Cant believe she not on the other end of phone. Fun at work..receipes..yard sales and on . Miss you. RIP my friend..

Our deepest sympathy to you Lori and Dominic and family and to Tina and Ricardo and family.

She was a wonderful friend to us, what a memory for numbers and dates. I listened to her stories for hours and never have enough. We spent great times together, eating, watching movies, going out or just visiting.

She was a wonderful mother to you girls and grandmother and great grandmother, she had time for everyone she met and well what a cook, need we say more, everything on her table was an experience.

We miss her every day and will never forget Vincie and Kenny. They are together again and her pain and suffering is over.

Love to all of you Ev and Russ Green

What I remember most about ,Vincie is what a fantastic grandmother she was to our children and what a caring mom she was for us.

In my early days with Tina- Vincie and Ken would come to visit us in Costa Rica. There were many things we did not have in Costa Rica but Vincie made sure that with every visit we would be better equipped. She even brought us a micro wave. And every time she came she would cook for all of us and spend lots of time with Max and Isabel. She would sit and read books to them and as soon as the book was finished they would ask her to read another one. And she would read another one to them. Isabel and Max loved their visits and both of them love cooking and really loved their grandmother. It was simple in Costa Rica but I think Vincie was reminded of Italy and how simple it was there when she was a child. I was always amazed at how resourceful Vincie was. She would attempt to fix anything and often times with success. When she came to the end of her wits I would be recruited to help.

In all the years it was always interesting to me to know more about her time in Italy. It seemed to me that she enjoyed talking to us about her family and to tell us stories about Roccaseca. I could tell that in many ways she missed Italy- her true home.

In 1998 - we took a trip to Austria and Italy together. My Mom broke her pelvis a couple days into the visit. Vincie stepped in and took charge of the situation. My dad admired her and was more than impressed of how she took charge and cooked for all of us.. Even so they could not communicate properly there was an immediate bond. The 2 of them had the same goal and priorities. They both did everything for their families.

What a sacrifice Vincie made for us and how she always had time for all of us; this will always live on in our memories.

Mom, such memories I have to share. Vincie, as she was known to her friends, will know a kind and loving friend. For us, her family, we knew a strong, hard working, loving Mom. Her powerful matriarch umbrella stretched out for us as far as we could see. As children growing up, we were centre stage, with neighbourhood kids coming from all directions to taste the creations coming from Mom's kitchen. Her enthusiasm for the art of cooking was a constant that we witnessed, with reciting complicated recipes right up till the end. Mom was engaging with everyone she met. She was profoundly curious about us all, and wanted to know all she could. Listening attentively to us, we felt her love. Growing up before the internet was a breeze as a kid, because Mom with her encyclopedic brain could tell me all I needed to know, and if she happened to not know something, she would point me in the direction where I could find it out. I remember calling Mom before phone apps and humming a song, and asking "Mom, what's this song?" and Mom told me the piece I hummed out for her. When it was time to be serious, or if I needed to speak to someone about broad, abstract thoughts, from "is Santa Clause really real" to big life questions, Mom was able to meet me on every mental, and emotional level. With joy I watched Mom interact with my kids, extending what I had come to know as the joyous Mom being a shinning star of a Nonna- Grandmother. With a brilliant mind and a loving and giving heart, I had pretty much the best Mom I could ever ask for. To say that I will miss you Mom, seems too small. A piece of my soul rests with you Mom, as does a piece of your soul live in me. I will love, cherish and honour that which we shared, forever into eternity. Love your baby, Tina

My memory of my mother Vincie, is that she loved her family! She wanted to live for us. She was a fighter. To have done four chemo treatments at the age of 83 is an accomplishment. The fourth chemo treatment started the decline in her health. On our journey together Mom and I shared a lot of time at the Tom Baker Cancer Center as well as various hospitals in Calgary. She had so many tests from Cat scans to Biopsies. She remained in good spirits throughout all of this. Mom had a wonderful support network between family and friends. She was loved by many many people. Mom had a huge heart. She loved cooking and it was her love language. She never got over the loss of her dear husband Ken. He was the love of her life. They had a wonderful life together. They travelled all over the world. They were very generous to their children, grand children and great grand children. Mom you will be missed. You will live forever in our hearts! Ciao for now. All my love, your first born, Lori xoxo