Kitty Stewart (Katharine Emily Good)

Obituary

Passed on

With her family surrounding her in love, Kitty passed away peacefully on April 15, 2026, at the age of 91.

Kitty’s legacy of love, laughter, and zest for life will live on through her children, Walter (Donna), Tricia (Barry Lamm), and Raymond (Shelley). The ones who truly put the sparkle in her eyes were her grandchildren, Morgan (Brett), Mackenzie, Jordan, Jessie (Phil), Erin (Jordan), Bailey (Nathan), and her great-grandchildren, Conway and Clarke.

Mum’s family was always her pride and joy, and she cherished every moment spent with us. She was a pillar of strength and a shining example of kindness, compassion, and generosity. We will deeply miss her presence, but take comfort in knowing her memory will continue to inspire and guide us.

Kitty was blessed to be part of the large and loving Good and Stewart families. She is survived by her youngest sister Gloria Ackland; sisters-in-law Sylvia Good, Marilyn, Mary and Darlene Stewart; as well as many nieces, nephews, and dear friends.

She was predeceased by her beloved husband Glenn; parents John and Evelyn Good, Lionel (Eleanor), Don, Sam (Beryl), Jack (Pat), Enid (Reg) Coburn, Mary Ann (Ron) Pull and Jim Ackland; Walter and Ethel Stewart, Alex (Joyce), Murray (Ruby), Ken, Keith, Lloyd, and Doreen (Bob) Appleyard.

Kitty was born on May 10, 1934, the eldest daughter of John and Evelyn Good, and grew up on the family farm in Balmoral. She carried fond memories of school in Balmoral and Stonewall, playing ball, cooking meals, and helping her parents raise her siblings. It was here she developed the strong family values and sense of community that defined her life.

As a teenager, Kitty was smitten with the neighbour boy and family friend, Glenn Stewart. Many school days ended with a rush to the bus so she could claim the first seat behind the driver—Glenn. Their love story began when she was 17, and they were married on October 8, 1955. Together they built a life in Balmoral, Lilyfield, and eventually Argyle, where they purchased their farm and raised their family.

Mum and Dad cherished family time, and their home was always full—whether for coffee after church or a big meal with the Good and Stewart clans. While running the Shell business and farming, they still found time for small adventures—crop-checking drives, spontaneous day trips, and the occasional two-night hotel getaway.

No one ever left their home hungry. During seeding and harvest, Mum laid out full spreads on the truck tailgate, and her motto was clear: “You’re not going home hungry on my watch.”

Kitty and Glenn also shared a love of antique cars. Their black Cadillacs with fins and her beloved red-and-white 1956 DeSoto were often seen in parades or out for a Sunday drive.

Mum had a flair for being impeccably dressed in coordinated outfits and shoes. Dad especially loved her in red and made it a tradition to gift her a new dress or pantsuit in that colour every birthday and Christmas. Her hair was always perfectly curled, and she wouldn’t leave the house without her eyebrows carefully pencilled and her signature red lipstick—something she had perfected applying flawlessly without even glancing in a mirror.

Mum was the ultimate multitasker—cheering us on at sports, teaching us to cook, garden, farm, and even drive (though her heavy foot made that last one a bit of an adventure). She proudly saved every issue of the Stonewall Argus from the age of 17.

She was a true jack-of-all-trades and fearless DIYer. With her “can-do” attitude, she could tackle anything. We often joked she could be a doctor, lawyer, hairdresser, weather announcer, and plumber—all in one day. Her plumbing skills were legendary, including the time she and her dad “fixed” the pipes so well the toilet flushed with hot water. As the family’s self-taught hairdresser, many of us sported “Kitty bangs” or slightly crooked trims at one time or another. Mum always seemed to know when an Alberta Clipper was coming or exactly what remedy was needed for whatever ailed you, usually her favourite Doctor Fowler’s Wild Strawberry would do the trick.

Her baking was unmatched and widely celebrated. Her peanut butter marshmallow squares were famous, along with her Rice Krispie squares, New York and lemon slices, pies, tarts, and layered cakes. The freezer was always full, carefully labeled “do not touch” for special occasions—though we often snuck them anyway, frozen or not.

We were always ready to smile for a photo whenever Mum was around. Endless photo sessions tested our patience at the time, but today those pictures are priceless gifts—memories we will treasure forever.

Mum was an avid curler and a proud life member of the Argyle Curling Club. She loved time spent with her sisters, friends, and fellow curlers at bonspiels and as part of the “Pondhoppers” at world curling events.

Mum’s faith was an important part of her life. She was a devoted member of Argyle United Church, All Saints Victoria and Stonewall Anglican Church. Bible study and church life brought her comfort, purpose, and lasting friendships.

Kitty’s energy was boundless. She gave 110% to everything she did, with a work ethic like no other. Her most important roles were Wife, Mum, and Nanna, but she also worked as a switchboard operator, helped run the farm and Shell business, served as a healthcare aide at Rosewood, worked in home care, and babysat for many. She loved helping the elderly so much she didn’t retire from home care until age 72. Mum volunteered into her mid-80s—coaching baseball, organizing bonspiels, helping with fall suppers, church teas, and community events, and always lending a hand wherever needed.

Kitty loved to dress up and was a crowd favourite as Dolly Parton at bonspiel banquets. She adored country music, especially Charlie Pride, and could often be heard playing piano and singing favourites like If Teardrops Were Pennies, How Far Is Heaven, Coat of Many Colours, and Kiss an Angel Good Morning.

Her life changed forever when she lost her soulmate Glenn in 1988. At just 53, she carried on with strength, independence, and determination, devoting herself to her children and supporting them in all their endeavours. She moved to Stonewall in 1991 and embraced new adventures—traveling to visit with family, to curling events across Canada, the U.S., and overseas, as well as trips to Hawaii, Branson, Las Vegas, and Halifax. Still, her happiest place was always at home tending to her yard and garden.

She also found joy in music with the Quarry Choristers, where she formed lasting friendships and enjoyed many performances and trips.

Nanna was rarely seen without a car full of grandchildren, heading out for adventures or sleepovers. She loved singing, playing, and proudly cheering them on. She spoke often of their Papa Glenn and kept his memory alive for them. She never missed a game, recital, or festival if she could help it. In her later years, the arrival of her great-grandchildren brought her even more joy, her bright smile and happiness showed us how deeply she cherished them.

In 2022, Mum became a resident at Rosewood Lodge, where she was surrounded by familiar faces. It felt like “old home week,” especially with her sister Mary Ann by her side—their antics kept staff on their toes. We are deeply grateful to the staff for the compassionate care they provided, helping Mum navigate her long goodbye with dementia with such dignity and grace. We also thank family and friends for their visits, and Ken Loehmer for his kindness and support.

In her 91 years, Kitty touched countless lives. We will always remember her spicy spirit, sense of humor, boundless energy, welcoming nature, generosity, and unwavering love.

In keeping with Mum’s wishes, a private family Celebration of Life will be held. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Rosewood Lodge Recreation Program or the Alzheimer Society of Manitoba.

We begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived—and that your life gave us memories too beautiful to forget.

In Mum’s words—it’s not goodbye, it’s “See you later.”

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