Obituary of George Woodall

I’m home. It took surviving a Great War to find my true love.  It took a single dance to know that my life would never be the same.  It took converting my faith to marry the love of my life (July 31, 1948).  It took crossing an ocean to find a new life (1958).  It took faith and perseverance to start anew in this country. 

It took having six children – Susan (Dan White dec.), Paul (Maureen), Gillian (Mike) Joyce, Mark (Marie), Gregory, Philip (Richardine) -  to begin three generations of family, 20 grandchildren, Sean White, Nicole Jones, Leah White, Patrick White, Corey Woodall, Adam Woodall, Kristina Joyce, Samantha Bender, Tyson Joyce, Spencer Joyce, Timothy Joyce, Tiffany Clarke, Matthew Woodall, James Woodall, Tammy Lapointe, Chelsea Laird, Andrew Woodall, Mary Beth Woodall, Virginia Woodall, Stuart Woodall, 25 great-grandchildren, Abby White, Nolan White, Daniel Meens, Angelina Meens, Ellie White, Hattie White, Hunter Woodall, Harrison Woodall, Riley Hebbes, Jackson Hebbes, Lili Devine, Malachai Devine, McKenna Bender, Easton Bender, Reid Bender, Adelaide Joyce, Roderick Joyce, Carter Woodall, Mya Woodall, Leah Woodall, Aubrey Woodall, Keenan Woodall, Lyla LaPointe, Vera Laird, Sawyer Yeck.  It took death to be reunited with the one my soul mourns (Saturday, December 7, 2019). 

To those who have fallen in love with my writing, this is my last entry – for I have found my way home.  My Agnes has long awaited my arrival and I had never let one moment on Earth pass without thinking of her.  Our memory lives on in the hearts of the family we created – a family that truly knows love.  Our love story is timeless, and will be told from one generation to the next.  The words I leave behind are words stolen from a single song.  A song I not only danced to with my Agnes, but that I used when I taught my grand daughters to waltz, foxtrot, and jive.  It’s a song played at nearly every wedding – in memory of us. …and never have truer words been uttered: “I’ll be loving you, always.  With a love that’s true, always.  Days may not be fair, always.  That’s when I’ll be there, always.  Not for just an hour.  Not for just a day.  Not for just a year, but ALWAYS.” 

Friends and relatives may visit at the Hinnegan-Peseski Funeral Home, 156 William St. S., Chatham (519-352-5120) on Monday, December 9, 2019 from 2 – 4 and 7 – 9 pm, where Vigil Prayers will be offered at 3 pm. 

A Funeral Mass will be celebrated on Tuesday, December 10, 2019 at 11 am in St. Ursula’s Church. 

Interment will be in St. Anthony’s Cemetery. 

Donations to the Parkinsons Foundation, Chatham Kent Hospice Foundation or Riverview Gardens would be appreciated by the family.