In Celebration of

Helen Therese Burns (nee Ste. Marie)

September 7, 1927 -  November 8, 2024

Peacefully, at home and surrounded by loving family, on Friday, November 8, 2024 at the age of 97.

Helen was born on September 7th, 1927, the middle of five children. Sister to Lila (the late Bud Fowler), the late Bernadette Pryor, George (Theresa), and the late Joan Ste. Marie Miller. She grew up in the west end of Toronto, living on St. Clarens Avenue and attending St. Cecilia Catholic School. Family and faith were the cornerstones of her life from an early age, she built on that solid foundation with a magnetic personality and a keen love of a good time. She loved to dance with her sisters at the Palais Royale and, we’re sure, she sparkled everywhere she went with her infectious laugh and expressive eyebrows.

Helen’s lifelong partner, the late Michael Francis Donnelly Burns, was a smart man who knew a gem when he saw one. They married on September 16th, 1950, in Toronto. Helen was a great woman behind a great man, supporting Michael from the earliest days of his photography business, often setting up his darkroom in many a strange spot – from venue closets to hotel bathrooms. They worked hard together to build a beautiful life for themselves, and they enjoyed the fruits of their efforts with gusto, traveling the world for business and for pleasure, often with family and their many friends.

Devoted mother to Mary-Ellen (Jonathan Gee), Patricia, and Michael Jr. (Joni Thompson), Helen loved her children fiercely, instilling confidence and security by showing up for them in all the ways that mattered. She created a home where sleep didn’t get in the way of a kitchen table party when Michael got home from a photography job late at night, and where crowds of friends were always welcome. Helen was affectionate and maternal, always a mom first but growing into a best friend as her children became adults.

Loving Nana and kindred spirit to her granddaughters Katherine and Alexandra (Alexander Vdooukhine) Gee, Helen was front row center for every swim and track meet, every play and recital, playing an integral role in their lives. She was the kind of Nana who always really listened, and she dispensed her wide breadth of wisdom gently or directly – always knowing the right thing to say, and how to say it.

In the final years of her life, Helen was tickled to welcome her great grandchildren, Daniel and Georgia Gee, both of whom gave her much joy and happiness.

Helen dearly loved and remained close to her brother and three sisters; the Ste. Marie sisters laughing together was a fixture of every family event. Helen was a loving and favourite aunt and great aunt to many and was always delighted to celebrate her niece’s and nephew’s life events and to share in a lively debate.

A woman of steadfast faith, Helen, alongside her late husband Michael, was a founding member of St. Clement Catholic parish in Etobicoke. She gave back to her community, volunteering at The Good Shepherd Refuge for many years. Helen was loved by many friends throughout her long life, including her bridge club and prayer group, the Etobicoke Gyrettes, and her neighbourhood friends. She really knew how to throw a party and could have taught a class on how to be a wonderful guest. She only ever set her own house on fire at a party, never anybody else’s.

Helen was big on the traditions that pulled family and friends together: Chinese takeout the night before big trips, Devonshire cream on scones on Christmas morning, her well-honed shortlist of Pompano Beach restaurants. She knew just when to lean over and give you a comforting pat on the arm, and when to tell you, “you can do it!”. To have known her, even for a few minutes, was to have been charmed by her.

She was majestic, she was unique, she was beautiful, and we loved her – “a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck”.

The family wishes to express their gratitude to Helen’s incredible caregivers, Angela and Jen, Gheryl, Maria, and Reggie, who showed such love and care to Helen in her final years. Helen’s medical team, including Dr. Justin Chopra and Anita Stern from Dorothy Ley Hospice, Mark King, and nurses Minh, Peter, and Anne, were a constant source of stable and compassionate support.

Funeral Mass will be held at St. Clement Roman Catholic Church, 409 Markland Dr., Etobicoke, on Wednesday, November 20, 2024, at 10am. A private family burial to follow.

For those who wish, donations in lieu of flowers may be made to Dorothy Ley Hospice in Etobicoke.

Guestbook 

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Anne Miller (Niece)

Entered November 18, 2024 from East York

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 ;)

Monsignor Paul Zimmer (Former Parish Priest)

Entered November 19, 2024 from Toronto

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!

BARNABY ROSS (FRIEND)

Entered November 19, 2024 from TORONTO

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

Jill Conroy (nee Hudson) (Family Friend)

Entered December 20, 2024 from Mississauga, Ontario

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”.

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