My earliest memories of Thora were during the summers spent at the cabin at Clear Lake. If the kids ever disappeared for a bit, you could guarantee that they'd slipped "upstairs" for a quick visit with Aunty Thora, which usually involved the sharing of fantastical stories and some sweet treat or delectable.

One of my favourite memories of time spent with Thora happened about 10 years ago when Thora came to visit Trish and Ron at the cabin. We had a rare night around the bonfire where we shared much laughter over funny stories and beverages, and even a few old campfire songs.

I will always remember Thora's increble wit and wisdom and will miss her always.

Toni Riedner

I was introduced to the Davis household when I met Scott at Varsity Acres Elementary in grade 2. Spent a great deal of time there under the watchful eye of Scott’s mom. She was firm but never threatening. Once a week Scott, Tracy and I would get in to her Grand Prix (what a great car) and drop Tracy at piano lessons and then take Scott and I to the library.

A funny story that for some reason I will always remember was about a pair of shoes I inherited. It was the Beatles era and my cousin gave me a pair of the pointy black shoes they wore at that time. Unfortunately they were far too big but I was determined to wear them. I stuffed in enough Kleenex to make them walkable and headed over to pick up Scott to go to school. Thora answered the door and looked down at my shoes and a big grin appeared. That’s quite a pair of sand slappers you got there she said. I had been exposed. She was a very important lady to me for many years as Scott and I grew up together. She will be missed greatly.

As the latest addition to the Davis clan in 1968, I was introduced to Thora on our honeymoon. Neville and I began our trip in Sedgwick at Neville's parents home. I had met only one member of his family prior to our wedding and met all my in-laws from Wainwright, Edmonton eventually ending up in Calgary. All along the way there were comments about Thora being "a little different". I was both intrigued and a little apprehensive. We arrived in Calgary to find Thora all alone: she had banished Ernie and the kids to the park so she could relax. I guess we both had reservations! We hit it off right away and became fast friends.

The four of us enjoyed many trips together over the years, always full of fun and laughter and adventures. One trip that surfaces in my mind from time to time was a memorable trip to the Maritimes. On our return home we stopped in Montreal for lunch. As we stepped out of the car, we were hit by a thick hot soupy fog. Thora leaned against the car and remarked, "If hell is anything like this, I'd better change my ways".

On a Christmas visit to Ottawa, Thora produced a long sheet of paper containing a recipe I had asked for, remarking that all she could find to write on was "this piece of toilet paper". Vintage Thora!

Thora has taught me many valuable lessons over the years. I will forever remember her wisdom, honesty and high moral standards as an example to emulate. And so, I say goodbye to my dear friend, now free from suffering and at peace. I loved her dearly and always will.

May she rest in peace,

-Mary Davis