Margaret Haws  December 9, 1937 – May 23, 2017 (Age 79)

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Such an angel – a saint even!

Margaret Ann was born on December 9, 1937, the youngest of three children, to Marcella and Arthur Sixberry in Casper Wyoming. When she was 3 years old, her family moved to Bremerton, where her Dad worked in the shipyard. Summers often were spent back in Casper at her grandparent’s. The Kerr Ranch was a riding stable.

After graduating from Bremerton High School in 1955, at the age of 17, she got her first paying job in downtown Seattle at the Texaco Gas & Oil Company in the credit department. During this time, she became roommates with lifelong friends Donna, Shirley, and Ruth.

At 19 she was married, and over the next 5 years had two children, Jeff and Jennifer (Hovik), who survive her today.

She later moved to Boise Idaho, where she lived for a short time before moving to West Seattle. She had deep roots in that community for 36 years through both Holy Rosary, and many business connections.

In 1967 her brother Bob tragically passed at the age of 33. She mourned this loss greatly. A year later her brother-in-law died, which brought her older sister, Pat Stewart, to relocate in Seabeck. They had many years together until her passing.

After her divorce in 1970, she became the iconic, dedicated single mother, working hard to raise and protect her children in a time where women were underpaid and discriminated against. As a matter of fact in 1972 she put a bid on her own home under M. A. Haws. When they found out she was a divorced woman, the Bank was not going to let her have it until a loving friend at the Bank intervened. Margaret has always been an advocate for equal rights because she took the brunt of the lack of equality.

Blessings continued as soon, she was working for Olympic Pipe and Fabrication, and became the Office Manager, though, she was so much more than that. She was treated very well and retired from there.

She moved to Port Orchard, WA in 1996. A year after that her daughter, Jennifer, moved in the same development, with her family. That’s when Margaret became the grandmother we all dream off, just two blocks away, to love and adore Kate and Sami. She met them after school, and helped them become the young women they are today. Because of her, they can set a proper table, sew, clip coupons, make Valentine’s cookies, and much more.

She was an excellent cook and baker, and created picture perfect meals, and tables, for every family meal, especially for holidays. She was the original “Martha”, before there was a Martha Stewart. She decorated unbelievable cakes like Rockets, trains, lambs, and the greatest masterpiece of all… Jennifer and David’s wedding cake.

All of us in matching red tee shirts

Over the years, she did many crafts, from tole painting to sewing, but she shined at quilting. She later embraced technology with the purchase of an embroidery machine. Where well this happened – the entire family in matching red embroidered tee-shits. She knew how to make family memories.

She enjoyed her trips to Oregon, because everything from produce, art, and even the air were “just better in Oregon”. For years she was convinced that Sunset Magazine was following her travels. Everytime she went to some out of the way place in Washington or Oregon, weeks later Sunset Magazine would publish a story about that same place. One day they actually caught up with her on a story about Coupeville.

For the last 15 years she has been the #1 fan of Lyrica Ladies Choral Ensemble of Puget Sound as her daughter is a member. She frequently joined the ladies on Summer Tours. So it’s no wonder that Lyrica sang at her funeral. She will be missed by all.

At her essence, she deeply loved her family, was a person of integrity, a protector of her children despite the stigma of divorce in the 70’s, knew how to laugh, and was a woman way ahead of her time. In the final years she made sure her granddaughters heard the stories of discrimination against women so they don’t tolerate it one bit. She is a symbol of endurance and strength in their (our) lives.

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12 Responses to Margaret

  1. valerie coots says:

    I cherish my little blue scarf that she made. She worked hard to make many of us these. Margaret always had a twinkle in her eye and a loving smile. I loved that she was a great fan of Lyrica. I look forward to seeing her again

  2. Gwen Fraser says:

    I’ve been thinking so much about “Saint Margaret”. I can just hear her snicker when she admitted this was the nickname her family and friends gave her dependable, responsible dedicated approach to all she did. I was so blessed to know the snickering Margaret who, in addition to all the traits listed above there was a great sense of humor, a delightful playfulness and a wit that could crack you up.

    We shared so many thing – raising our children, social events and for many years we worked together. Margaret was a rock – a loyal friend, colleague, soul sister. No matter how much time went by between connections; it was like we had never been apart. It always ended in our laughing at the great memories we had.

    I am grateful for all we shared. God used all the good stuff when he created Saint Margaret. God’s speed sweet friend.

  3. Jennifer Hovik says:

    I love the banner picture ‘climbing Casper Mountain’. At the top is Bob Sixberry, my Mom’s brother. They were closer than close, nothing could break their confidence with each other. He died in 1967 at age 33 suddenly of a brain aneurysm. Here
    He is pulling her up the mountain. I felt a strong presence of him guiding her home in the hour of her death. I don’t remember ever seeing this photo before, and it said it all to me that they are reunited.

  4. Nichelle Bankston says:

    Dear Margaret,
    You put up one heck of a fight! I’ve always admired how you handled yourself in the tough situations life threw your way throughout the time I’ve known you. Always so graceful, with a steady smile, and an elegance I’ve seldom seen. I will always remember your kindness and sense of humor. You are loved and missed by many!



  5. Donna Leonard says:

    What a lovely, talented, classy lady! It was an honor to be friends with Marge Sixberry when we all met as small town girls hitting the city on our road to becoming “women” and later to know and love Margaret Haws, the smart, loving and funny woman. She was my hero….she could do anything. We had such fun trips together, especially when our “First Hill Gang” got together. You will be in my heart forever, dear friend.

  6. Shirley Brinker says:

    Margaret, I don’t know where to start. I remember so many good times and bad ones too.I remember sharing feelings and sharing problems.We laughed together,we cried and healed together.So one memory starts crowding other memories in a never ending string.Thank you for every one of those. You are unique, smart,loving and caring.I miss you, I love you.

  7. Kate says:

    The best thing my grandma told me when she was awake on sunday for about 4 mins was I was an Important part of her life !nd she’s right. I was. Every from elementry to highschool her and I went to Seaside Oregon just the two of us every summer. In college about once or twice a week I would come over and play cards with her in the morning and help out with stuff if needed. Sometimes I’d get lunch which is what I wanted most was her cooking. Every time I was out of school in highschool or college I’d ask her if she was doing anything that day and we would take a day trip somewhere. Almost everyday I came back to mom and would say well this is what grandma and I did today… In the summer time grandma and I used to picked peaches off trees then we included the rest of the family. In October we would all go down to Oregon for Pumkins. And at Christmas we would spend time at her house where eventually Rainier became part of our christmas tradition. There were so many ogher holidays we spent together. We also had dinners wither her every Friday where she cooked. It was our faimly time. My mom told me the other day I will miss her the most and its true I do feel that way.

  8. Shirley L. Beguhl says:

    Margaret and I first met in late 1959 when Jeff was just a baby. Our husbands both traveled and so we both held down the fort at home. They lived above us in an apartment in Boise, ID. She and I spent many evenings together after we had our kids bedded down for the night. We often made a big bowl of “Dutch Lettuce” and ate the whole bowl!! I make that recipe often and think of Margaret EVERY time.
    I grew up in a very small farming area of Eastern Oregon and the grocery ads were new to me. She taught me to shop the grocery ads. I so remember going through the grocery ads with her and making our list. She also introduced me to “Spice Islands” brand of spices. That was very first time I’d ever heard of “Spice Islands” spices.
    I will cherish those times & never forget Margaret. I love you, Shirley

  9. Patty Delaney says:

    When I first met Margaret, I thought of her as “Jennifer’s mom”. It wasn’t long before I realized that she was even more than that. She was my friend, too. How could she not be? She was warm, welcoming, funny, strong and wise. She had so much love for her family. Thank you, Jennifer, for sharing her with so many of us. My heart hurts for you and your family. Margaret, you will be missed but never forgotten.

  10. Jeff says:

    email from Martha Bishop:

    I will miss Margaret so much. She was full of kindness. She shared tender concern for me when I was struggling. I will miss her smile and her jokes. We were lucky to know her.

  11. Jeff says:

    A memory.

    Back in the mid 90’s Mom discovered Amish cooking and crafts. She was baking all sorts of Amish dishes from books. She even made an Amish doll. Amish dolls have no faces and made with white muslin cloth. It kind of creeped me out. Like something form a Twilight Zone episode. I would turn it around to face a wall or the back of the chair when I visited.

    One night we were visiting and mom made dinner, some creamy dish from an Amish cook book. She came up from behind me to place the piping hot dish on the table to my left. As I look at the dish, she turn to look at me, and she is wearing a bonnet much like her Amish doll – and a white tea towel over her face. Looking like an life sized creepy version of her doll.

    That was mom’s humor and wit and I loved her for it.

  12. Donna Leonard says:

    Margaret….A few months have passed since you left us and you are still so much in my thoughts. Today I put on a necklace/earring set and thought….”Oh….trip to Coupeville with Margaret”. In my kitchen are dishtowels…..made by Margaret. You are part of so much of my life, how I see and enjoy so many things. Thank you dear old friend. Wish I could tag along on a trip to find the perfect squash/apples/bakery/autumn color..whatever. Love you.

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