Olive Derouin
September 18, 1927 – September 21, 2024
With heavy hearts, we announce the peaceful passing of Olive Derouin on September 21, 2024, at the Lake of the Woods District Hospital. Born in Stonewall, Manitoba, on September 18, 1927, Olive lived a life filled with love, warmth, and kindness. She was predeceased by her beloved husband, Francis Derouin, and cherished daughter, Marlene McKie.
Olive leaves behind a legacy of love and laughter, forever remembered by her children Brian (Donna) Derouin and Glenda (Andy) Spencer, along with her treasured grandchildren: Jason (Jaymie) Derouin, Marc Derouin, Lauren (Kyle) Mosionier, Nikki (Ashton) Faulds, and Lorne Hayka. She was a proud great-grandmother to Hayden, Keaton, Sutton, Ethan, Cameron, Danica, Thatcher, Findlay, and Dalton.
Olive was a dedicated worker at both Don’s Bakery and the Kenora Safeway bakery, where she eventually retired. She was an active and longtime member of the Moose Lodge and Kenora Legion, where she formed lasting friendships and contributed to her community.
After retirement, Olive embraced life fully, spending time at her beloved camp on the Winnipeg River, enjoying trips with friends to Shooting Star and South Beach, and always seeking the thrill of a Bingo game. Even in her later years, she could be found at her kitchen table, engaged in card games with loved ones, or chatting with neighbors on her back porch. Her friendships extended well into her 90s, as she shared gardening tips, kept tabs on the neighborhood children’s schoolwork, and, of course, commented on the ever-present deer in her garden. The family would like to especially thank her neighbour Tom Kearny who always had a watchful eye over her.
The family wishes to extend heartfelt gratitude to the nurses, palliative care team, and doctors at the Lake of the Woods District Hospital, with special thanks to Dr. Bowerman, Char Melilo, and Calista for their compassionate care.
In accordance with Olive’s wishes, cremation has taken place, and there will be no memorial service. In lieu of flowers, the family kindly requests donations to a charity of one’s choice.
“God saw you getting tired, a cure not meant to be. So he put his arms around you and whispered, “come with me”. With tearful eyes we watched you and saw you face away, although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, your tender hands at rest. God took you home to prove to us he only takes the best”.