Farewell

This is my aunt Doris. She was my mom's youngest sister. Doris loved a good time, and loved to goof around. Here she is, all dressed up in a friends' sailor suit.



She sang, played the guitar and enjoyed life. Here she is when she came to visit her sister (my mother) on the farm in the early 1950's. Doris lived in Nova Scotia, and visiting her sister in Alberta was quite an adventure. She even had to travel over the Athabasca river in a basket, because the river was flooding and the ferry couldn't operate, and she had a train to catch!


Most of what I knew about my mom's sisters (there were 7 of them altogether, and one brother) and their families was through photographs like these. Most of the family stayed closer to home in Nova Scotia, unlike my mother, who married an Alberta farm boy and moved far away.

Here is one of my favourite pictures of Aunt Doris, all dressed up for a party or dance. In my childish imagination, Doris was always glamourous, always dressed up and on her way to a party.

Doris passed away yesterday. I hope they remember to put her party shoes on her because, knowing Doris, wherever she is, there will be dancing!