Friday, January 22, 2016

Pamela (Lindsay) Sheridan



Hiking buddy, photo by Sylvia Currie

Pam passed away peacefully January 15, 2016 with husband Casey, daughter Sarah, and son Matt at her side. She was predeceased by her sisters Lilas (Tad) Haraguchi and Anne (Bjorn) Lauridsen and is survived by her brothers Lorne (Audrey) and Graeme (Sharon) Lindsay.

Pam completed nurses training at Vancouver's St. Paul's Hospital in August 1970 and was excited to attend their 45th class reunion in September 2015. Over the years, as Pam and Casey relocated, she worked as an RN in hospitals (primarily on maternity) in Abbotsford, Calgary, Fort St. John, Penticton, and Vancouver, omitting only Toronto.

Pam always had a craft project on the go. For the last few years she enjoyed quilting, knitting and needlepoint but before that her projects also included tole painting, teddy bears, and ceramics. When not doing crafts she loved Disney movies... always a kid at heart.

She enjoyed being an aunt and a great-aunt. Living on the lake in Lac Le Jeune since 2001, she loved hiking on the surrounding trails with her friends and snowshoeing in the winter.

The family will place Pam's ashes in Abbotsford's Hazelwood Cemetery on January 29th. At 2:30 PM that day a memorial reception for friends and family will be held at the Hole-in-the-Wall, 3807 Eldridge Road, Abbotsford.

In lieu of flowers we request donations be made for chemotherapy/oncology to the Lions Gate Hospital Foundation https://www.lghfoundation.com/projects/pamela-mary-sheridan/



A personal note...
I remember one day coming home from spending an afternoon with Pam. I said to my husband “Pam is such a good friend”. I can’t remember what Pam and I did or talked about that day, but it was just one of many that I felt that way. Leisurely lunches, relaxing yoga classes, overly adventurous hikes, ginormous belly laughs (sometimes during yoga..oops!), trips to quilt shows, chinwags over the clothesline… Time with Pam was never rushed. In many ways, Pam represents what life should be like, and that’s the irony.
Sylvia xo

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