Elva Proctor
Elva (Sawyer) Proctor died Sept. 23, after a brief illness. She was 97. Born in Boston she lived in Dorchester until the age of 4 when her family moved to Milton.
Elva was a graduate of Milton High School Class of 1933 and Mass General Nursing School , Class of 1937. Her nursing career led her to become Director of Nursing Services at the Boston Home, in Dorchester.
She was a 60 year member of the First Congregational Church of Milton and a member of its Diaconate. She was a member of the Canton, Quincy, Braintree, Weymouth and Milton Art Associations. She worked in water colors. She served a board member of the Milton Council on aging and was an member of the VNA Advisory Committee.
Elva was the beloved wife of the late Gordon W. Proctor. Devoted mother of Richard W. Proctor and his wife Donna of Weymouth and Jane O. Proctor of Medford. Sister of Phyllis M. Sawyer of Milton and the late G. Graham Sawyer. A Celebration of her Life will be held in the First Congregational Church, 495 Canton Ave., Milton, Sat. June 28 at 2 o’clock. Interment Private. If desired contributions in her memory may be sent to the First Congregational Church. Arrangements by the Dolan & Chapman Funeral Home of Milton.
Guestbook Entries
Dearest Milt When You’re Game If you can smile when your heart is sad and make the world believe you’re glad,If you can laugh when all goes wrong,If you can hide each fanillg tear, dispel some other’s gloom with cheer,In success or failure be the same, then you’ve the right to say You’re Game.If fate decrees that we shall parft from those you love with all your heart,If, when you say the last goodbye , you hide that tear within your eye, and wish them luck all down life’s way, forget the happy yesterday and at that parting, smile the same, then you’ve the right to say You’re Game.If you can say that you’ve done right, if you’ve fought fair throughout the fight,If you take the bitter with the sweet, and don’t complain if you get beat,If you don’t brag when you have won, but praise your foe for what’s he’s done,If sun or rain find you the same, then you’ve the right to say You’re Game.If, when at last you come to die, you look the whole world in the eye, and say, I haven’t one regret, I’ve done my best to pay each bet, I know that I’ve been on the square, I’ve treated everybody fair, I only leave an honest name , the world will know that You Were Game.Milton, you are our hero and we will always love you and miss your wonderful smile and great sense of humour. You were Always Game.Love Matt and Donna