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Alistair Sims lit a candle
Sunday, April 27, 2014
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I had no idea this memory existed. Rest in peace Auntie Jean and Uncle Bertwhistle. Take care. X
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Doslin Kenyon lit a candle
Sunday, March 23, 2014
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How quickly the year went by since jean passed on. How much i miss her smile!
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Adelle, Howard, Ryan & Alyssa lit a candle
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
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You will be missed Auntie Jean. Rest in Peace.
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Charlie & Janice Sims posted a condolence
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Thinking of you all at this sad time. We have lovely memories of Aunt Jean and Uncle Bert visiting us in the 1980's.
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Catherine Sims Mercer posted a condolence
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
My Mother-in-law....so sorry for my husband,Susan and Douglas. I truly loved your Mother dearly
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Tuesday, April 2, 2013
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To Dear Auntie Jean, We wish we could have known you better, With much Love x
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SENIORS FOR SENIORS lit a candle
Monday, April 1, 2013
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OUR PRAYER ARE WITH YOU! REST IN PEACE.
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Rheonaid (Dodie), Alan, Rebecca and James lit a candle
Monday, April 1, 2013
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In loving memory of my dear Aunty Jean. May you always rest in peace knowing that you will forever remain in the hearts and minds of those who loved you.
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Seniors for Seniors posted a condolence
Monday, April 1, 2013
Dear Mercer Family, It is with sadness we extend our deepest sympathies for your loss. Jean will be in our thoughts and prayers. Peter, Barbara, Rosemary, Jeannie, Gina and Correna - SENIORS FOR SENIORS
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Anonymous posted a condolence
Sunday, March 31, 2013
When I think of my childhood, I think of my Gran-Gran. I remember riding our bikes down to the end of the block and back and making her watch how well we rode. I remember "helping" her weed her garden by picking all the dandelions while she went through her pansies, and not understanding why she wouldn't love the beautiful tiger lilies. I remember the slate stones, the composte heap, climbing and falling out of her tree. The crazy daisy and camping in the backyard and barbeques and grass stains, the rain drum and the rose garden. I remember dad sending me in for condiments and Gran Gran giving me cookies and me forgetting to come back out. I remember baths there and her cupboard with the bandaids and the iodine that she fixed me up with more than once when we ran in the side door and up the stairs whining "Gran Graaaan! It's bleeedinggg!". I remember the basement, the freezer, the beaded curtain and games of hide and seek. I remember the gingerale that hid down there that we always had. Sometimes we went to the front door and played on the porch and the green railings, hanging and jumping off, and she always told us not to. Dad trimming the hedge and washing the car and mowing the lawn and Granny in her sunhat. I remember her kitchen, the bread bin, the scissors on a spring, the letter opener, Mrs. Dash. The cushions that slid off the chairs and sitting on phone books, when I was really small. Gran Gran had a spot that no one else sat in, in front of the sink. She made us buttered rolls, and Ovaltine out of my red plastic cup, even when I was old enough not to drop it. I remember those pads of paper that we coloured on, her National Geographics, and learning lots from her books. Countint all her owls was a game, and telling the time by her bird clock. We used to watch Wheel of Fortune together, and she would put on for us Forrest Gump, South Pacific, or Voctor Borge. I napped on her couch when I was sick many times. I remember the same decorations every year, Christmas crackers, and hundreds of Christmas cards carefully attached across her wall and door. She folded her hands atop her belly, and twiddled her thumbs. And if you asked what she was doing she said "ooh, twiddlin' my thumbs." Sometimes we copied her and giggled. Sometimes she sang us Diddle Diddle Dumpling, My Son John. Then she sang it to my kids, later on. We used to ask her about her whiskers, and she would tell us when she was going to get her "feathers trimmed" and wear that headscarf tied under her chin. She had so many Scottish expressions that I thought she was calling me a wee g-e-t-t-l-e my whole life until I realized it was just "girl". Her favourite colour was periwinkle, I know because I asked. She loved ginger,baths, and soap operas. She loved family. She called my dad "son" and he called her "my". She wrote shopping lists and calendars and I heard recently that at one point she was donating to 79 different charities. When she laughed she went "ohohohoohoohoo, heh, hehhh", and her belly shook. She told stories about her Ayah sometimes or about nursing and we ate soup and rolls and drank tea together on Tuesdays after school. She kept the milk in a little pitcher and the sugar in a dish. She wore cardigans and high waisted pants and she kept kleenex in her sleeve. She always said what she meant. I think of crosswords and Scrabble and how she had all the two letter words memorized and never let me win. I think of her ubiquitous prescence at every family gathering and dinner and holiday and school performance. I know she didn't understand a word of what Deserae would yatter on to her about on the phone, but I know she listened anyways. When you called and asked what she was up to she always said, "ooh, not too much", and she never told you she had to go, even if she was in the middle of General Hospital. She always waited until you were done to hang up. I remember dancing the highland fling to her fridge button, and wearing the tea cosy on our heads. I remember when being taller than her was a victory! I remember her smiling, a lot. She had a very quiet and practical strength and great wisdom that you had to ask for to recieve because she didn't flaunt it. I think of holding her hand and trying and concentrating so hard to try to magically send her messages that night, because I didn't know what she could hear, and my life had been so busy, and I didn't think this day would come so fast, and I wanted her to know that I loved her. I loved my Gran Gran so much. I wish my kids knew her longer, and I wish they like me could one day have so many memories of her they don't know which ones to tell. It won't be the case. But I hope to tell them lots and lots of stories. I wish I had asked her more questions - I wish she didn't have to die, ever. But I am so thankful to her for my childhood, and providing me with memories. I am so thankful for what she has done for the family and for her influence. I am so thankful for my heritage and she makes me think of that. I am so thankful that every memory I have of her is happy. She was a good, good woman, and I respect that she always, always practiced what she preached, even when it sounded harsh. And so I have been very sad, but will try to take her advice on all tough things, which is to "oh, git on with it". I will try. Thank you Gran Gran. I love you very much.
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Mark Landry posted a condolence
Sunday, March 31, 2013
A dear friend to the Landry family. There are many wonderful and funny memories of the times spent with Jean and her family over freshly-baked scones and brewing tea. Her warmth and wisdom brought the Sims and Mercer families together on both sides of the Atlantic. Our hearts go out to Garry, Doug and Sue and their families. We only wish we could be there with you as you were always there for us. Mark, Leni and Kristina
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Eleanor Pyke posted a condolence
Saturday, March 30, 2013
A lovely photo of your mom who had the sweetest smile and most gentle nature. Happy memories of Byng Ave from 1960 to 2006. Cherish the good times. The Pyke family (now of Richmond Hill)
