Daughter. Sister. Aunt. Mother. Wife. Friend. It is
our sad duty to announce that Shirley MacPherson
(née Blackie, and formerly Bull) passed away on
April 24th, 2021 after a lengthy illness, at her home
in West Vancouver. She i s survived by her
husband, Paul MacPherson, and her older
daughter, Adrienne Bull, and sisters Carol and
Wilma, as well as nieces and nephews. Shirley was
predeceased by her younger daughter, Jacqueline
Bull, and her brother, James Blackie (Jim).
Shirley was born in Paisley, Scotland in 1936 to
Margaret and William Blackie, and was the oldest
of four children. She met her first husband, Eric
(Wally) Bull, whom she married in 1954, and
together they moved to Africa, where they lived
until their first child, Adrienne, was born. In 1967,
they emigrated to Canada and ultimately settled in
West Vancouver, in a house that she continued to
live in until September 2020.
In 1970, a baby girl, Jacqueline, was adopted into
the family. After her first marriage ended in 1980,
Shirley continued to raise her children in West
Vancouver, until Jacqueline developed leukemia in
1982. After a 2-year long battle, Jacqueline
succumbed to the disease in December 1984, which
left its mark on Shirley, and her daughter Adrienne.
In 1986, Shirley met Paul (who was visiting from
Ontario) at an Expo-86 related event. They married
in 1989, settling in the house in West Vancouver,
where they remained until September 2020.
Shirley helped Paul to run his companies, doing
much of the book-keeping for many years. They
did a lot of travelling around the world, for both
business and pleasure.
Shirley had a love of needlepoint, embroidery,
knitting and making clothes as a young woman,
and developed a love of cooking, going so far as to
travel to Tuscany for cooking school. Her Joy of
Cooking cookbook is dog-eared, covered in dried
ingredients and the spine finally broken after so
many decades of use.
Thanks go to the nurses and doctors at Lions Gate
Hospital, and to the caregivers who helped care for
her in her final months at home. A very deep debt
of gratitude goes out to Rose for all that she did to
help Shirley in the last two years, in nearly every
capacity. Thank you, Rose, you are heaven sent.
Goodbye, Mom - you can now tell Jacqueline
everything that happened since she left.
Be not said for me, for I am with you always
I leave you all now, smiling and at peace
Where I go now, I am but a breath on the wind
And the whisper in your ear
Mine is a life lived
For my legacy lives in you,
As long as you remember me.
As I shall remember you.
- Adrienne
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