Saturday, August 30, 2025
My Aunt Hilda...has always been loved greatly by our family...We would show up at their home from Nova Scotia...Harry, my father and my mother Alma would always bring a roast (uncooked) and she would always say...I knew you were coming today...and by dinner time, we all sat around that oak table with a beautiful meal, hot homemade bread, and fresh vegetables. I always had such a warm feeling as young as I was and we were greeted with open arms inspite of being a family of 7...sometimes it would just be myself and my twin Lorraine with dad and mom...let's just add those numbers to a family of 12 children and yet...they made it so effortless for us to be there and we felt loved. My favourite memory of My Aunt Hilda, was sitting around a potbelly (I think it was) stove and her singing with her beautiful voice. RIP Aunt Hilda...we love you
