Cousin Bev, Ken, and Nicki, we offer our sincerest condolences on the loss of “Auntie Lois” - she will be dearly missed.

I will always remember Auntie for her meticulously kept house, yard, and garden, and I will cherish my many memories over the years - especially of our Christmas Eve gatherings in the Oakridge house, which seemed like such a tradition when we were growing up. Having no musical talent whatsoever, she always amazed me at family gatherings with her ability to pick up her guitar and play anything from Christmas carols to the Eagles!

She was athletic and taught me to play racquetball, and I would likely have never taken up skiing if it wasn’t for her and Uncle Bruce taking me along on your family excursions to Sunshine Village.

As I got older I realized how kind and generous she was, not to mention her subtle sense of humour. But what I admired most about her was her work ethic and tenacity. I think she invented the slogan “if you want something done right, you need to do it yourself”. Everyone who knows her has a story about her many talents as a painter, plumber, carpenter, arborist , mechanic, landscaper, flooring installer, or almost any other trade or professional designation you can think of. She took on any of these challenges fearlessly, often with great risk to her own personal safety, and would come through unscathed - mostly!

She loved her family dearly, and Bev, she was blessed to have you beside her through her illness and I know she faced her challenges with the extra strength your love and support provided.

I will miss my Auntie Lois, but I am happy knowing she is reunited with Uncle Bruce once again.

Love to you all,

Darcy, Julia, Krista and Kevin Reding

Bev we are so sorry to hear of the loss of your mother. She was so proud of you and Nicole. She was a gatekeeper to the cut de sac. She always greeted everyone with a beautiful smile and she loved to talk about you and Nicole and, of course, her garden which was her pride and joy. We will miss her.

Art and Bonnie McRae

I send my deepest condolences to the family and friends of dear sweet Lois. I’d like to share a story of my oldest memory of her. I was four years old when my first cousin Bruce came to live in our home as we lived near Vancouver. Bruce was so kind and loving to me and I bonded with him for life. I remember the story my mother told often of Bruce going out on a date and arrived home when we were all sleeping. He woke up my parents so excited to share his feelings of his date. He was over the moon in love with this girl. He said he found the girl he was going to marry. I remember being at their wedding. She was the most beautiful bride and he was the happiest man on earth. At a young age witnessing that made me believe love at first sight is real. Watching them be in love until death proved it’s true. This gives me strength to believe love crosses the boundaries of life to forever. Lois I love you. I miss you now. I believe you are in a happy place surrounded by love. Scott Davis.