It is with great sadness that we announce the gentle passing of Irene Foster (McSavaney) MacEachern, on January 31, 2019 at Gables Lodge in Amherst N.S., the beloved wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother.
Irene was born on December 4, 1926, in Springhill N.S. to the late Emma and Hugh McSavaney. At a young age, Irene, decided that her future would consist of caring for others in her community. Thus, she graduated from the Aberdeen School of Nursing as a Registered Nurse in 1946. In 1950, Irene agreed to share her future life with Jack MacEachern. The union of these two lasted more than 68 years and produced a wonderful family. Following many happy years in North Sydney, Irene and Jack moved to Tampa Florida. Two years later, a third transfer led them to New Hampshire where they remained until Jack's retirement in 1992. In retirement, Jack and Irene spent many wonderful summers at the cottage in Port Howe, N.S. with their loving family and friends.
Irene is survived by husband Jack, sons Bruce (Cathy), Brad (Anne) and daughters Jane and Alison, grandchildren Amanda (Paul), Angela (Darren), Justin, Patrick, Lauren and great grandson Dawson. As well as Irene's sister Helen Murray.
Besides her parents, she was predeceased by brothers Charlie, Herb, and Harry, sisters Margaret, Mary and Jean. Also her mother in law Myrtle MacEachern. Irene will be dearly missed by family, friends and those who knew her. We were blessed as she made our lives so much better.
The family would like to give a special thank you to Cheryl Smith and the team at Gables Lodge for providing such a comfortable and loving environment for Irene.
Arrangements are under the care and direction of Furlong-Jones Funeral Home, 70 Church St., Amherst,NS (902-667-8777). The family will receive visitors at the funeral home on Monday, February 4, 2019 from 12 -2 p.m. with a funeral service to follow at 2 p.m. Burial will take place in the Hillside Cemetery, Springhill in the spring.
She could feel the breeze as she skated around
On the wings of a snow white dove.
Her movements were graceful, the same as her life
That was filled with her undying love.
Now the music is over, our lives will go on
With something we all can be sure
We know in our hearts, our dear one lives on
And is waiting for us at the door.