MargieForLife Endowment Fund
| Total Number of Gifts: 103 | |
| Total Value of Gifts: $43,355.00 |
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Recent Donors
Elizabeth and John Badali
Doug and Dee McKenzie
Sean & Michelle
Candace Meyer
Bev Josling
Ms. Allison McKenzie
Sean Kidd
Penny Nightingale & Brad Josling
Candace Meyer
Dave & Anne Nightingale
Recent Donors
Margaret McKenzie Josling
August 11, 1942 - June 6, 2006
Margie was our Mum, partner, and is our best friend. The MargieForLife Endowment Fund recognizes the leadership Margie exhibited in her passion for life. Margie fought a courageous battle of cancer for 5 months. She is resting at Capilano View cemetery, in West Vancouver, British Columbia.
Our family believes we can and must end cancer. Margie and our family dream that one day everyone will love and live without the fear of cancer. The Mission for the MargieForLife Fund is financial support for global research and prevention projects to end cancer.
Margie's Foundation supports Pancreatic Cancer research. Income from this Endowment will support BC Cancer Foundation pancreatic research each year forever.
May we suggest you take a look at The Last Lecture, http://www.thelastlecture.com/pancreas.html by Randy Pausch. It is a courageous story about pancreatic cancer. Randy and his family have raised over $50M for Pancreatic Cancer research.
Margie's courage that she exhibited during her life and her illness will continue forever. Her deep compassion of always thinking of others lives on within our Foundation, and is captured in the poem below from St. Paul's Cathedral.
Thank you for helping to end cancer.
The Josling and McKenzie Families
Canon of St. Paul's Cathedral, England
Poem by, Henry Scott-Holland 1847-1918
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used to. Put no difference in your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at little jokes together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolutely unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you. For an interval. Somewhere very near. Just around the corner.
All is well.