Sending my condolences to you Karen and Vernon during this difficult time. May the fond memories you have of your mother comfort you.
Karen please email me : loreena_maureenb@hotmail,com

Goodbye to Vera

Vera had a hard life growing up in Germany in the war years.  The passing of her dear husband at an early age was not easy, for her.  At Christmas time, Vera sent with James and Susan enough baked goods to last months.  She loved to bake and she was good at baking and cooking.  Nobody would be able to make rolanden as good as Vera made.  Vera made the most delicious shortbread cookies with the ends dipped in chocolate.  I heard her apfelstrudel was mouth watering.  
I don't know how many older cats that nobody would adopt that Vera cared for and loved.  It was quite a few.  Her veterinarian would call to say he had a cat for her and of course, she could not refuse another cat.  All the cats were well loved and had excellent care.  The cats had neat names.
James cared for his mother over many years.  He made sure she was comfortable in her retirement home surrounded by her favourite things.  Vera told James many stories of her younger days that I know James enjoyed.  

Vera will be missed by her family and friends.      

Audrey Danard

Memories of Vera:
When my parents moved across the country and I stayed behind at 19 years old, Vera kept an eye on me and would store my motorcycle in her little garden shed, which was just big enough to hold the bike.  One day I went to put it away and it turned out there was a possum living in the shed.  Vera and I got the shock of our lives and a very unhappy possum staring down my motorcycle.
Karen told me about Vera and her tape deck she used when driving for the other senior ladies in the Bereavement Club.  Karen described how Vera and the other ladies would sing along to opera at full blast.  I can't get the image from the movie Wayne's World out of my head, but instead of teenage boys singing to Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody, I now see four older ladies belting out Wagner for all they're worth.
Vera kept in touch and was a special Christmas memory by annually sending a brick in the mail.  Actually, the heavy solid brick was German Stohlen bread, but the weight and texture were similar.  Karen and I used to laugh on the phone about what to do with the bricks.  I got far more pleasure thinking about Vera than I ever could have gotten from eating the bread.
Vera was also generous about sharing the fruits of her garden.  My mom fondly remembers Vera bringing over beautiful peaches that you would have to eat over the sink because they were so juicy the juice ran everywhere.
It was very kind of Vera, considering we caused her to have to annually paint the side of her house on our side.  It was a running joke that the diesel fumes from my parents Peugeot continually blackened the white siding of Vera's house.
I also remember when Vera had the police help landscape her front lawn when they were chasing someone that missed the turn and both the criminal and the police ended up going through Vera's brick fence and stopping by her pine tree.
She took everything in stride and carried on. 
Vera was a really amazing lady and I am proud to have had the good fortune to have known her.

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Vera Anita Buck

9 diciembre, 1931 – 30 abril, 2014

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