength you need to carry this loss.

Greetings with love. Jenny van Oosten

Anja Mol

26 November 2021

Dear family,
This week when my brother Hans informed me of the passing away of aunt Coby, i realised that
Although most of the time at a distance she was allways a part of my life. For 58years.
Regulary she and uncle Herman paid us a visit in Amsterdam where they stayed at my parents house and where we spent a lot of time.
Sometimes we talked on the phone. In this way we were able to stay in touch. Also the Christmas and birthday cards were allways much appreciated.
Once my parents, husband and myself travelled to Canada. We met at the niagara Falls, a very special place and after that we finally saw their home at Ottawa. We Explored The city and had a nice Bbq at their weekend hide away.
Dear auntie Coby, May you rest in peace and Dear family our thoughts are with you all.
Anja, roy, Esmee, tante Annie

Hans Mol

26 November 2021

Some years ago we visited aunt Koby and uncle Herman in Ottawa ans stayed a couple of days with them and could really know them better and felt very welcome.
The last time they visited Amsterdam we took them on a little tour through the places they knew and also took them to the Beemster where my father and also Herman stayed sometimes during the war.
We learned a lot about them and had pleasant times together which we remember in our hearts.
We hope she has a nice place in the Groninger section of heaven.
Eleonore and Hans

Yvonne Cadieux

26 November 2021

We met Herman and Koby in 1961 when both of our families arrived in Ottawa. We were two doors apart for six years, but later had many adventure at Gracefield, biking, canoeing and hiking. Koby and I also had a bear cross in front of us on one of our hikes! Not many friendships last for 60 years! Covid kept us apart the last couple of years but we still talked by phone.

Dory Hilkes

25 November 2021

We remember Koby with love. Koby and Herman were our friends for many many years in Ottawa. We enjoyed so many social events with the Dutch Canadian Association, Sinterklaas, Carnival, and many others. Our group met for breakfast once a month at Summerhays. We've missed going because of COVID-19. We will be with you remotely for the memorial service. We wish Herman, Alice and Eva and their families Love and Peace. With Sympathy, Dory Hilkes.

Mary Hawkins

25 November 2021

My deepest condolences to Herman, Eva and Alice (Alice) upon the passing of Koby, a wife, and mother foremost and later an Oma and great Oma to several .

My first memory of Koby is when her daughter Eva and I became friends as early as thirteen years old. During lunch school break, Eva and I would sauntered to the Mol household and have lunch. One of my clear memories is when Koby served on toast Gouda cheese- it melted into the toast. So delicious. As a result, Koby introduced my tastebuds to one of the pleasures of Dutch foods which to this day I enjoy. Also, despite Koby's health challenges, she still remembered my name in the last days of her being in Ottawa. We even played a card game together - and she won :-) Koby, may you rest in peace forever. And, Herman know that Koby's love still remains around you always. God bless.

Ed Panman

25 November 2021

We are very sad that our aunt Koby has passed away now.

In the Netherlands we often met her, when she and Herman were visiting father and mother (her sister Jantje). Or when they came to us in Sellingen and Veendam.
We were in Canada twice. Our visits to Ottawa were unforgettable. A very warm welcome. Our stay was very easy-going, with a lot of humour. We saw the surroundings, museums, the church of course, beautiful nature.

We remember Koby as being twinned with Herman. A sweet and firm woman, with a sharp eye, who knew what she wanted. She could enjoy being together, a family woman.

At a distance, but still close. Wonderful memories. We will miss her.

Our thoughts are with Herman.
And of course with Ada, Gary and Eva and the (great) grandchildren.

Els and Eddy.

eva ditler

25 November 2021

My mother was not known for her cooking. She boiled everything until it was mushy and had no vitamins left. Canned peas? You’ve got to boil them first to heat them for dinner. Hot dogs? Put those wieners in a pot with some water and let them boil for a bit. Round steak? Throw it in a Dutch oven, brown it with some margarine, then add a ton of water and let it simmer for the day. As a kid, though, I liked her cooking just fine and I do have some fond memories associated with her that center around food.

On my birthday, she would spend a good hour standing at the stove just to make me the thin Dutch pancakes that I loved. At Christmas, she made “Oma” soup. Together we’d sing carols while rolling hamburger balls—not too big, not too small; not too loose, not too tight.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays when I came home from grade school for lunch, we would gently tap the shells of our soft-boiled eggs against each other until one shell cracked slightly. Whoever's egg that was, would be the loser. And when we peeled apples, we tried to peel the entire fruit in one long strand. In that game, whoever's strand broke first was the loser. Who says you can’t play with your food?
Then there were some wintery Saturdays when, after cleaning the house together, my mother would call for a hot-chocolate break. We’d sit at the kitchen table, sipping happily, while discussing life.

We had the same sense of humor and could laugh uproariously about absolutely nothing. One of my favorite memories was a classic violin concert we attended. As the violinists arranged themselves properly on their chairs, the staccato movements—not the music but the three violinists’ heads—began. The wilder the heads jerked, the more Mom and I laughed until we both had to sneak out of the auditorium, tears streaming down our cheeks.

She also taught me many things, but the best advice I remember is this: If you’re sad, just start humming a tune to help the sadness go away. Mom, do you hear me humming?

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