Bernadette, how do I begin to say thank you for all that you have done for me. Growing up, spending the weekends and summers at terrace hill with you, Nana, Frank and Joe. You gave me my first bike, a new dress for graduation, a trip to Expo 67, my first job at the Credit Beaureau and the list goes on. You were always there for me. You loved it when Tanya and Tony spent the weekend with you. All the BBQs and time spent in your backyard. (Hoping a golf ball wouldn't hit us in the head) Lately, we would have ice cream together. I thought we were going to have ice cream on Saturday. Can't believe you are gone. Rest in peace Bernadette. You will not be forgotten.
