Jean Marsh’s story starts in the wide-open fields near Rich Valley, Alberta. Born in 1933 at the Onoway Hospital, Jean was the eldest child of Nels and Kathy Erickson—a position that meant responsibility and watching over her siblings, Mabelle, George, and Doug. They grew up on a modest farm, learning the rhythm of the seasons, the care of animals, and the importance of family ties. Those early days shaped Jean’s character. She trudged along to Goldthorpe School, then Rich Valley School, picking up not just her education but the kind of tough, practical wisdom that country kids usually have.
After school, Jean gravitated toward bigger opportunities. She packed up for Edmonton, taking on whatever work she could find. It was the kind of roll-up-your-sleeves determination that defined her—she just got things done. In 1964, she married Jack Marsh, and the two built a quiet, steady life together.
When Jack retired, the couple found their own slice of peace out on the acreage in the Meso subdivision, west of Stony Plain. For Jean, it meant a return to roots. Everyone who knew her can picture the yard lined with bright flowers, and maybe spot a miniature pony or a llama wandering nearby. Jean never did anything halfway; if she loved something, she threw her heart into it. Animals just happened to be at the top of her list. From farm creatures to household pets, she made space in her life and her home for them.
Friends and family always noticed the vibrant colors of her garden. Neighbors knew her by the flowers that spilled over her walkways every spring and summer. These painted a picture of a woman who nurtured everything she touched—whether it was a shy niece, a rescued animal, or a stubborn tomato seedling that just wouldn’t sprout.
After Jack’s passing, Jean left the acreage for Spruce Grove, and later moved into a care facility. Yet, her love for animals and plants never faded. She held onto those passions, even as age and circumstance slowed her down.
Jean’s circle was tight but devoted: her siblings—Mabelle (with husband Ron), George (with Debby), and Doug (with Carol)—plus nieces, nephews, and a spread of extended family. Everyone has their own stories of Jean’s kindness, and probably a flower pot or a shared laugh that makes them think of her.
The family wants everyone to know how grateful they are for the staff at Westview Continuing Care Centre. It meant a lot to see Jean cared for with dignity and warmth, right through her very last days.
Jean Marsh leaves behind a simple but strong legacy—one lived outdoors, close to the land, and full of animal lover energy. If you remember her, do it with a handful of wildflowers or a gentle scratch behind the ears for a pet in need. That’s what she would have wanted.
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