I've always been proud to say that Helen was my Aunt and God Mother.
My best memories are of the Ste. Marie's telling their stories and the room always filling with laughter. Oh, and there was always lots of delicious food to eat! And also making sure everyone was in the right seat. This will always warm my heart.
You can't think of my sweet Aunt Helen without knowing how kind and thoughtful she was. When she talked to you, you had her full attention and was always interested in what you had to say. Her comforting touch always spoke volumes.
She will be missed but forever remembered.
I love you Aunt Helen
je m'appelle Anne ;)
The arrival of Helen at Sunday Mass was always one of my favourite moments. She added style, dignity and class to our Sunday celebration. I will offer Mass for the repose of her soul on the funeral day. May she rest in peace. Amen!
FEISTY LADY - SHARP. A PLEASURE TO DEAL WITH IN BUSINESS- U KNEW WHERE YOU STOOD WITH HER- DIRECT - NO AMBIGUITY - GREAT SENSE OF HUMOUR - I WILL MISS HER AND OUR DISCUSSIONS
Helen was always Mrs. Burns to me… someone I’d known for almost 60 years. She and my mom, Doris, were friends before they each got married and had their families. Theirs was a special and enduring friendship that lasted until my mom passed a few years ago. Our family moved into their neighbourhood in Markland Wood where we lived a block away from each other for decades. Helen’s daughter, Trish, was my dearest childhood friend. Helen was always loving and supportive of me and all our family. My fondest memory of her was when she attended a track meet at Centennial Park when I was an elementary school student. I was not an athlete by any stretch of the imagination and yet I competed for my school in running the mile.. Helen was there to cheer me on when my own mother wasn’t able to. I found a burst of energy in the last lap of my race and passed other competitors to take fourth place. I felt very unwell after the race and she cared for me, later hooting and hollering as I stood at the podium for an honourable mention medal. Helen made me feel like I’d won an Olympic gold medal. So today I like to think that she is among the angels and saints cheering on any and all in the race of life. God rest your soul dear “Mrs. Burns”.