Nanna’s eulogy

Hi all. Below I have pasted my Nanna’s eulogy, pretty much as read out by me at her funeral at St Mary’s church, Young, on Tuesday. 


Maisie Lowe was born at Lowe’s Crossing Murringo on 18th March 1917, was the tenth child of 12 born to Joseph and Rose Ann, having 6 brothers and 5 sisters. Jean and Eric survive her.  Maisie went to school there as well as having several years of correspondence schooling whilst the family lived at Condobolin, and finished school at Maimuru at around age 15. Maisie apparently worked as a domestic help earning about 10 shillings per week whilst enjoying dancing and sporting events in her spare time. 

Maisie married George Goodman at Young on February 20th 1937.  Six children were born to Maisie and George – Ron, Laurie, Peter, Jenny, John and Tony.   Work was very short, so the family moved to Wyalong, Condobolin and Temora in the early years and finally returned to Maimuru and Young where they remained. 

40 Campbell Street

has been the family home since 1951.   Maisie also worked for many years at the

High School and the Primary School across the road, where we can always remember helping her with the cleaning there.

Over the 30 years that we attended school in Young Mum spent countless hours working to assist with fundraising. She was a team leader for the tuck shop for some 20 years and organized the canteens for numerous school sports carnivals. Cooking and craft for the Church Bazaars in the Southern Cross Hall and the big day out at Tipperary were also things she was very involved in.  Many a weekend was devoted to catering for weddings and other functions too.  Tony still has memories of carrying a huge bunch of flowers each week to deliver to Miss Watt at the Christian Brothers Monastery where many volunteer hours were spent. 

The garden at

40 Campbell Street

was a huge part of Maisie’s life for over 50 years and provided her with much pleasure.  Things had to be planted at the right time, sweet peas on St Patrick’s Day was a must.  In recent years she spent much time propagating plants and cuttings of all sorts,  most of which were to be given away or found their way to the trading table on special bowls days. 

Mum took up lawn bowls in 1975 and spent many happy times bowling, she was fiercely competitive on the green and was particularly proud of her two club singles championships among many others. Mum served the Young Women’s Bowling Club in a number of roles and served 3 years as president in the mid 1990s.  She was honoured with life membership in 2002 and both she and Dad were very proud of that.  The women’s Cherry Festival tournament is on today and many of Maisie’s propagated plants were on the trading table, as she would have wished.  Unfortunately some of the bowlers are playing today but will join us later at refreshments. 

In 2004 Tony took Maisie to the Gold Coast where she enjoyed 3 days of international bowls at the Tweed Heads Club.  She even appeared on the TV coverage and provided a commentary for those around her as play progressed; she also made sure everyone at home knew she was to be on the coverage in the following weeks! During this trip she enjoyed great excitement in winning a jackpot on the pokies. 




Maisie was well known for her cooking too, her apple pies, peanut biscuits and jams were always freely offered and gladly accepted by many. There are also many who have received a cake for Christmas as well.    The apricot jam always had to be finished on Boxing Day in time for the cricket test in
Melbourne to start.

Maisie enjoyed a flutter on the pokies and was always trying to get the five things to line up.  They rarely did so but she had her bit of fun.   She reminded Tony not to forget to put her in the cup sweeps last week, well he did and she bloody well won.  Tony intends to invest these winnings in an appropriate manner at some time. 


Maisie was always concerned for others rather than her self.  One was never sure what she liked but we knew what she didn’t like.  

Nana was a very loyal person, very strong willed and most of all determined and fiercely independent – She lived for those she loved and they will always love and remember her. She will be sadly missed.As many of you know my father, Ron, was not able to be here today because he is in South America. He has sent along some words for me to say on his behalf, although I’m sure there are quite a few others here who would share the same sentiments.

I am far away  –but I am with you.

My thoughts are with you all at this time, and hope that you will accept my words for my presence.

In recent times I have spoken to Mum on a regular basis ..I cannot any more.

         I will miss that.

Mum loved her bowls .. either playing or watching, We often talked about bowls

         I will miss that.

I cannot remember a year, and there have been many, that I did not receive a card from Mum for my birthday.

         I will miss that.

I cannot recall a time I visited Mum at Young that there was not a pot of curried mince waiting for me.

         I will miss that.

There was always a huge corned silverside waiting to be sliced for a sandwich, and Mum kept a jar of Hot English Mustard for me.

         I will miss that.

and those jars of jam, and pickles, and relish  —

and apple pies, and peanut biscuits  —

          I will miss that.

We only get one Mother  —  and we only get her once..

I loved you Mum ..  and you loved us..

                                I WILL MISS THAT ..


5 thoughts on “Nanna’s eulogy

  1. You read this beautifully at the funeral, Jim. I was proud of all the grandchildren who took part in the funeral and I know that Nanna would have been pleased.

    All the framed family photos (known as “the rogue’s gallery”) in her house showed how much she thought about her siblings, children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

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