Contributions to the tribute of Phyllis Lorraine Stauble

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Monday, June 27, 2022

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Wes English posted a condolence

Thursday, April 23, 2020

My memory of Phyllis goes back a long way, sort of. She was my mother's bridesmaid July 4, 1946. I know she was a very dear friend and when Mom talked about her it was with a smile (and a thought for the good old days?). There aren't many of these fine old Prairie Ladies, now. Hopefully we never forget what they did, not just for their families, but for their country too. Gone but never forgotten! Wes English

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Wanda Veer posted a condolence

Saturday, April 11, 2020

I had the pleasure of being reacquainted with Phyllis, and her daughter, Karen, and granddaughter Janae, last year at St Thomas United Church in Calgary. Phyllis had been staying with the Ruzicki family and regularly attended the services. I lovingly produce jams and jellies to sell as a fund raiser for St Thomas. Phyllis and I spoke of preserves and the satisfactions of sealing joy in a jar! She happily donated her stash of canning jars to me, and I must say that I paused every time I washed one of them, with her name printed neatly on the top. Phyllis was a part of my growing up years in Sibbald. I remember her as being a dynamite curler and softball player... at least I think so. She was gentle and kind and full of grace, right up to the end. Her husband, Gordon, sang with "The Sod Busters" quartet of which my Dad was a part of, and my Mom was the pianist/conductor. I last saw her at the January Birthday Sunday at St Thomas, where both she and I stood with the group of January birthday folks. Blessings to all her family. Rest in peace Phyllis. You have left a grand legacy.

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Bob Kitts posted a condolence

Thursday, March 26, 2020

I remember as a child going to Alsask with our family and visiting usually about a week and then mom and dad would leave Brian and I for maybe another week. We had great times there with all the relatives. Aunt Phyllis was always so kind and she would make a wonderful chocolate cake and say it was just for us being there. It instantly warmed my heart when I saw the picture of Aunt Phyllis and wondered where all the years have gone. Love you all and take care.

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Cory Van Marck posted a condolence

Wednesday, March 25, 2020

I remember going to bingo, meeting Santa clause at Christmas, going bowling at the base, walking down to the post office and the convenience store. The Grocery store. The time she took me to the Fish farm that was a thing for a short time. Going to the station for a meal. Home cooking around the round table in the kitchen. The orange and brown carpet in the kitchen that always seemed weird. The rumpus room and that super uncomfortable cot, that one pillow that seemed to be feather filled but was hard as a rock.The cold winters and the incredibly hot summers, the grasshoppers and crickets. The farm, the old barn, and the wheat. I remember hitting the trees out front with a stick and Grandma told me to stop because I was hurting them. Sure enough, the next day I saw sap running out, they were crying. And Grandma is there in every memory. She had a quiet strength and a gravity that was unexpected. She was the warm heart that always brought the family together.

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Cara Tobin (Van Marck) posted a condolence

Wednesday, March 25, 2020

Ten years ago, at our wedding, Barry asked Grandma for a dance. One would think a dance with a petite then-85 year old woman would have been a mild affair. But Barry and Grandma whipped around the dance floor dazzling us all. She had a huge smile on her face and laughed the whole time. Five years ago, when Tristan was about 18 months old, we went to the mall with Grandma and Mom. Grandma was starting to slow down, but Tristan wasn’t having any of it. He grabbed her hand and kept repeating “Come Gigi, COME!” while pulling her to each next shop. He knew she was special and wanted to show her everything. Over the past few years, I would take Tristan and Gavin to visit. We would make Grandma uncomfortable watching us have a quick swim. Then we’d settle in at her place for a chat and snacks. Grandma loaded them with as many snacks as she could. Each time, it reminded me of our visits to Alsask and how she would serve us leftover icing on soda crackers in the afternoon or cereal with marshmallows in it just before bed. We would never get away with that at home, but at grandma’s it wasn’t just ok, it was encouraged. Because that’s what grandma’s are for. And she was the best. We miss you already, Grandma.

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Janae Ruzicki posted a condolence

Wednesday, March 25, 2020

I always loved going to visit grandma, sometimes in the Summer or at Easter or when the snow was piled so high you couldn’t see the front step. Grandma would always have buns ready for when we got there and we’d be sent home with bags full. Everything tasted better at grandma’s. The toast, puffed wheat cereal, the fried bacon and especially her pie. She’d always have one on hand for company whether it was fresh from the oven or the freezer. Looking back at old pictures, there was one of me standing on chair towering over grandma. We would often bake together when she came to visit or when we went to Alsask, probably buns or pie crust. We’d knead our dough for what seemed like hours, and of course all that hard work was worth it. I will always remember our days full of baking and cooking, never forgetting what time it was as counting the rings from the clock in the living room would remind us.

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Mark Van Marck posted a condolence

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

My parents immigrated to Canada when I was about 1 year old. I grew up in Montreal with very little contact with my extended family members who lived in Belgium. Distance for the most part, made us strangers. When I met Joy in 1976, little did I know how my life was about to change. Joy took a liking to me and invited me to meet her family in Alsask. A big step for a single young man. Any fears I had about that first meeting were quickly calmed by Phyllis. Her quiet demeanor and kindness made me feel right at home. Her love for family and home was evident. I knew immediately that this was a family I would love to be part of. Phyllis never failed to amaze me with her passion for poetry and crafts and she inspired me with her love for painting. And her apple pie was second to none. (The flaky crust was incredible) Family was always welcome at Phyllis’. Many of my late night sleeps in the Stauble rumpus room were interrupted by a relative who needed a place to “crash” for the night. Her door was never locked and everyone knew they needed no invitation to drop by, day or night. The world is a little colder today without the warmth and love that Phyllis shared with everyone. But her memory will always be with us and the best of her qualities will continue in her family that she so lovingly cultivated all the days of her life. Rest in peace Phyllis.

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Curtis Van Marck posted a condolence

Monday, March 23, 2020

A few years ago (maybe four or five years), I had a visit with Grandma while she was staying in Burnaby with Auntie Dawn and Uncle Tim. She had plans to meet up with her childhood friend, Emily, so I offered to drive. We swung by Emily's place to pick her up and then continued on to the mall where I would drop them off. But as I pulled over to let them out, we discovered that, somehow, Emily had managed to get her purse strap completely entangled in her seat belt. Grandma and Emily both set to work on untying the stubborn purse strap while giggling like school girls at the absurdity of the situation. Ultimately, I came around to the backseat to extract the ladies. Then the two were off to hang out at the mall. It's not a momentous memory but it's one that I am so glad that I have. I was able to witness her as a person, not just as a grandma. I liked Grandma. Of course I loved her. Everyone did. She was wonderful. But I really liked her as a person. It's a sad world sometimes. Sadder now without Grandma Phyll around. And I am sad, selfishly, that I won't have any more moments with her.

Phyllis Lorraine Stauble

1925 - 2020

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