We, as a family, have been privileged to have shared time and happy occasions with Dorothy and Blake since our daughter Sarah was welcomed into the Baxter family and married Bruce.  The first occasion was at Dorothy and Blake’s home in Rosedale,  when we visited  just after meeting our future Canadian son in law for the first time, and joined the Baxter family for lunch over an Easter weekend. Sarah’s dad described it as being like part of the  Walton family from TV fame,  It was amazing sitting round a huge table, seemingly about 12 or more of us, to tuck into a vast home cooked feast, including cinnamon buns. We then found out first hand about Baxter hospitality and in particular Dorothy’s ability when cooking,
organising, home making, sewing, knitting, crocheting and what a wonderful mother in law, and father in law, our daughter was going to have! Over the years we shared time with Dorothy and Blake a number of times, including when they stayed with us at the time of Sarah and Bruce’s wedding in Wales.  They were the easiest and most 
relaxed guests we ever had, and I had one particularly memorable occasion to be so very grateful to Dorothy and her vast knowledge and inventiveness.  Two nights before the wedding I was machining
the hem of Sarah’s dress when I carelessly allowed the pollen  of some flowers  that I hadn’t moved to stain the beautiful silk fabric. Nothing else but to make it a shorter dress thought  I, knowing how pollen stains….but I reckoned without Dorothy.  In true Dorothy style she took it from me and with her usual determination, great calmness and washing up liquid she saved the day and Sarah’s wedding dress was the intended length.  
All my family here in England join in sending our deepest sympathy and love to Blake and Dorothy’s  wider family and remember her with great affection.



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Our memories of Dorothy are ones of love and laughter. Stories if “way back when” to the “here and now” we have missed teasing Dorothy and Blake living beside us for so many years. Dorothy was a comfort to me when my Mother died ten years ago. We are so thankful to have had Dorothy in our lives. By for now Dorothy! Hugs. Michele and Gilbert Sweep.

My Big Sister
It was a cold and dark night,  the farm house door swung open and in stepped Dorothy and Joyce.  It is a memory that comes to mind.  It  was in the middle of winter rural roads were  impassable.  The only way home was a three quarter mile trail through the field.    No phone  to tell us they were coming home, no yard light (rural eletrification came years later).    

The photo of my two sisters on horseback going to school may seem romanitic, but in the winter, the one room school house was very cold kids kept their coats on until noon when the cast iron stove did its job.  At least the sandwiches had thawed by noon.   I was lucky , being too young to experience this.  

Living on the farm meant chores, pigs and chickens to feed and water, cow to milk and milk to separate .  There was a garden to tend and also the duty to take people through Grampa's studio.  

This story provides insight into where Dorothy got her enourmous ability to meet the challenges of life, to care for family and friends.  It was rooted in those early days.  We did not know that life was hard, it just was life as usual.  

When Dorothy and Joyce lived in the Yukon, we looked forward to thier weekly letters.  Bert, Dad and I would sit at the kitchen table as Mom read the letters.  I suspose imagining life in the Yukon.

I especially treasured quality time with Dorothy and Blake when I was taking courses at the Justice Institute at New Westminster.

I wish Blake and my Baxter nieces and nephews, greats and great greats my deepest sympathy.  Dorothy leaves a legacy, which is how each of you conduct yourselves in life, how you meet the challenges that life brings.  

I will miss my big sister.

Dorothy, Ken, Bert and Joyce  on the family farm with baby lambs.

The journey starts! Two and a half miles ride to Marguerite country school.

My sincere sympathy to you Blake and all my special nieces, nephews and extended family.

 Will certainly miss my phone calls with Dorothy and being able to reminisce about days gone by, as growing up on the farm and being the two oldest of the family we did everything together. 

So thankful Sharon and I were able to visit Dorothy and Blake a couple of weeks before the good Lord called Dorothy home.  

Love and God bless you all. 

Joyce

Dear Uncle Blake and Family,

We are so sorry to hear of Auntie Dorothy's passing. I have some very fond memories of travelling to your home in Whitehorse and attending Barb's wedding. I remember Auntie Dorothy in the kitchen creating such lovely meals and being so warm and welcoming. 
May you find peace within your family knowing she was so loved and cherished. 

Love to you all,
Marcia, Ed, Rudi, Jack and Lucy Ballard xo

I am so deeply sorry for your loss . She was such a remarkable woman whose love, strength, and kindness touched everyone around her and in her presence I always felt loved , happy and grateful to be part of the family. 

Though words can’t take away the sadness you feel, I hope you find peace in the beautiful memories you shared with her. May her laughter, wisdom, and love continue to live on in your heart and in the stories you tell (like the ever famous bear story !). She will be dearly missed but never forgotten. 🩷

Was in the spring of 1975 in Whitehorse, YT I met and fell in love with Dorothie’s oldest daughter, Barbara (Barb) Baxter in high school. I quickly realised my attraction to Barb after meeting the Baxter family where she grew up in such a nurturing and kind environment.
Dorothy loved children and gave her all for her family. I recall her famous fried chicken, corn and mashed potatoes with gravy. I was quickly treated as family and for half a century that never waived.
I recall the early morning hours at the maternity ward when her first Grandchild was born. I phoned the house and Dorothy answered. She was so exhilarated to be called Grandma and now had another baby to love and cherish. Our two sons Alan and Steven have so many fond memories growing up around Grandma and Grampa in the Yukon. Cold Halloween nights always ended up at Grandma’s house where she always had hot chocolate and treats ready for them.
Dorothy was a true pioneer. Visiting our little hobby farm in Alberta was always part of her itinerary and usually the first thing her and Blake would ask was “what can we do?” They were always ready to help build fences, cutting down trees or whatever needed doing. It was so grand to see her riding on the quad around the farm, walking and picking berries with one of her Great Grandsons.
Her love for all her family remained so strong and vigilant. On a quiet summer evening after a long and fruitful life Dorothy was led away to his heavenly garden.
Dorothy will truly be remembered as such a loving and caring person.
Nick Cant

1998. Mesa Arizona-King and Queen of the street! Sarah's mum and dad were visiting from England

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Dorothy Marie Baxter

15 août 1935 – 9 septembre 2025

Woodlawn Mt. Cheam Funeral Home

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