Walter

I remember when Aunt Ruth and Bill would come over for the evening to play cards. Aunt Ruth’s laughter could be heard through the entire house.

I believe that tears can heal, memories can comfort, and love lives on forever.

I remember Auntie Ruth driving out from Winnipeg to Winnipeg Beach in her white Volkswagen Beetle to visit mom. Her and mom would share many laughs around the kitchen table. I thought Auntie Ruth looked so cool in her tinted eyeglasses and leather skirt and snake (?) bracelet. She was loved and will be missed. ❤️

Cathy- niece