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JOYCE, Margaret Mary (Madge) (nee Tinneny)
April 7, 1934 - September 13, 2020 It is with deep
sadness we announce the unexpected passing of Margaret
Mary Joyce (Madge) on September 13, 2020. Margaret was
predeceased by her father Francis, mother Margaret,
brothers Jim, Dick, Tommy, Willie, and sister Betty. She
is survived by her husband of 60 years, Leslie; her
children, Stephen (Cyndi) and Trish (Mike); her sister
Molly; sister-in-law Dot; and many nieces and nephews.
Margaret was born in Roslea, Northern
Ireland and moved to London, England at a young age
where she met and married her husband Leslie. Both
Margaret and Leslie were adventurers at heart and
emigrated to Philadelphia and they then moved from coast
to coast settling in Richmond/South Delta, where
Margaret spent her remaining years. While the adventure
took Margaret far from home, she maintained a strong
connection to Ireland and was very proud of her Irish
heritage.
Margaret had many careers, none more
important than being a Mom to her children. Margaret
enjoyed being busy and learning new arts/crafts, with
her passions being gardening and knitting. She loved
music and would always welcome a chance to hit the dance
floor. Margaret was a very kind person with a soft spot
for animals and nature, especially her bird friends who
were regular visitors to her garden. Her love of
laughter and her giggle will be missed by her family and
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Many thanks go out to the KinVillage
Assisted Living staff for taking great care of our Mom.
Margaret (Mom) will be deeply missed and will live in
our hearts forever. As requested by Margaret, there will
be no service. If you would like to remember Margaret
and in lieu of flowers, donations are appreciated and
can be made to either the Delta Stroke Recovery Society
(www.deltastrokerecovery.com),
Delta Humane Society ( https://calls.delta.ca/dcas/) or
Critter Care Wildlife Society.https://www.crittercarewildlife.org/donate.
May the road rise to meet you, May the
wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon
your face, The rains fall soft upon your fields. And
until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of his
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