Thursday, December 16, 2010
Bill and family,
I am so sorry for your huge loss. When in St. Catharines, I still look over at your Mom's house and think of her. I remember the times that she let Lisa and I come over and practice our swimming in her pool. I also remember the times when I would go over to her house, when I was younger, after school if Mom or Dad were not going to be home. Sometimes, I would hear her call "Kelly" if I had arrived home first. Every time I went into her house, it always smelled of something really good baking. Her little tarts were very good. When she moved out of her house, I felt that the neighbourhood had changed forever; another familiar piece of my childhood was gone. She was always a gentle lady who always wanted to know how you were doing. I can still hear her laugh. She will be missed by all the neighbours.
