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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Sheila Marshall, 51 years old, born on May 15, 1958, and passed away on October 22, 2009. We will remember her forever.

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Lory Gallagher
May 15, 2021
May 15, 2021
Happy Birthday in Heaven Sheila, I still smile when I hear your name.
Dianne Lent
October 25, 2020
October 25, 2020
I didn"t know much about Sheila, just what I heard from Sandra. She sounded like a very lovely person. R.I.P.
Lory Gallagher
October 22, 2020
October 22, 2020
I miss her laughter. She was such a kind and genuine person.
Lory Gallagher
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020
I smile and view Sheila's pictures every time I get the notification. She was so kind hearted. Hugs.
Lory Gallagher
October 22, 2017
October 22, 2017
I still think of her once in a while.....such a kind person, she was. She made me smile.
Lory Gallagher
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013
Sheila would have been 55 today. I love the pictures of her...........she looks so pretty in her purple dress..........We celebrated Sandra's wedding that day. Sheila and I were bridesmaids. She was so kind.
Lory Gallagher
July 17, 2012
July 17, 2012
I only met Sheila a few times, we were brides maids for Sandra's wedding. She was kind and made me laugh. It was a sad time when she became ill and then finally went off to her peaceful place.........Her jovial way about her and her laughter will not be forgotten.
Sandra Lent
July 16, 2012
July 16, 2012
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Lory Gallagher
May 15, 2021
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Happy Birthday in Heaven Sheila, I still smile when I hear your name.
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Sheila at the dispatch console, 1992.
Sheila, bridesmaid at my wedding, October 1999
Sheila, December 2007. Sudbury, Ontario
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Fur Elise

July 16, 2012
by Sandra Lent

When I was "designing" this website, I selected the piano picture instantly for my template, and the song "Fur Elise," as the musical accompaniment.  This is because Sheila did play the piano, and the first time I asked her to play for me, it was this selection.  I don't know a lot about classical music, but this is a song I will never forget.

SL  

A letter to Sheila

July 16, 2012
by Sandra Lent
Dear Sheila It’s now going on 3 years since your death.   I know that the last little while we didn’t have that much contact.  You were growing increasingly ill, I had retired, and further moved back into my life with Ian.  We used to get a laugh out of that...you chided me, made me laugh.  At one point as Ian was enjoying and using my better than his health benefits, you said, “but you’re so lucky Ian took you back.”  (and we sure laughed (bitterly) about that one).   You died while I was living there with him, in October 2009.  My “self imposed Exile,” so to speak.  I went to your funeral alone.  I spoke about you, saying I couldn’t imagine my life without you in it.  This turned out to be so true.  I can’t even begin to tell you about the number of times I’d want to call you and tell you the latest goings on in my life.  Times like that, I miss you deeply. Funny, you and I could do that....discuss the pros and cons of our lives.  We could do that and be completely honest.  We were so very close.  Although I have other friends, I do not think I will ever be as close to them as I was to you. My Dad died in October of 2010.  Heather died in July of 2011.  Perhaps you’ve seen them, from where you are. It seemed to me that after retirement, I was quite sad.  My life certainly seemed empty, and nothing replaced the comradeship and social life, not to mention the pay cheques, of my former employ.  It was a dark time for me, those first couple of years.   In 2011 though, things changed for the better.  I moved to Nova Scotia, bought my own place in fact.  I became involved in a number of organizations, and I would sometimes find myself thinking...”Sheila would be so proud.”   Remember when you and I used to joke about moving here?  The place I had in mind for us is actually on this street.  It’s now an apartment building, and it’s even for sale.  God, if only you were here to rent a unit...I tell you, I’d find a way to buy it, and I’d put you up in it. Being older than you, I was supposed to die first Cheele.  I miss you so much.  Wouldn’t I love to call you up and discuss our lives again! Although we knew each other for over 25 years, and although we exchanged Christmas cards for about 20 years, we became much closer, I guess about 15 years ago.  Remember, Cheele?  “They say Garson is lovely at this time of year.”  It is but to laugh. When I lived in that building on Elm Street, (the first time) I swear, it was not a good experience.  I certainly didn’t miss it.  But the other night, I had this fleeting thought, a memory that floated through my brain.  And I missed those times, and all that went along with it.  Well, not all (think of the time I found a prowler lurking in my car, ha ha), but still, it was surprising.  And in that one fierce moment, I marvelled and wished I had it back.   I‘ve had a few of those moments in my life, times when I wish I could turn back time.  But that is not to be. My life here is mostly good.  But please, I pray there is no more death for a time, I’ve lost too many. SL

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