SOUTHWEST HARBOR – Julia G. Macpherson passed away in great peace, Sept. 29, 2009. Julia was born Nov. 25, 1920, in Fall River, Mass., and resided in Southwest Harbor seasonally for nearly 20 years before settling there year-round for the last five years, where she enjoyed the company of family, most especially her seven great-grandchildren. Julia was a passionate intellect, voracious reader, avid naturalist, gardener and watercolorist. She lived independently until her last days, able to pursue with great persistence and ceaseless curiosity all that inspired her. Julia attended Pembroke College until 1941 when she met and married her beloved husband of 58 years, James G. Macpherson. They raised their three daughters in Michigan and Illinois before living for many years in Tortola, Britigh Virgin Islands; Florida and finally Maine. Julia enjoyed extensive travels abroad, with James, into her early 70s. She was a lifelong member of The Junior League. Julia was predeceased by her husband, James G. Macpherson II; and her daughter, Pamela Monroe. She is survived by her daughters, Justine Morris and Julia Hancock; and her grandchildren, Cuyler Morris, Helen Tirone, Lisa Morris, Michelle Hancock, Julia Hancock, Scott Hancock, Jay Monroe, Chris Monroe and Jennifer Monroe. Her tenacious spirit will be deeply missed by all her family. Donations in memory of Julia may be made to Southwest Harbor Public Library, P.O. Box 157, Southwest Harbor, ME 04679. Arrangements by Jordan-Fernald, 1139 Main St., Mount Desert. The following poem resonated with Julia during the last months of her life: Cross the Bar Sunset and evening star, and one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, when I put out to sea, but such a tide as moving seems asleep, too full for sound and foam, when that which draws from out the boundless deep turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, when I embark; For tho’ from out our bourne of time and place the flood may bear me far, I hope to see my pilot face to face when I have crossed the bar. Alfred, Lord Tennyson
JULIA G. MACPHERSON
