June’s Memorial Service was held on Saturday, August 16, 2014, two months after her death, at Trinity United Church in Mahone Bay.
Below, you’ll find individual videos of several segments of the service. Click “Memorial” in the menu to return to this page. There is also a video of the whole service, in case you’d like to “attend” from a front-row seat.
Here is the program for the service (PDF): • Main program • Insert (song lyrics etc)
The urn for June’s ashes was designed and built by her son, Mike Holm, and painted by her old friend, artist Eliza Schurman. The top of the urn was left open to hold a flower arrangement for the service. Here … Continue reading →
Charles was the first family member to speak. He described how he and June met and set up house together, and some highlights of their long married life (“not bad for a late start!”). … Continue reading →
What I learned from my mother, what I had to unlearn, and what I learned about her in the month before her death.
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My mother wrote this poem about 1977. I remember her dancing around the kitchen, so pleased with the verses she had created. After she died, I rediscovered the poem and set it to music, trying to convey the excitement she … Continue reading →
Original song written for her mother by Pamela Holm (guitar and lead vocal). With Bev Shaw on violin, Heather Holm on accordion, Bev and Heather plus Dorcas Beaton, Valerie Bellamy and Heather Kristenson on backup vocals, and Peter Heron on … Continue reading →
Here we offer, in video, the full Memorial Service held in Trinity United Church in Mahone Bay, for those who could not be there or wish to re-experience it. The Rev. Lee Simpson officiated at June’s express request. The video starts with the … Continue reading →
Pictures from the reception. Thanks to Chris Maginley, Karen Runge for the photos. … Continue reading →
Mom once told me how, at her own mother’s burial, the family was ushered away from the grave before the casket was to be actually buried. As the workers did the job, she felt compelled to watch, but felt she had to stand outside … Continue reading →