November 8, 1938 – February 18, 2018
at the age of 79 years
It is with great sadness we announce the passing of Carol Elizabeth Pringle on Sunday, February 18, 2018 in Salmon Arm, BC, at the age of 79 years.
Mom was born on November 8, 1938 to Roderic and Kathleen Jones. A lifelong resident of the Westwold Community, she spoke fondly of many childhood memories she shared with her siblings, cousins and friends, including her exceptional ice hockey and baseball skills, and spending endless summer days exploring the hills of Westwold. A highlight of her youth was the Kamloops High School Band trip to Europe in 1954.
As a farmer, Mom understood the definition of work, always without complaint. If it needed to be done, she did it – from milking the cows, raising poultry and pigs, birthing lambs, harvesting alfalfa and grain, tending two separate gardens, hauling household water, to sewing her children’s clothing. Her door was always open, the kettle was always ready to boil and there was an extra coffee cup and dinner plate in the cupboard for anyone who might be in need. When she welcomed you to the family dinner table, you would have enjoyed homemade bread, butter, jam, garden vegetables and produce, farm raised beef, poultry and pork, canned fruit, pickles, ice cream and doughnuts.
After many years of dedication to Pringle Creek Farm and her family, she treasured her retirement and Yuma winters. Her yearly goal was to escape to her Yuma family before the first snowfall and bask in the Arizona sun until the hummingbird feeders hung in her window in the Spring. Upon her return, stocked with Mexican vanilla, American cigarettes and the orange drink, Tampico, she would share tales of her quiet days and gambling adventures.
By far the most important thing to Mom was her family. She was proud of all her “kids” including her natural children, step-children, and those she took under her wing. She adored her grandchildren and would have been thrilled that her first great grandchild, Margaret Anne Pringle, arrived on February 20, 2018.
If you ever crossed her path, you would remember her piercing blue eyes, striking hair (blue-black in her youth and white later in life) and warm smile. When she struck up a conversation with you, you would see her optimistic outlook and her remarkable ability to listen empathetically and without judgment.
Mom, dementia may have taken your mind and cancer may have claimed your body, but your remarkable strength and true spirit will live on in those who were blessed to be loved by you.
At Mom’s request, there will be no service. In lieu, we ask that you remember her with an act of kindness, spend time with your family, play a game of cards, whistle while you work, complete that crossword puzzle and never, ever say no to dessert.