Merrimac, MA — Janet M. Smith died at her home on Wednesday, October 9, 2013, with all of her children at her side.
She was born in Haverhill on February 17, 1931, and was the youngest child of the late Allan B. MacGregor and Katharine G. MacGregor. She graduated from Haverhill High School, Class of 1948, and attended La Salle College in Newton, Mass. She was married to Milton H. Smith for a glorious 61 years. She spent her life raising their nine children. Her hobbies included gardening, decorating, tennis, golf and playing cards with her family and friends. She shared her summers at the beach cottage with her family and spent winters in Florida with her husband. She was first to the tennis court and always the last one standing. At the pool, she would spend hours watching everyone swim and splash. Her greatest love in life was her family. She will surely be missed by her entire family, but she will never be forgotten.
Ever present in all we do, Janet MacGregor Smith made an impact on you. Always a lady, so beautiful, so sweet, and one of the smartest people you ever would meet. She did all our laundry, made all our beds, combed and cut all the hair on our heads. She fed the dogs, the goats, the chickens, the cats, kept everything alive as simple as that. Folded cloth diapers at 2 a.m. and cleaned out closets and organized them. Would weed and edge, move a desk, she knew about everything and she knew best. She was always right, even when wrong, and she stood by her decision and stood by it strong. A keen sense of family, devotion and love, the love that we felt fit like a glove. All about fair and even and good, she taught us about honest and kind and what should. Forever a mother, a homemaker, a wife, she had all nine of us and made it her life. She supported our choices and looked out for our health, and always tried to even the wealth. She had lots of rules and enforced them she did, I never had a towel or a fan as a kid. She let us get muddy and sandy and gritty because she knew we’d get scrubbed by her Smitty. She made you feel special and needed and pretty, and clever and smart and ever so witty. We all were her favorite, that’s how it felt, when she said she loved you, it made you melt. She laughed hard at our jokes and praised us at tennis, and on the court she was the menace. Soft, polite, stoic, and strong she will be missed by us all, all the day long. A better mother there is not and never will be, she is the best mother ever for you and for me. From Sharon, Greg, Al, Steph and BG, from Cabot, Treasure, Tracy and of course Miltie. Thanks for all that you are and all you have given, you are the most wonderful of women, a star has been risen.