Eva Gertrude Wilson

December 16, 1927June 13, 2014
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Suddenly at St. Joseph's Hospital on June 13, 2014 in her 87th year. Beloved wife of the late Jack. Loving mother of Michael, Paul (Linda), Jo-Anne (Owen), Barbara (Gerry) and Chris. Cherished Nana of Andrew, Ben, Christian, Emma, Sarah, and Calista. Sadly missed by Don and all our friends who knew our Nana. She was a strong, spirited, sweet woman who will be fondly remembered by many. Special thank you to the staff of St. Jospeh's Hospital Orthopedic and ICU for their compassion and care. Cremation has taken place. Memorial Visitation will be held at CRESMOUNT FUNERAL HOME, 322 Fennell Ave. E., on Thursday, June 19, 2014 from 6-9 p.m . with Words of Rememberance at 8:30 p.m. If desired donations to the Breast Cancer Society would be appreciated by the family.


  • Memorial Visitation Thursday, June 19, 2014
  • Words of Remembrance Thursday, June 19, 2014

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Wayne Orr

June 16, 2014

So sorry for your loss Barb, may your memories be a comfort to you and the boys in the days ahead.

Wayne and Gwen Orr



“Seeing is believing.” For many, those words simply represent a motto. But for Eva Gertrude Wilson, it summarized in every way who she was. She was modest, quiet and observant, taking in everything around her and always thinking before acting. She was a realist, someone who was efficient and practical in everything she did. She was a friendly person who truly cared about those around her.

Eva was born on December 16, 1927 at Henderson Hospital in Hamilton, Ontario. She was the daughter of Hilda and Leonard. Raised on the Hamilton Mountain, she was brought up to be tolerant and trustworthy. As a child, she learned to be conscientious, responsible and punctual. These were all traits that she would carry with her throughout her life.

As a young girl, Eva was always aware of how others around her felt and this quality served her well. With a deep capacity to tolerate the feelings of others, Eva was generally able to avoid conflicts. It seemed as if Eva was the family member who was always working to keep stress at bay. Preferring a quiet environment where she could concentrate, Eva also had the ability to relate well with her family and friends. Eva was raised with one sibling, a younger sister Phyllis. Eva was constantly involved in activities with her family. Eva and Phyllis had the typical rivalries while growing up but they deeply cared for each other and shared many life experiences over the years.

Most folks would say that Eva was shy until they got to know her. Those who were privileged to know her well learned that she was a solid, good friend. Eva was reluctant to generalize about people, and she based her friendships on her personal experiences. Because of this, Eva best trusted those people that she truly knew. She was concerned about how those around her felt, and she always seemed to uncover the positive side of people. She could relate to others and had the ability to see their point of view, to “walk a mile in their shoes,” as the saying goes. The friends that she made, Eva kept. Later in life, she became friends with Mary, Margaret, Caroline, Mary Lou and Wes.

Love can’t be defined but must be experienced. That was so true for Eva. On November 13, 1948 Eva married John Wilson at Livingston United Church in Hamilton, Ontario. She was totally committed to Jack and maintained traditional ideals about marriage. It was as if Eva naturally sensed her spouse’s needs, and accepted those feelings unconditionally. Although Eva disliked conflict, she did not take flight from discord, but rather sought to preserve harmony even during the most trying times.

Eva was a good mother to her children. She had “old fashioned” parental values and could handle typical family conflicts in a fair and calm manner. Because she trusted emotions, Eva was reluctant to force issues and used gentle persuasion to resolve situations. In this way she seemed to radiate an aura of warmth and caring to those around her, always thinking before acting. In addition, Eva was a master planner. No matter how hectic life around her might be, she seemed to know and track everyone’s schedule. Eva was blessed with five children, twosons, Michael, Paul, Chris and two daughters Jo-Anne and Barbara. She was also blessed with six grandchildren, Andrew, Ben, Christian, Emma, Sarah and Calista.

If you gave Eva a deadline, she would meet it. At work, Eva was always on task. Without hesitation, Eva could adhere to any assignment and see it through to its completion. Her primary occupation was a homemaker. During that time, Eva excelled in working with small groups in order to complete assignments. She was able to quickly grasp concrete ideas and could organize and plan the best way to accomplish things with remarkable consistency. Eva was good at staying on track and was considerate in listening to what others had to say. In this way, Eva had a true gift for being able to come up with practical resolutions to difficult problems. She was often the team member who managed to put forth a win/win solution for all parties.

Eva liked to experience things first hand, in addition to simply learning about them. This quality influenced Eva's choice of leisure time activities. A methodical and patient worker, Eva preferred to set aside uninterrupted time to work on her hobbies. Her favorite pursuits were bowling, bingo, the casino, knitting and sewing. Eva was content to sit quietly alone, enjoying her hobbies all by herself and could often be found just reading about her favorite pastimes.

While thorough and measured in her approach to things, Eva often liked to physically do things rather than just think about them. She was like that with sports. Recreational sports included bowling. She also enjoyed the statistical data and the facts behind the sports. In this way, she was something of a sports fan and enjoyed watching her favorite teams whenever she got the opportunity. Tops on her list were tennis, golf and hockey.
Anyone who traveled or went on vacation with Eva had smooth sailing. It was often taken for granted that she was the trip planner. She would start early and examine all of the possibilities, selecting the best and most effective options. Favorite vacations included travel of any kind, especially the Caribbean Island and Mexico.

Eva was as loyal to her pets as they were to her. She had several dogs and cats over the years – Spooky, Tina, Riley and Davey.

Eva passed away on June 13, 2014 at St. Joseph's Hospital in Hamilton Ontario from complications due to hip replacement surgery. She is survived by her children Michael, Paul, Jo-Anne, Barbara, Christopher and grandchildren Andrew, Ben, Christian, Emma, Sarah and Calista.

It is said that some people can’t see the forest for the trees. Eva was able to focus on each individual tree, tending to its needs, thus making the forest stronger as a whole. Eva was a trustworthy, pragmatic and sympathetic person, the kind of woman to whom everyone was drawn. She was thorough and practical. Eva Wilson was very literal with her words. You always knew where you stood with Eva. She will be missed.


If grandmothering was a pro sport, Nana would’ve been elected to the hall of fame.
If it was a line of business, she’d be the benchmark.
If grandmothering was a science, she was pretty much Einstein.

She was everything you could ask for in a grandmother, and more.

She was at every game, every tournament, and every rock show, and every graduation.

She was a huge part of each one of her grandchildren’s lives.

I was lucky to spend a lot of time with Nana throughout my life.

When I was young she babysat me and made me toast with peanut butter whenever I wanted.

Growing up we were always at the arena together. She was always well equipped with toonies and loonies in order to satisfy my endless desire for chocolate bars and fooseball games.

When I was older and the skates were hung up, we spent a lot of time in the family room either watching tv, or playing xbox. She never played but she was completely content just watching me run around shooting things. She’d cheer when a I killed a guy and sigh in despair when I died.

Me and my brothers would have all our friends in and out of the house during the summers and everyone called her Nana. She just seemed to fit in.

She was pretty cool and she could definitely hang. She was the first in the family to get an Ipad. First thing she wanted me to do was teach her how to buy the Killers new album off of itunes.

She loved watching sports on tv as well. At first, it seemed to me that she had a soft spot for the underdogs. Because she hated all the best players, like Roger Federer, Tiger Woods, and even Sidney Crosby. But then we realized that it she based it solely on how attractive the thought they were.. Raphael Nadel, Adam Scott, and Mark Messier were more her taste.

Oh wow, …he’s “Nice”, she say.. And now I know why Men’s swimming was her fav Olympic event.

Apart from all the love and support Nana gave her grandchildren, and the good times we had, she was also a crazy good baker. She was a good cook, but phenomenal at baking cookies and pies, and cakes. Luckily I won’t miss that so much though since she passed those skills down to my mom.

And Mom make sure u pass it on too. Ben, go and get yourself an apron.

Nana was the easiest person on earth to get a laugh from, she was always so cheerful, and that’s what I’ll miss the most. Just hanging out.


Helping her make chocolate chip cookies so we (Jo-Anne and I) could sneak the dough!

Walking uptown to go shopping and sometimes we’d get treated to French fries and chocolate milk at Kresges’!

Having kraft dinner, rice-a-roni or spaghettini when dad was working afternoons – because he wouldn’t eat that stuff!


Always said she was very shy as a young girl. But she wasn’t too shy to go on a blind date and marry dad 2 months later! They were married 55 years before dad passed 11 years ago.

Was a great seamstress – she made clothes for Jo-Anne and I for years…new Easter outfits, graduation dresses, and even my bridesmaids dresses when I got married!

Loved to knit. All of us children and grandchildren had a fisherman knit sweater and afghans, and her wonderful dishcloths!

Made the best pie crust! She made apple pies almost every Sunday in the winter. She made cherry and lemon meringue for special occasions or whenever the grandchildren asked!

Made the best stew, the best steak 'n kidney pie, and best hash!

Favourite meal was in the summer. She would make potato salad, macaroni salad and baked chicken. We knew summer was here when that was dinner!

Took us to the CNE every year. We would always watch The Lumberjack Show and The Water Show. Those were her favourites.

Loved to travel. She drove across Canada both ways with Dad and flew to the Dominican Republic, St. Kitts, and Mexico with us.

Love to bowl. She was with The Leander Ladies 5 pin club for many many, years, then switched to 10 pin to bowl with Dad when he retired.

Loved to keep busy. She always wanted to get out of the house everyday. She spent a lot of time with me and the boys. She’d always help me make dinner, go shopping with me and went to all the boys' hockey games and tournaments.

Loved going to Christian’s band concerts…no matter how loud it was, she would listen with a big smile on her face! She even had his music on her IPAD!

Yes, mom had an IPAD that she surfed the net with, and played games everyday. She had a facebook page and had a cell phone for years that she used regularly to text all of us!!

Loved to play cards. Crazy 8’s, cribbage, euchre, pinochle and poker! She didn’t care if she won, she just loved playing. Although, she did like to beat Gerry at Poker!!!

During this last year, her hip was causing her more pain. But she never let that stop her from helping to take care of me during my treatments. She’d spend days with me, making me soft boiled eggs, chicken noodle soup and grilled cheese. We’d sit together and just talk or watch TV.

Mom was a beautiful woman who loved life and loved her family, especially her grandchildren.

We all loved her very much and we will miss her very much.

The Giving Tree
By Shel Silverstein

Once there was a tree….And she loved a little boy.
And every day the boy would come
And he would gather her leaves
And make them into crowns and play king of the forest.

He would climb up her trunk
And swing from her branches
And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade.
And the boy loved the tree….Very much.
And the tree was happy.

But time went by,
And the boy grew older.
And the tree was often alone.

Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said:
“Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk
And swing from my branches and eat apples
And play in my shade and be “happy”

“I am too big to climb and play” said the boy.
“I want to buy things and have fun.
I want some money.
Can you give me some money?”

“I’m sorry” said the tree, “but I have no money.
I have only leaves and apples.
Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in the city.
Then you will have money and you’ll be happy”

And so the boy climbed up the tree
And gathered her apples
And carried them away.
And the tree was happy….

But the boy stayed away for a long time…
And the tree was sad.

And then one day the boy came back
And the tree shook with joy, and she said:

“Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk
And swing from my branches
And eat apples and play in my shade
And be “happy”…

“I am too busy to climb trees”, said the boy.
“I want a house to keep me warm,” he said.
“I want a wife and I want children, and so I need a house.
Can you give me a house?”

“I have no house” said the tree.
“The forest is my house,” said the tree,
“But you may cut off my branches and build a house.
Then you will be happy.”

And so the boy cut off her branches
And carried them away to build a house.
And the tree was happy.

But the boy stayed away for a long time….
And the tree was sad.
And when he came back,
the tree was so happy she could hardly speak.

“Come, Boy” she whispered, “Come and play.”
“I am too old and sad to play.”
Said the boy, “I want a boat that will take me away from here.
Can you give me a boat?”

“Cut down my trunk and make a boat,” said the tree.
“Then you can sail away… and be happy.”
And so the boy cut down her trunk
And made a boat and sailed away.

And the tree was happy…. But not really.
And after a long time the boy came back again.
“I am sorry, Boy”, said the tree,
“But I have nothing left to give you – My apples are gone.”
“My teeth are too weak for apple,” said the boy.
“My branches are gone, “said the tree “You cannot swing on them—“
“I am too old to swing on branches," said the boy.
“My trunk is gone,” said the tree. “You cannot climb
“I am too tired to climb,” said the boy.

“I am sorry” sighed the tree.
“I wish that I could give you something…
But I have nothing left.
I am just an old stump. I am sorry…”

“I don’t need very much now” said the boy.
“Just a quiet place to sit and rest.
I am very tired.”

“Well,” said the tree straightening herself up as much as she could.
“Well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting.
Come, Boy, sit down…and rest.”

And the tree was happy…

The end.