> My first contact with Marita was November 1961.
> I was walking Dean, my son, (who had just turned one year) around the backyard of our first home, in Chateauguay, Que. when Marita ( a perfect stranger) called out to me. She wanted to know " what I did with myself all day. AND, would I like to 'Come in for a coffee? "
Peter and herself had recently moved into their first home as well. They were on another street but backed on to ours (one house down). Can't remember the name of the street but it will come back to me.
> I was her first contact with a new neighbor- - and she was mine. SO, we got together. Marita invited me to join a group for Bridge. She was instrumental in forming a Bridge Club and even though I had never played the game, she insisted that all I needed to do first - was learn how to count my points.! She would teach me the rest. I agreed to join and she taught me the basics of the game. Despite some disastrous bidding (at the start) I grew to LOVE the game!
> We became very close friends as we found that we had a lot in common - including a love of cooking. Dear Marita, she was such a 'Classy' lady. The rest is history. That was fifty nine years ago.
> We stayed in close contact even after she moved to Mississauga. (and I followed). When she finally moved to Calgary I was heartbroken. Happily we were able to visit each other a couple of times.
> I will be forever saddened with Joe and herself GONE. - But no one can take away the good memories.
> It is very hard to believe that Joe predeceased her. He was such an easy going ,easy to know, guy. My husband John, and a couple of other golfers here have always remembered Joe as a GREAT golfe
> who was always calm and confident.
> So long, Joe
> Be at peace Marita
> Love
> Barbara Cordrey
