Friday, June 10, 2016
Winnie was a sweet lady. Over 20 years ago, when she was living at Seniors' apartments across the street, she would babysit for my three daughters while I went over and did Personal care there. When I told my daughters that Winnie was coming to babysit they would cheer
'Yay Winnie!' She would bring over a few slightly burnt butter tarts too, (as she was a perfectionist in her baking and didn't want to offer them up to whom ever she promised.)Those butter tarts were still scrumptious!
I remember Winnie giving my daughters Easter cards or book marks, which was very kind of her. I also remember her cheery smile and laugh. At times she might be blue, but then you would hear that her son Ken had invited her up to Ottawa, and she was so excited to be going on a bus trip there. She also was excited when her son offered to build a home for her and him here too. Glad she had such a loving family, as seen today at her funeral. Glad that she worked with her twin sister to help with the soup kitchen the Anglican Church had.
