Beatrice Justine Wulff

After a fall at the Good Samaritan Lodge in Spruce Grove February 20th, Mom was sent to the Sturgeon Hospital in St. Albert. A few days later they moved her to a bed in the Fort Saskatchewan Hospital. The minor scrapes and bruises would heal however a fractured pelvis made it impossible for her to get out of bed or walk on her own. Within a few days of being at the Fort Saskatchewan Hospital, she started to complain about pain in her left arm, neck and shoulder. The diagnosis was Shingles. In addition, to this being a very painful rash, she now had to go into an isolation room. Mom endured a lot in her last few weeks and although we will greatly miss our Matriarch, we are relieved she is no longer suffering and is gone to a better place.

Beatrice was born October 17, 1918 to Alfred and Louise Logan. Mom shared many fond stories of the good times she shared with her family growing up. She also spoke warmly of her Mama and often said she wished she would have helped her more in her younger days. Although they didn’t have much in those days, Mom had only good memories of those times.

At a house party in 1936, Beatrice met Herbert John Wulff from Morinville. They courted for four years before they married July 15, 1940. They had 47 years together before Herbert passed in July of 1987.

Herbert and Beatrice had four daughters. Shirley Anne - Esther Marlene - Linda Joanne and Dianne Elaine. Dianne passed in 1904 at forty six years old after a battle with cancer

Dad and Mom spent approximately thirty years farming either for others or on their own 160 acre farm in the Alcomdale/Morinville districts. They decided to sell the farm and move to Edmonton after twenty five years of hard work. Dad was working as a carpenter to supplement the farm income which left Mom doing a lot of the farm work. Dad built them a new house in Jasper Place, Edmonton. They lived there happily for many years. Beatrice sold the house in 1989, a couple years after Dad passed.

The first move Mom made was to the 17th floor of Whitehall Square apartments. It took one year for her to realize she wanted to own a place where she could plant flowers and have a small yard for her dog, Muffin. There were four more moves in the next thirty three years. In July of 2020 she moved to the Good Samaritan Lodge in Spruce Grove. Still independent, she dressed and groomed herself each morning, made her bed and with her walker she went to the dining room for her meals, attended bingo and crafts and always played cards with the family when we visited. It was there she met Ruth. This kind lovely lady became her best friend and confidant. Early one morning, Karen, a nurse at the Good Sam called to let me know that Mom and Ruth were both upset and in tears. The distress was over the belief that Daisy, Mom’s cat had died. Now Mom did not have a real cat. She did, however, have a battery operated cat the grandchildren had gifted her Christmas of 2021. Recommended as a companion pet for elders, this grey and white cat is really quite life like and almost immediately Mom and Ruth started to treat it as a real kitty. Daisy would meow and purr when movement was detected or when she was stoked. Mom moved Daisy to her bedside each night so she would be close. Visitors were told to shut the door so Daisy would not escape or to place Daisy correctly so she could watch television with Mom. When the batteries died, the cat’s eyes closed and it no longer meowed or moved. Mom and Ruth tearfully reported to staff and other residents the demise of Daisy. I drove to Spruce Grove and replaced the batteries while the residents were at lunch. I told Mom that Daisy needed batteries, she was happy that Daisy was back and never asked any questions. We kept replacement batteries on hand after that incident. Mom always had a soft spot for animals and although Daisy was not real, she gave Mom a great deal of pleasure, purpose and joy. Daisy was brought to the hospital to stay with Mom at the end, and as sick as she was, a smile would appear when Daisy was placed beside her. The grandchildren bought their Grandmother the perfect gift.

Beatrice was one tough cookie. She survived a hip replacement at 101 and Covid 19 at 102. She was like the Energiser Bunny, she just kept going. Beatrice will be sadly missed and lovingly remembered by her daughters Shirley (Arthur) Derrien, Esther Robinson and Linda (Bruce) Stevenson. She will be lovingly remembered by her grandchildren Wesley (Leesa) Derrien, Dennis (Tammy) Derrien, Cathy (Robert) Proulx, Sherry Cuglietta, Miranda (Pat) Pearson, Michelle Campbell, James Beamish, Jessica Beamish, Lance (Anna) Stevenson, Leondra (Kase) Stevenson and Cassondra (Stuart) Stevenson. She will be forever in the hearts of her great-grandchildren Stacy, Courtney, Mackenzie, Melyssa, Karyssa, Ryan, Kattie, Mathew, Justin, Tyler, Mercedes, Joshua, Reece, Scott, Hayden, Morgan, Sofia, Alice & Audrey and her great great grandchildren Nicholas, Hanna, Brooklyn, Olivia and Beckham

She was predeceased by her Parents Alfred and Louise Logan her loving husband Herbert in 1987, daughter Dianne Beamish in 2004, son in laws Les Beamish in 2009 and Ed Robinson in 2018, brothers Albert, George, Henry (Harry), Thomas, Edward and Clifford, sisters Annie, Irene, Louise, Margaret and Agnes as well as friend Bruce Arkanstall.

Rest in Peace Mom and give our love to Daddy and Dianne.

A Funeral Service will be held St. Charles Church in Mearns, AB on Saturday, April 15, 2023 at 1:00 pm with an interment to follow at the church cemetery.

Lunch will be served at the Alcomdale Hall.

Those who wish, may make memorial donations directly to the Alberta Heart and Stroke Foundation.