MAUREEN PATRICIA MANSON

(June 17, 1930 – October 8, 2025) To Maureen, being bored was an indictable offence. Curiosity propelled her through life before Alzheimer's and a host of other conditions finally took her down in her sleep at age 95. Born in Chesterfield, England, Maureen was an only child and independent-minded from the start. After training as a Registered Nurse, she immigrated to Canada in 1955, where she lived a life filled with connection and experience. She adored her husband and loved their two sons. She was kind, loyal, and forgiving, making close friends everywhere she went except maybe Burnaby. She could be acerbic and she could be contrary, but she could never be called a conformist. She read voraciously with a breadth of vocabulary and knowledge to prove it. She joined book clubs, theatre groups, bridge circles, and charitable causes most everywhere she lived. She delighted in hosting and entertaining, specializing in making people feel welcome. She pursued learning with tireless interest, taking university courses into her 80s. Up to the last few years, she successfully resisted the idea of sitting still for very long. At times, she could be anxious but, in the end, she was not afraid to live her life, her way. She will be missed. Maureen was predeceased by her husband, Hamish Manson, and is survived by their two sons, Andrew (Sarah) and James (Gretyl); as well as her granddaughter, Adelaide (Hayden); and her very dear friends, Margaret and Ray. That's all she wrote.