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A Celebration of Life in loving memory of the late Colleen Westcott will be held Saturday July 14, 2018 at Windsor Chapel, 704 Windsor St. from 1-3 p.m. Please come and share your memories.
Cherished memories of Mrs. Westcott remain with me and will forever. She was more than my English teacher for several grades. I was so fortunate to have her as my English teacher for three semesters; but more than that, she was also a very kind and dear friend - a very real and warm human being first. She taught me to love Shakespeare and the great poets and inspired me to write. To this day, these remain a great passion that I continue to share with my own students. I have refered to her in many conversations throughout the years. I hope to attend a celebration of her life in the summer (2018). The essence of her remains strong with me as I know that it does with so many. That is the legacy of a great teacher. Her life was a great gift to me.
My grandma Colleen was a person of rare intellect and personal power. She was funny, extraordinarily well-read, politically active, multi-talented and a person of distinctive style. Her height and her tasteful refinement in dress made her stand out in any room. As a child in her presence I was often awestruck by her presence. Her coiffure was always just so, her elegant nails long and manicured, her clothing magazine perfect. (She once told me about making clothes from flour sacks when she was a child in the Depression, so that may have been a factor) And yet, it was not her physical aspect that was so memorable, really it was her passion and joy; in books, in music, in poetry and politics. She introduced me to politics, and I joined the youth wing of her party the minute I was old enough to join. (her blue budgie was named TC after TC Douglas) I used to wonder why she didn't run herself, but I think she was actually rather shy. She gave me a book of Edward Lear's when I was very young, and it has influenced me ever since. (A passage was read at my wedding) It is now a favorite well read companion of her great granddaughter Aurora. She wrote me a limerick for every birthday and every important occasion. She never failed to be jubilantly enthusiastic whenever I called her. She was a fantastic cook. She single-handedly cooked huge multi-course meals for family parties when I was young that were epic in scope and execution. Her children used to joke about her cooking with canned spinach and blackened bananas, but she could bake all kinds of brilliant cakes and cookies, roasts and sides, and was always willing to experiment. She always took on more than one human could cope with, and whether that was raising five children, or cooking a spectacular spread, or trying to read every newspaper article and every book written, or managing a large house, birds, dogs, cats, rabbit, studying for a master's degree and teaching all at once, or meticulously marking hundreds of English essays late into the night (pots of coffee at hand), she did it all with a vigour and determination that would be difficult for most to match. Life is inherently complicated, and she was no less complicated, but she loved me, and made sure that I knew it. I loved her, and I would give so much to be able to talk to her and ask all the questions I should have asked, and stroke her hair just to listen to her purr, and see her joy at what her great grandchildren have become. Saying goodbye is inevitable, but it does not soften the sharpness of the leaving. I love you Grandma. I hope that you found peace in your release of this world.
Heartfelt condolences are extended to your family at this difficult time. Seek the love and support God provides to help you cope during this time - Psalms 29:11
Dee, we want you to know that we're thinking of you and your extended family as you mourn the loss of your mom. Reading the obituary and comments makes me sorry I didn't know her; it's obvious that her absence will leave a big hole in your lives. Hugs from all of us.
Colleen was my grade 12 English teacher at Walter Murray. Aside from being a wonderful teacher with a natural ability to relate to her students, she was a lovely person in every way. She made a big impact on me by what I learned in her class and by the person she was. We knew that she was sometimes in a bit of trouble with the Administration, which made us like her even more. She set a great example of an aware and caring person. I'm glad she had a long retirement and a full life and am grateful to have known her. Sincere condolences,
Eric Cline
Mrs. Westcott was my Grade Nine English Lit teacher in 1971-72 at Walter Murray. She was an excellent teacher and made me enjoy what was admittedly not my favorite subject. My first impression of her was that she was a real radical with very progressive ideas, as evidenced by keeping copies of the Georgia Straight in the classroom periodical rack (which I think she might have taken some heat over, considering the times). She seemed to me like a real idealist and an all-round interesting person, which made her seem much younger to me than she actually was. My kind of person.

My sincere condolences to the family.
My sincere condolences to the family during this difficult time. Colleen was a wonderful woman who lived life to the fullest. I still have one of her amazing spider plants that she gave me a baby spider from in 1975!
It's a very well written and emotionally appropriate obit. (I found it on-line.) It gives your mother the obituary she deserves. Colleen made a huge impact on many people, especially me, Vivian (she wrote us the references that got us into CUSO's Nigeria program, '68-70) and Luisa (she wrote and delivered a beautiful wedding speech for us) and so many other people. As I've often said, she was truly a second mother to me, a friend and a mentor. Vivian and I sat in on her U of S children's literature class and visited her at her teaching assignments in Clavet and Walter Murray. Jazz remains my favourite music today probably because of Colleen. Once again, please accept our condolences.
Glen and Luisa Filson
Thank you for sharing Ms Westcott's life journey with us via her obituary. Please accept my sincere condolences as one of her former students from Walter Murray (Grade 12 in 1975). I'm almost certain that we (her students) did not fully appreciate her talents and education, mostly because you rarely knew your teachers on a personal level in those days. I remember that, as we lined up at her door, we secretly hoped she would be late...again...because then we could skip class and hang out, probably by her classroom door. My favourite memory is when she taught us "Streetcar Named Desire." May your treasured memories of Colleen (mom, grandma, former teacher, etc.) bring you comfort and love. Stana Campbell (nee Radoja), Vancouver

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