Margaret F. L\'Heureux

SUN CITY - Margaret F. L'Heureux, a 27 year resident of Sun City. Margaret passed away Feb. 19, 2017. Born May 17, 1922, to Alcott and Grace Boardman, she is predeceased by her husband, Robert; brother, Ladd Boardman; and sister, Venore Bigelow. Margaret left behind sisters, Patty Vogt (Bud) and Lois Crawford; son, Robert L'Heureux (Terri); daughters, Suzie Craig and Renee Anderson (Garry); grandsons, David Williams (Jessica), Mark Williams (Teresa), Brandon Craig (Kristen), Cory Craig; and great-grandsons, Kasen Craig and Phillip Leismann. Rather than listing her accomplishments and life, her legacy can best be described in the tribute her grandson wrote: I'll remember. ..Grandmother, for 94 years nine months, you lived your life in a way that demands respect and admiration. You were born of a generation that learned how to sacrifice and make do without the things we take for granted now and you never complained. Your kindness towards others and generosity are lessons we should all take to heart. You taught me to be unselfish, work hard and to be fair. You corrected me often when my grammar was lazy. You taught me to respect women, and love unconditionally. You showed me the secret to great chocolate chip cookies, how to make holly-berry sauce and a better way to iron my clothes. Some of my fondest memories are watching old movies with you one after another on a Sunday. I often share the story of you consuming three quarters of a chocolate pie in a three hour period, while I was at the school working out with our players. I was convinced you had company as it was not possible a 60-year-old lady could eat an entire pie by herself. I was wrong.I'll remember waking up to the smell of fresh bread and having to wait until it cooled before I could have a slice. I'll remember not having ice cream in the house and you sending me outside to get snow so you could make something you thought was much better using vanilla and cream. I'll remember how you never cursed nor raised you voice in my presence...even when I caught the closet on fire. I'll remember how you convinced me to put my badly sprained foot in a bag of vinegar as it "helped take down the swelling'. It did not and I smelled like pickles for days. I haven't mustered up the courage to try the 'mother' in vinegar yet, but promise to do so...eventually. I don't remember many of the details of the day Grandpa died. The hurt and feeling of loss were not yet realized. On this day, however, it is much different. I'm older and have come to understand the cycle of life and value the relationships of those closest to us. Therefore, today is much more difficult through the eyes of an adult than that of a child. I'm grateful I was able to see you one more time and spend time together, albeit not that long. For the past two months I've enjoyed hearing your voice every day on my way home from work. The experience this Tuesday will feel empty as I start my truck and head home. Instead of reaching for my Bluetooth to call you, I'll be reflecting on our last few conversations. Through watery eyes and a heavy heart, I miss you already and I love you more than words can explain. I take solace in knowing you are reunited with Grandpa and are not suffering any longer. I love you Davy