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Mark Evans posted a condolence
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
I know I haven't been much of a cousin (I'm not that great a son, brother or uncle either), but I did admire your Mom and Dad and think of the often. I still have an Alaska book and some little Alaska nick-nacks Aunt Maggie sent us over the years. You must miss her.
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Karen Lentfer posted a condolence
Friday, July 10, 2009
I am visiting with my parents in Homer and just read Maggie's obituary. I remember one of the three dolls that my brother and sister and I played with when we were children. The doll's name was MaggieEvans and we played with her growing up in Anchorage and Barrow. Mom said she was a pass-along doll from your family to ours. I always enjoyed visiting with your folks when we would stop in Olympia to see Lucile.
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Linda Leask posted a condolence
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
I was lucky enough to work with your wonderful mother Maggie at Alaska Magazine in 1973 and 1974. She was an excellent and experienced editor. I was just out of college and knew nothing about Alaska (or about much of anything else). She taught me a lot about editing, but what I remember most is her kindness and her love for her four children, whom she spoke about daily. I came to know each of you and your exploits. She also talked about adventures with your dad. She was someday going to write a book to be titled "Tales of a Terrified Wife." If she did in fact write that book, I'd love to get a copy. Please accept my condolences on your loss of such a terrific mother.
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Laurie Ford posted a condolence
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
To Maggie's family and friends. I met Maggie through her son, Eric (I've been thinking about you Eric!) when I made a trip to Seattle with my young son 17 years ago. Her and Charles were kind enough to include us in their visit with Eric and Lorraine and I enjoyed my time with them and was delighted we were invited to join them. Since that time I received their Christmas letters and looked forward to hearing about their adventures and how the family was doing. I know her passing will leave a void, much like Charles did, but the love she had for all of you will help to fill that aching space in your hearts.
All my best to you. Laurie and Kellan
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Robin Beebee posted a condolence
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Dear Eric, Paul, Mary, and Richard,
Thank you for sending the letter about Maggie. Our family (my parents, brother, and my husband, Dean) were all together at my parent's house celebrating my mom's birthday when we got the news. It was very sad for all of us, but nice to spend the evening talking about Maggie and reading over Charles's (we always called him Chuck) “Travels with a P-40” again.
I was an infant when our parents became friends, and Chuck apparently endured multiple backcountry trips in which I was an unambulatory participant. When I was in graduate school and he was working on his memoirs, he sent me an essay about skiing up on Turnagin Pass with my parents while I was stuffed in my dad's pack – the best description I have of what my life was like at 8 months. My own memories of them began at their house on the Hillside, where we would gather for holiday dinners. The flaming pudding experiment is most readily recalled, along with the eskimo yo-yos and giant whale baleen, and ever-benevolent Muffin. My parents called Chuck and Maggie our Alaskan grandparents, which is really how we thought of them, as well. It didn't seen strange at all, when we were 12 and 13, to be sent off to stay with them (and grey-muzzled Muffin) on Lummi Island for some time during the great Anchorage exodus of the mid-80's, while my parents searched for jobs and housing in the lower 48. We were extremely impressed at the time with Maggie's facility with personal computers – she had a computer room set up in the guest house, and had been writing her letters on it for a while. It makes complete sense now, knowing her background as an editor, why she would embrace word processing software so readily. Adrian and I were content to have familiar faces around during that transition, and also to pick and eat massive volumes of balckberries from the Evans estate. I can't imagine what they thought about going to pick up a couple of pre-teens from the Bellingham airport to house and feed for what must have been two weeks!
Although I didn't see much of them in the last 20 years, I eagerly read their letters to my parents, and followed your lives as reported in the Christmas letter. I was proud to introduce them to Dean when we were driving up the west coast one summer, about to embark on our life together. We camped out for a night in their Panorama place, and it seemed that they hadn't changed in the least since my first memories of them. As we ate giant bowls of ice cream, I told them that my parents were planning to climb Pioneer Peak that weekend, and Chuck made a mournful grunt, which Maggie interpreted for us as “Charles wants to climb Pioneer Peak this weekend, too.”
We were living in Sitka and I was working for the Forest Service when my mom called to tell me that Chuck was in the hospital and not likely to recover. It was a rare, sunny Southeast Alaska day, and I took the afternoon off to hike along the beach and remember our friend, and think about how alike our families were in their love of Alaska and the mountains and ocean, and how glad I was that I had a job flying around the Tongass looking at landslides and rivers. When we moved back up here to Anchorage and I began working for an environmental and engineering consulting firm, I found Chuck's name as an author of some of Anchorage's environmental planning documents from the 1970's. So much great work was done then to provide a vision for Anchorage's growth and maintain the green spaces and quality of life. The struggle to implement that vision continues, of course. Sometimes I think this state is a little nuts. On the other hand, it is home, and I feel more connected when I find evidence of your parents' work around me. Not that I remember them as working people. I remember them as friends – I remember their voices and smiles, how warm-hearted they both were, and I have never met anyone like them.
Take Care,
Robin
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Sal Cuccarese posted a condolence
Friday, June 5, 2009
Dear folks:
First, I want to thank you for remembering me in your time of sorrow. I knew your parents well and related to them in very special ways--they were mentors in the truest sense and will both be with me for the rest of my days.
When I think of Maggie I always first return to her story of moving to Alaska following her marriage in the middle of winter. She loved relating how in innocence she bundled up the two boys and sent them out to play in minus 20 weather, assuming that all children were sent out to play in such conditions in Alaska. She always marveled that they did not freeze to death. I loved that story, and the delight she had in telling it.
Please accept my heart felt condolences at your loss of this very special person.
Sal.
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Rachel Tanner posted a condolence
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Maggie-I hate to see you leave us but I know you are just where you should be. I will miss being in touch with you and recalling the happy times we spent together on Lummi Island. You have a wonderful family.
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Cathy Law posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Maggie- I hope you are rejoicing to be with Charles again. Thank you for all of your lessons of courage, stamina and responsibility. You were a mentor to many.
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