Elaine D. Moseson

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Elaine D. (Olson) Moseson, 92, of Danvers, died Sunday, October 13, 2019 at Beverly Hospital. She was the wife of the late Roger M. Moseson. Born in Minot, ND on July 26, 1927, she was the daughter of the late Otto and Julia (Dutter) Olson. She was raised and educated in the Minot area and was a graduate with honors of Minot Model High School. She later furthered her education with an associate degree from Endicott College. Elaine and her late husband resided in both Richfield, MN and Rochester, NY before settling in Danvers in 1976. Elaine was a Christian Scientist who attended services in Ipswich and Newburyport. An accomplished weaver and artist, she was a member of the Lexington Arts and Crafts Society and the Stoneham Crafts Society. She leaves two children, Marshall Moseson and his wife Diann and Virginia Moseson and her partner Martha Fahrer, a sister, Phyllis Truman of Minneapolis, several nieces and nephews, and many dear friends. She was predeceased by her brother, Herbert Olson, her sister, Judith Olson, and her half-brothers, Harold, Ernest, and Charles Olson. Funeral Services will be private, with committal at Wheatland Cemetery in Wheatland, ND. In lieu of flowers, donations in Elaine’s name may be made to North Shore Elder Services, 300 Rosewood Dr #200, Danvers, MA 01923.

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  1. I will miss my visits with Elaine, hearing of her childhood in North Dakota. A bright spot in our neighborhood has been dimmed, she will be greatly missed by our family. Prayers & blessings, With love & affection, Kathie, Bob & Bobby W

  2. She always leaned to watch for us,
    Anxious if we were late,
    In winter by the window,
    In summer by the gate,
    And tho’ we mocked her tenderly,
    Who had such foolish fears,
    The long way home would seem more safe
    Because she waited there.
    Her thoughts were all so full of us;
    She never could forget;
    And so I think that where she is
    She must be watching yet.
    Waiting till we come home to her,
    Anxious if we are late –
    Watching from Heaven’s window –
    Leaning from Heaven’s gate.

    Margaret Widdemer

    From your loving son
    Marshall


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