1928
Margaret
2017
Margaret Ware
July 30, 1928 — January 14, 2017
Margaret (Magge) Ellen Ware, age 88, died peacefully on January 14, 2017 with her family, immersing her in love, and singing to her, in Independence, Missouri. Magge was born on July 30, 1928, in Seattle, Washington, the daughter of Don and Ragna Parr. Magge is survived by her husband, soul mate, and love of her life, Samuel Ware, and her daughters’ Victoria German, Peggy Jones, Theresa Simiriotis, Rhonda Thompson, Laura Aunan, and many grandchildren and great grandchildren. She is with those now who preceded her to heaven, including her son, Chuck Mowery, who passed away on February 13, 2016.
Magge worked at Swedish Hospital in Seattle, Washington as the Switchboard Operator and was promoted to Communications Director before retiring in late 1970s. After retirement, both Sam and Magge Ware became School Bus Drivers in Sequim, Washington.
People would tell you that she was an avid reader and loved to knit. In the town of Sequim, Washington, where they lived for a time, Sam would shear their sheep, and Magge would cart and spin the wool. They owned their own knitting store and sold some of the wool sweaters she knitted. There wasn’t a thing she couldn’t do.
Mom was the original “Norwegian Stoic.” (We mean that in all the benevolent ways mom.) She was a woman with great determination and fervor. A zealous woman who fearlessly and continually throughout her life fought for those who could not fight for themselves. Often, Mom would speak of her Norwegian born mother, Ragna Parr, who immigrated to the United States when she was 18 and could not speak English at the time. Ragna was made fun of because of her Norwegian accent and struggled to fit in. Having learned so much from her mother, Mom would say to us, “We are all equally the same, no person is better than another.” She taught us how important it was to treat people with respect and dignity.
When we were afraid or worried, mom would tell us “I will put my golden rings around you, and ask my Guardian Angels to protect you.” Somehow, in our hearts, we always believed she had a Flight of Guardian Angels at her beckoning. Her Guardian Angels provided us with a seemingly tangible protective warmth that wrapped around our souls.
Magge looked at Sam with so much love in her eyes. Sam would smile and say, “I love you, don’t you know that?” Magge would smile in return and nod her head yes. Just one memory of so many lovely memories. Sam says she was such a beautiful woman. He still expects Magge to just walk around the corner for him. Sam promised Magge’s father, Don Parr, that he would take care of her forever. Don Parr gave a large smile to “Big Sam”, as he would call him. Sam kept his promise to Don, loved Magge and cared for her throughout their lives.
Looking up and away, imagining the alone times with “Mom.” Mom talked about how she and her mother (Grandma) Ragna Parr, would take mom on the Trolley and go shopping in the city and walk arm and arm with her. Mom and Grandma would end the day having lunch at Manning’s Cafeteria. Mom created memories for her six children too. Peggy recalls, “When I was graduating the 6th grade, I wanted to dress up and needed some pumps (My first ever). Mom took me downtown on the Trolley and we walked arm and arm through stores to buy my pumps. Then we had lunch at Manning’s Cafeteria. The Perfect Day.”
Theresa recalls the occasional trip to the dentist office. “This was an opportunity to have the precious one-to-one conversations with Mom without distractions. I was afraid and I remember her being very comforting.”
Mom’s humor, my oh my. Mom would ruin scary movies by telling jokes, or making fun of the movie, because she did not want us to be scared. Then again, she found humor in the rarest of places. Rhonda talks about one memory, when they were of walking down the street and mom slowed her walking pace way down. When Rhonda asked why, mom looked up at the sign that said “Slow Children.”
Laura (Tulip) remembers driving in a snow storm with mom, and mom said, “I’ve never seen emergency snow before.” Mom pointed at a sign that read, “Emergency Snow Route.” Mom made life fun, and through good times and bad in our lives, she taught us life with humor.
The look and touch of mom’s hands… We would delight in the design of her veins, in some way, this resonates in our minds as something very special for all of us.
Mom loved to make memories. Rhonda recalls one very special day at Alki Beach. “We were walking along and mom stopped at her favorite spot. The place her dad would take her. She took my hand and said ‘Close your eyes Rhonda. Let’s make a memory.’ We shared all the sounds, smells, visions, and feelings. The smell of salt water, the muffled sound of children laughing and dogs barking, the seagulls, waves lapping on the sand, warm sun on our faces, and holding hands with mom. To this day, I remember this moment like it was yesterday.”
Chuck also spoke fondly of times at Alki Beach with mom.
Tulip recalls mom’s “This little piggy. My toes exposed, a temptation mom could not resist. Mom reached out with her thumb and forefinger ready to wiggle toes and said, this little piggy went to the market… I love you, she softly said. I love you more than the whole world, I said back to her.”
We feel your golden rings around us. This holds a new meaning for all of us now. Sam says that Magge has not been taken from us, that she is up there looking down upon us. We believe that the Lord is holding her in his arms, only now, she is orchestrating her Flight of Guardian Angels to watch over us from above. We love you. We all miss you so.
Magge worked at Swedish Hospital in Seattle, Washington as the Switchboard Operator and was promoted to Communications Director before retiring in late 1970s. After retirement, both Sam and Magge Ware became School Bus Drivers in Sequim, Washington.
People would tell you that she was an avid reader and loved to knit. In the town of Sequim, Washington, where they lived for a time, Sam would shear their sheep, and Magge would cart and spin the wool. They owned their own knitting store and sold some of the wool sweaters she knitted. There wasn’t a thing she couldn’t do.
Mom was the original “Norwegian Stoic.” (We mean that in all the benevolent ways mom.) She was a woman with great determination and fervor. A zealous woman who fearlessly and continually throughout her life fought for those who could not fight for themselves. Often, Mom would speak of her Norwegian born mother, Ragna Parr, who immigrated to the United States when she was 18 and could not speak English at the time. Ragna was made fun of because of her Norwegian accent and struggled to fit in. Having learned so much from her mother, Mom would say to us, “We are all equally the same, no person is better than another.” She taught us how important it was to treat people with respect and dignity.
When we were afraid or worried, mom would tell us “I will put my golden rings around you, and ask my Guardian Angels to protect you.” Somehow, in our hearts, we always believed she had a Flight of Guardian Angels at her beckoning. Her Guardian Angels provided us with a seemingly tangible protective warmth that wrapped around our souls.
Magge looked at Sam with so much love in her eyes. Sam would smile and say, “I love you, don’t you know that?” Magge would smile in return and nod her head yes. Just one memory of so many lovely memories. Sam says she was such a beautiful woman. He still expects Magge to just walk around the corner for him. Sam promised Magge’s father, Don Parr, that he would take care of her forever. Don Parr gave a large smile to “Big Sam”, as he would call him. Sam kept his promise to Don, loved Magge and cared for her throughout their lives.
Looking up and away, imagining the alone times with “Mom.” Mom talked about how she and her mother (Grandma) Ragna Parr, would take mom on the Trolley and go shopping in the city and walk arm and arm with her. Mom and Grandma would end the day having lunch at Manning’s Cafeteria. Mom created memories for her six children too. Peggy recalls, “When I was graduating the 6th grade, I wanted to dress up and needed some pumps (My first ever). Mom took me downtown on the Trolley and we walked arm and arm through stores to buy my pumps. Then we had lunch at Manning’s Cafeteria. The Perfect Day.”
Theresa recalls the occasional trip to the dentist office. “This was an opportunity to have the precious one-to-one conversations with Mom without distractions. I was afraid and I remember her being very comforting.”
Mom’s humor, my oh my. Mom would ruin scary movies by telling jokes, or making fun of the movie, because she did not want us to be scared. Then again, she found humor in the rarest of places. Rhonda talks about one memory, when they were of walking down the street and mom slowed her walking pace way down. When Rhonda asked why, mom looked up at the sign that said “Slow Children.”
Laura (Tulip) remembers driving in a snow storm with mom, and mom said, “I’ve never seen emergency snow before.” Mom pointed at a sign that read, “Emergency Snow Route.” Mom made life fun, and through good times and bad in our lives, she taught us life with humor.
The look and touch of mom’s hands… We would delight in the design of her veins, in some way, this resonates in our minds as something very special for all of us.
Mom loved to make memories. Rhonda recalls one very special day at Alki Beach. “We were walking along and mom stopped at her favorite spot. The place her dad would take her. She took my hand and said ‘Close your eyes Rhonda. Let’s make a memory.’ We shared all the sounds, smells, visions, and feelings. The smell of salt water, the muffled sound of children laughing and dogs barking, the seagulls, waves lapping on the sand, warm sun on our faces, and holding hands with mom. To this day, I remember this moment like it was yesterday.”
Chuck also spoke fondly of times at Alki Beach with mom.
Tulip recalls mom’s “This little piggy. My toes exposed, a temptation mom could not resist. Mom reached out with her thumb and forefinger ready to wiggle toes and said, this little piggy went to the market… I love you, she softly said. I love you more than the whole world, I said back to her.”
We feel your golden rings around us. This holds a new meaning for all of us now. Sam says that Magge has not been taken from us, that she is up there looking down upon us. We believe that the Lord is holding her in his arms, only now, she is orchestrating her Flight of Guardian Angels to watch over us from above. We love you. We all miss you so.
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