Maureen Williams (Non biological Niece (parents were best friends))

Entered December 17, 2021 from London Ontario

Once again condolences to you all. I loved Aunt Carol. She is a legend who will be sorely missed by all of us. I have such fond memories of her. Such a wonderful wonderful kind person. 💜❤️

Allan & Florence Thompson (Friends)

Entered December 17, 2021 from Mississauga

Carol was one of the sweetest friends we knew. While we haven't seen her in some time, we will miss her.

Dany Breton (Calgary Board of Education)

Entered December 17, 2021 from Calgary

To Sue Jones, let me extend sincere condolences from your CBE family on the loss of your mother.

Ruth Snowden (Friend)

Entered December 17, 2021

Sending my sincere condolences to all of Carol’s family.

Ian McSweeney 

Entered December 17, 2021

Carol was the last of our parents' Mervin Ave crowd from the '50's. Edith and Ian, Pearl and Ken, Carol and Reg. In those days it was common for young kids to be tethered to a cinder block on the front lawn ...seems strange now but everyone did it.

We kids called them aunt and uncle ...that's how close we all were. The neighbourhood celebrated holidays with fireworks and parties. We all spent just as much time at each other's houses as we did our own. Randy Price was afraid of dogs.

Peter, Sue and Karen our condolences...Carol was a unique soul.

Ian

Carol’s niece, Barbara McGrath, wanted to share the following stories with her family:

The first story as my Dad used to tell it goes like this ... he did dearly love to tease Aunt Carol, mostly because she was such a good sport. This story is back in the old days when we were all small or barely anticipated - not even sure Uncle Bill and Aunt Lyla were married at the time.

At any rate here goes ...

After a large family dinner at 92 Mervyn, Dad volunteered to dry dishes. Carol was washing and the entire small kitchen had dishes from the meal stacked everywhere waiting to be washed, dried and put away. He stood there happily drying and drying and drying and Carol continued washing and washing and washing until she looked around, amazed that they were not making any headway. The kitchen was still full of dirty dishes. It was only then she noticed that Dad had been taking the carefully dried and stacked dishes and was putting them right back on the “dirty dish” side of the counter where she was just putting them back into the sink and carefully re-washing them. After yelling at my Dad, she burst out laughing and they did finally get all the dishes done but I am not sure she ever let him dry again !!

I also remember when I was 19, I think, and I was planning on moving out to my own place. Gramma Tice was beyond upset to think I would EVER want to move away at such a tender age. My mom was not a fan of any kind of conflict so thankfully Carol waded into the fray and reminded Gramma that she (Gramma ) had left home at 16. And THAT was THAT !!! No more fuss from Gramma. Game, set and match to Carol !!!! I didn't know until years later that this little episode had even happened.