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Jason & Paulina posted a condolence
Friday, July 24, 2020
How to summarize the feelings, thoughts and emotions that someone instilled in us, and one who meant so much to us? Especially one as influential as our grandma. Let’s put it this way, the task is impossible, but I guess I have to try.
Grandma was a lot of things to a lot of different people, she'll be remembered as a nurse, tire worker, homemaker, daughter, wife, mother, grandmother and even great grandmother to a whole family of children and grandchildren who she has influenced, encouraged and elevated. There are too many stories to share, but a few that come to mind include: listening to how grandma used to go to church in a horse and buggy out on the farm, snowbanks that were as tall as the power lines (once the power lines were installed, that is), or how she upgraded and was able to ride the trolley car downtown, to how she had to get her papers so that she could practice as a nurse, to the adventures of getting the Rebellati kids together in the summertime for some family time.
Yes, I listen to these stories with amazement and awe, how different the world must have looked over the course of her life. Living through a world with no power, cars not being accessible to the average person, to hills in every direction (I never understood how you can walk uphill to school and from school uphill again, somehow always with snow ;) to living through a world war, the great depression and the computer age. What those eyes have seen, just keeps me in amazement every time, we talk.
On a more personal note though, my grandma was a very caring figure in my life. I remember how she consoled me while I missed my parents, when I would go to the cottage without them. Or how she always remembered how much bacon I wanted on my BLT; and we can’t forget that delicious frozen vanilla yogurt. She never missed a birthday, graduation, or occasionally dropping by the house to see how we were. No matter how small the event was, I always felt that my grandparents were there.
As I aged and became a man, I gained access to my own set of wheels and was able to drop in and share a meal, see how the GG’s were doing, watch the news and offer to shovel the driveway or assist with getting them around town.
I am heartbroken that due to the current climate that we were not able to be by her side during her remaining days. However, as such a proud women, I do take solace in the thought that even in her final days, I never once heard her whinge, complain or project even though we knew she was feeling discomfort and always wanted to know how my day was going as opposed to complain about hers. In a cherished moment I am happy that I took the call about a week before her stroke and was able to talk with her one last time; while there wasn't much said, just hearing her voice will be something that sticks with me forever.
Grandma, you are on the wings of angels now, but that doesn't mean that you won't continue to guide our actions, be in our thoughts and in our hearts.
Love Jason & Paulina
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Janelle lit a candle
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
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All of my fondest memories of Grandma are from visiting her at her house. Grandma was so proud of her family and used to walk us around the house telling stories of how my mom and her sisters used to raise a ruckus in the house when they were growing up. But the best part of her story telling was her sweet voice and how she would get excited about the story and talk faster and then stop herself because "now I'm getting ahead of myself". I loved to watch out for grandma and grandpa when we left the house because they would always stick their head through the window and wave good bye, like two peas in a pod. That's how I like to remember Grandma now. She was the kindest and sweetest woman and even though she is gone I will always remember her voice. I love you grandma, you are gone but you will never be forgotten.
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Denise Popowich posted a condolence
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Dad told the story of the girl in the photographers shop window at Mom's 92nd birthday party. He and his buddies were walking on King St after work and saw this photo of a beautiful girl. They whistled and he said to them " you like her, eh? That's my girlfriend!" They didn't believe him until he pulled the same smaller photo out of his wallet.
Everybody loved my mom and so do I. Love you and miss you terribly Mom.
Denise (aka Dar-nise)
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Brenda Yastremski posted a condolence
Monday, July 20, 2020
Dear Uncle Urban - As so many fond memories flood my mind I am finding it difficult to write so I am going to send you something that was shared with me when my Dad died. I re-read it often. It’s an anonymous Irish blessing. I hope it helps.
“When we lose a loved one
Our world just falls apart
We think that we can’t carry on
With this broken heart
Everything is different now
You’re upset and you’re annoyed
Your world it seems is shattered
There’s such an awful void
There’s got to be a reason
And we have to understand
God made us and at any time
He’ll reach down for our hand
There might not be a warning
We won’t know where or when
The only thing we’re certain of
Is well meet them once again.”
“The Lord is close to the broken-hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” (Psalm 34:18)
My heartfelt sympathy to the entire family and a very special hug for you Uncle Urban, I love you dearly.
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Deborah posted a condolence
Sunday, July 19, 2020
My parents worked as a team. This was never more apparent then one of those many days as a young tween when I got uppity with my Mom. She was not happy with me and I decided that I could outsmart her by running out on the front lawn - she would never do anything in front of the neighbours!
I came back in the back door later thinking I had gotten away with it. Anyone who knows our home remembers that there is a hallway from the back door to the kitchen/living room. I looked up the hall saw my Dad standing in the living room and said something to the effect ... "Is it safe?". He nodded and I happily walked up the hall to the kitchen - where my Mom was waiting just out of sight and swooped down. I looked at my Dad and he just smiled. Let's just say I didn't get away with a thing!!!
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Bette Vettor posted a condolence
Sunday, July 19, 2020
My sentiments as well Helen, I agree totally! As Helen pointed out, I arrived a little later & being 2 yrs younger than Marg & Helen, I certainly had many mentors. Kay would be the first to agree,"I was 'a bit' of a rebel I gave her a lot of grief! When she became totally exasperated, her patience taxed to the max, she would bring on the big gun ...Urban! Rightly So! That did get my attention! Helen also mentioned always forgetting our house keys ...That was the worst feeling in the world to see the house in darkness & have to knock on the door! Urban would getup, put on his grumpy face, open the door without a word, just turn around and go back to bed.
Kay & Urban treated the three of us with love and respect, we always felt they truly cared about our wellbeing! Kay was a great cook, she kindly tried to please all of us, which wasn’t an easy feat. Even putting up with our sometimes crazy diets (maybe because she knew they wouldn’t last long.)
I will always be grateful for Kay (and Urban's) patience, kindness & respect, all the wonderful memories we shared & hold in my heart!
RIP Dear Kay!
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Ron Steffler posted a condolence
Sunday, July 19, 2020
To me it was the kindness that Aunt Kay possesses, her kind words and her smile will remain in my heart for ever. I recall when Uncle Urban wasn't quite as prompt to Kay's call and she would confont him he would look at me and kind of give me that grin and a smile and softly say, " Maybe I should go". Then as they walked away she would turn and one would see that smile on her face as to Say " Huh, got him where I want him " In my mind there was no better person and she will always be in my mind.. God bless
Ron Steffler
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Sunday, July 19, 2020
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Any body who knows us is familiar that all the daughters names start with a D.
When mom would want one of our attention, she would of course call out our name.
Often times it would sound like Dar-nise,
This is how i know that we all were in her thoughts then and i know we will be with her forever now.
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Helen McMahon posted a condolence
Saturday, July 18, 2020
I agree with you Jordon!
Kay (and Urban) always made Marg and me, and later my sister Betty, feel welcome and at home! From the moment we boarders crashed into their quiet domestic bliss at “311”, we were embraced as one of their own. Kay’s awesome cooking and Urban’ long-suffering patience (I was constantly forgetting my keys!) and their joy in our accomplishments really put the ‘heart’ into Hartwood.Reflecting back, I believe those “311” days of joy and peace, blest by their mentoring and modelling, had a great impact on my formation as a young adult. I am forever grateful. Thank you Urban and beloved Kay, RIP!
With sympathy and affection,
Helen
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Saturday, July 18, 2020
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Saturday, July 18, 2020
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Saturday, July 18, 2020
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Grandma always made us feel welcome and at home
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Friday, July 17, 2020
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