Obituaries

My Mother arrived in Canada at the age of twenty-one as a War Bride. I was intrigued by the way my mother lived as a very young woman. Considering the era she lived in, my mother was well ahead of her time. She was very independent and supported herself financially by the age of fourteen. She also became a single parent when she was nineteen, and even though she was married she had to look after herself and a baby for a year. After which time she left her family and country to join her husband in another country that she knew very little about and would be completely alone to learn and live within a whole new culture. She stuck it out and, over time, her courage and strength of conviction would see her through many life experiences that would only boggle the mind if one would know the future.Rest in Peace dear Mother, I will continue to write about your Journey through life and add to the story I have already started. I love you and miss you already. Love from your daughter Patricia (TT)

On one of her visits when I was 9 or so, Nana was a willing participant in a practical joke on my father. Ok, I'm pretty sure she instigated the whole thing. The old man was passed out on the couch and I just happened to have a paint set handy. Nana, Mum and I turned Dave into a living piece of Warholian art while he slumbered. He didn't see it coming to say the least. It was that mischievous side I remember most. She indulged this kid's taste for mischief instead of being the very prim and proper lady most expect of a Grandmother and I'm the better for it. RIP Nana.

Aunty Babs, was a lovely lady that, although I only met her a few times, was so kind to me. My dad, Ray, knew her better but she recalled a few stories about him to me while I was in Winnipeg. Rest on and have fun with the family.

I remember the first time I called her 'Mother Pruden' I don't think she was sure whether she liked it or not but she got a smile on her face and then a laugh and I started breathing again. It was a pleasure to take her around PEI and I think she enjoyed it so much because of the ocean. I shall miss her very much. Rest quiet Mother Pruden

We both will miss mum and our nightly visits on the telephone, we shared in the good times and the tough times, with prayerful hearts we seek comfort for our family.

Aunty Babs was a cheerful and happy person. Whenever Dad would take us children to visit with her and Uncle Shob she would laugh and tell us stories and have us all laughing. It is her laugh I most remember about Aunty Babs. When I was preparing to get married she lent me her pearl necklace to wear at my wedding. It is something that I will never forget. My prayers are with her family. Love Sharon