Attention: Official obituary can be found at:
https://www.mementofuneralchapel.com/obituary/Josephine-Sinclair

Further to that, here are some thoughts, reflections & perhaps even insights…
One of my cousins made a comment in the aftermath of Mom’s passing: she was unique! I’m sure many people feel that way about at least one of their parents; but, in this case, it just seemed so appropriate. Perhaps an understanding of this becomes clearer by listing some of her many attributes:
• she lived through two [2] world-wide epidemics (Spanish flu’ & Covid-19)
• she was born in WW1 and lived through WW2 & Korean & Afghan wars
• she helped her father manage the ranch household (including four [4] younger siblings) when her mother died at a young age
• she survived the dirty thirties and left Pambrun SK for Toronto to successfully study nursing at Sick Kids
• she was the minister’s wife in twelve [12] different Presbyterian congregations (with all that such a role entails, including participating in Women’s Missionary Society, Willing Workers, Ladies’ Aid, the choir, bake sales, wearing high heels at times, etc., etc.)
• she sat on at least one national board of the PCC – Ewart College in Toronto
• she managed each & every manse she occupied including being the chief disciplinarian even after her kids left home; yet she was stalwart in her support & even defense of her offspring – she also organized certain chores, including making sure that her sons knew how to wash/dry dishes at an early age
• she did a family letter every week for years and always a Christmas letter
• she never forgot birthdays (although I guess I won’t get her birthday card & cheque this year – can’t even blame the post office!!)
• she managed any & all phone calls from family members, although she would permit Dad a few words now & then
• she was the North American distribution arm for record sales for her three [3] nieces when they lived in Germany
• she served as camp cook for at least one Presbyterian Young Peoples (PYPS) weekend camp at Kintail
• she managed the financial side of the paper routes I operated with my siblings in Embro
• she provided more chocolate chip cookies to her children & grandchildren (especially when they were away at school) than almost anyone I know
• while she made us drink powdered skim milk, she compensated by making the best home-baked bread on the planet
• she could cook pheasant, Canada goose, duck (including a Teal one time) or deer that Dad brought home from any hunting excursion into a major feast
• despite a less than stellar stipend from the various churches, she provided meals that were healthy, colourful, tasty and filling
• she could preserve through canning (although she actually used jars or freezer bags) everything from apple-sauce, beets, relish, peaches and pears to frozen corn & peas as well as jams and jellies that remain peerless
• later in life she and my Super Sister Anne made the best Christmas shortbread cookies and woe-betide anyone who came into their kitchen while Mom was rolling out the dough and the pre-baked individual cookies (trust me, I found out the hard way)
• she unilaterally disposed of my extensive hockey cards collection (including one complete set of the original six in 1959); also gave away my special 4-speed race bike after I left home
• she was devout without being preachy; she prayed without being obvious (she was Presbyterian until she turned 100, then became a Lutheran due to the influence of a wonderful Lutheran pastor who also grew up Presbyterian!!)
• she was a Prairie girl who never let anyone forget that she was born on PEI
• she could ride &/or drive horses with the best of them and in her later years at the LTC, the days she thrilled to the most were when a horse would be brought to their garden and she would get to hold its head, whisper to it, and show all the other elderly ones that there was no need to fear a horse
• although she knew how to dispense tough love, she was kind, considerate and quite capable of finding some good in the most negative of moments or people
• she will be missed..

There are probably many more attributes to list, if I could get really focused. Just know this, I will be forever grateful that she was (& will always be) my Mother…
g.w.