Person:Ernest Hilson (1)

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Ernest Hilson
d.25 Dec 1970 Toronto, Ontario
m. 5 Dec 1904
  1. Isaac Merrill "Ike" Hilson1907 - 1981
  2. Ernest Hilson1908 - 1970
  3. Clarence "Boney" Hilson1910 - 1988
  4. Elsie Hilson1911 - 1991
  5. Harold Hilson1912 - 1912
  6. James Hilson1915 - 1983
  7. Dolly Marguerite Hilson1915 - 2011
  8. Gerald Gordon Hilson1918 - 1982
  9. Ella Hilson1920 - 1937
  10. Lillian Ruth Hilson1926 - 1995
  11. Helen Hilson1928 - 1928
m. 30 Jun 1933
Facts and Events
Name[1][2] Ernest Hilson
Gender Male
Birth[1][2] 8 Nov 1908 Nassagaweya Twp Halton County
Marriage 30 Jun 1933 Listowel, Perth, Ontario, Canadato Agnes Lilian "Peggy" Shearer
Other Son-in-law: John Morrow (70)
with Agnes Lilian "Peggy" Shearer
Other Son-in-law: Randolph Nesbitt (3)
with Agnes Lilian "Peggy" Shearer
Other Son-in-law: Glen Shiell (2)
with Agnes Lilian "Peggy" Shearer
Death? 25 Dec 1970 Toronto, OntarioCause: Massive stroke
Alt Death[1][2] 25 Dec 1970 Toronto On Canada
Burial[1][2] Fairview Cemetery, Listowel, ON
Reference Number? 43

_DCAUSE: Massive stroke

Some of the stories about Ernie are legendary....like why t here was no Easter Bunny. Ernie always said it was because he'd shot him. He swore th at the Easter Bunny was the same rabbit that kept eating hi s pear trees so one day, he called the local police chief t o get permission to do that rabbit in. My grandfather Ernie told me that story when I was about fi ve..about 3 weeks before Easter. I wouldn't speak to him un til after Easter Sunday. When I DID call him and tell him h e was wrong...the Easter Bunny had came last night.... he a llowed that he must've shot a different rabbit....likely na med Peter Cottontail. Ernie enjoyed fishing and always seemed to manage to mak e the opening day for trout. My birthday present from my Gr andpa was often a feed of trout either the Sunday before o r after my birthday. I NEVER missed going to church on thos e two Sundays because I knew I'd meet him and Grandma ther e. One of the highlights of Ernie's fishing career was catchin g the largest fish in a fishing derby at Wiarton.His daught er Marlene inherited the certificate and has it prominentl y displayed. Ernie loved baseball and often umpired games. Because the y didn't have a television, he would usually have a ball g ame playing on the radio. One time, Agnes( or Peg ) heard him snoring and turned th e radio off. Ernie immediately asked her why. When she sai d it was because he was sleeping, he told her what the inni ng was, who was on base and how many outs there were...He s aid he was just listening to the game with his eyes closed ...and never DID explain the snoring side effects..... Ernie often recited a poem called"Very Badly Mixed" at fami ly get togethers. According to Mom, he could only do it wh en he'd had just the right amount of alcohol....if he'd ha d too little or too much he couldn't remember it. Marlene prizes the handwritten lyrics and recited them at h er daughter Karyn's wedding as a tribute to her father. (Medical):Ernie passed away peacefully on Christmas mornin g after suffering a massive stroke Christmas Eve day.

Some of the stories about Ernie are legendary....like why there was no Easter Bunny. Ernie always said it was because he'd shot him. He swore that the Easter Bunny was the same rabbit that kept eating his pear trees so one day, he called the local police chief to get permission to do that rabbit in. My grandfather Ernie told me that story when I was about five..about 3 weeks before Easter. I wouldn't speak to him until after Easter Sunday. When I DID call him and tell him he was wrong...the Easter Bunny had came last night.... he allowed that he must've shot a different rabbit....likely named Peter Cottontail. Ernie enjoyed fishing and always seemed to manage to make the opening day for trout. My birthday present from my Grandpa was often a feed of trout either the Sunday before or after my birthday. I NEVER missed going to church on those two Sundays because I knew I'd meet him and Grandma there. One of the highlights of Ernie's fishing career was catching the largest fish in a fishing derby at Wiarton.His daughter Marlene inherited the certificate and has it prominently displayed. Ernie loved baseball and often umpired games. Because they didn't have a television, he would usually have a ball game playing on the radio. One time, Agnes( or Peg ) heard him snoring and turned the radio off. Ernie immediately asked her why. When she said it was because he was sleeping, he told her what the inning was, who was on base and how many outs there were...He said he was just listening to the game with his eyes closed...and never DID explain the snoring side effects..... Ernie often recited a poem called"Very Badly Mixed" at family get togethers. According to Mom, he could only do it when he'd had just the right amount of alcohol....if he'd had too little or too much he couldn't remember it. Marlene prizes the handwritten lyrics and recited them at her daughter Karyn's wedding as a tribute to her father.

References
  1. 1.0 1.1 1.2 1.3 Ada Jane Shearer and The Shearer Historians. Shearer Family History. (Created in Elma Township in 1938 and maintained by Shearer Reunion Historians. Information was reported by knowledgeable family members and was well maintained in the early years.).
  2. 2.0 2.1 2.2 2.3 Isa Cleland. Information that Isa researched on the Shearers. (This information was gathered by Isa until her death in 1999. Most is copied from the Shearer Family Tree.).