RIP Grandma.
I know you're happy you're with grandpa now.
I will never forget you.
I love you.
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Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts
Sunday, August 28, 2011
I had taped the funeral for Jack Layton from yesterday and just watched it now. I don't know how his wife kept so calm and composed but kudos to her for giving everyone else support. Even I cried a lot just watching the service on TV.
I'm glad he wanted his funeral to be a celebration of life, not of mourning and sorrow. If only he could see how he brought so many Canadians together.
Transcript of eulogies from the Toronto Star
RIP Jack. See you on the other side.
I'm glad he wanted his funeral to be a celebration of life, not of mourning and sorrow. If only he could see how he brought so many Canadians together.
Transcript of eulogies from the Toronto Star
RIP Jack. See you on the other side.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
RIP Jack Layton .. you will be missed dearly by Canadians.
Read his letter to Canadians here
"Love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we’ll change the world."
- Jack Layton
My condolences to Olivia Chow and the Layton family.
Read his letter to Canadians here
"Love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we’ll change the world."
- Jack Layton
My condolences to Olivia Chow and the Layton family.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
I was donating to Steve's annual Becel Ride for Heart event, and for some reason my old high school shop and computer science teacher came to mind. I had found out only after some years that he had passed away and I was very saddened by it. If I knew of his passing I would have attended the funeral services.
He had a knack for making sure people didn't fuck around with him. He'd yell a lot, call idiots in the class obscene body parts but still making it legal. My first encounter with him was in Grade 9 shop class. I was only 1 of 3 girls in that class. He made sure we were well looked after and always answered our questions first. Sexist? You betcha. But he was one of my favourite teachers. I ended up with the only 90 in that class and I was ecstatic (I DID earn it tho .. those drawings were hard).
I had him again for Grade 10 Computers. Granted his teaching ways weren't always the best, but if you asked, he always told you what you needed to do to get high marks. And that I did. Only a handful of us asked what we needed to do for the 10 page essay. He said just write about ANYTHING. Pictures are good too. So we did that, and 100% we got.
I remember he always smelled of coffee. He'd always be sipping some from his mug. He told me why the ink on the papers I submitted had lines running through them. He told me the difference between good and crappy pencil lead. He's also the one who said I should scream like a crazy maniac instead of keeping quiet should I ever saw my finger off in shop.
3 teachers in class have ever made me blush real hard, and he was one of them.
RIP Mr. Silzer .. you will always be remembered.
His obituary.
He had a knack for making sure people didn't fuck around with him. He'd yell a lot, call idiots in the class obscene body parts but still making it legal. My first encounter with him was in Grade 9 shop class. I was only 1 of 3 girls in that class. He made sure we were well looked after and always answered our questions first. Sexist? You betcha. But he was one of my favourite teachers. I ended up with the only 90 in that class and I was ecstatic (I DID earn it tho .. those drawings were hard).
I had him again for Grade 10 Computers. Granted his teaching ways weren't always the best, but if you asked, he always told you what you needed to do to get high marks. And that I did. Only a handful of us asked what we needed to do for the 10 page essay. He said just write about ANYTHING. Pictures are good too. So we did that, and 100% we got.
I remember he always smelled of coffee. He'd always be sipping some from his mug. He told me why the ink on the papers I submitted had lines running through them. He told me the difference between good and crappy pencil lead. He's also the one who said I should scream like a crazy maniac instead of keeping quiet should I ever saw my finger off in shop.
3 teachers in class have ever made me blush real hard, and he was one of them.
RIP Mr. Silzer .. you will always be remembered.
His obituary.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
reflection
Over the weekend I found out that someone I knew in high school had passed away. Jon was a passenger of car that crashed in the early hours of the morning from what police say are an alcohol related accident. From what I can piece together from the newspaper articles, he died in hospital a few days after the accident.
Sometimes I read the newspaper online at work during breaks. I always click on articles that say 'accidents' and at the end of each article I have a tendency to shake my head and think 'aiya this is terrible'. Early last week I read about a crash that happened around town but names were never released so I didn't think much of it. This morning when I logged into FB a link caught my attention - it was a page regarding Jon's funeral. I clicked on it and read the details with mute silence. There was an attached e-newspaper link. It was from a different newspaper but the news was the same.
I met Jon in high school on the badminton team. He was this fun guy who loved to play and never ran out of energy. After I graduated I never kept in touch with him - he was just one of those people you meet who come and go in your life. We ended up finding each other on FB a few years later. I didn't know Jon very well but for what I do know of him, he was this exuberant young guy whose life had ended far too soon.
Jon T, Rest In Peace.
Sometimes I read the newspaper online at work during breaks. I always click on articles that say 'accidents' and at the end of each article I have a tendency to shake my head and think 'aiya this is terrible'. Early last week I read about a crash that happened around town but names were never released so I didn't think much of it. This morning when I logged into FB a link caught my attention - it was a page regarding Jon's funeral. I clicked on it and read the details with mute silence. There was an attached e-newspaper link. It was from a different newspaper but the news was the same.
I met Jon in high school on the badminton team. He was this fun guy who loved to play and never ran out of energy. After I graduated I never kept in touch with him - he was just one of those people you meet who come and go in your life. We ended up finding each other on FB a few years later. I didn't know Jon very well but for what I do know of him, he was this exuberant young guy whose life had ended far too soon.
Jon T, Rest In Peace.
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