Vesta Lorraine Thurber Warner

Warner, Vesta Lorraine, 85 of Digby, passed away February 12th, 2013 in Halifax Infirmary. Vesta was the seventh of eleven children to the late Percy and Belle (Garron) Thurber of Freeport where she grew up. She graduated with top marks from Yarmouth Hospital School of Nursing in 1949. During her career she worked mostly at Digby Hospital where she was charge Nurse in the O.R., she took a refresher course in obstetrics at Dalhousie University and became head nurse. The next twenty years was spent as supervisor, then for a few years she was an R.N. at Tideview Terrace, Vesta was a member of St. Mary’s Chapter of the Order of Eastern Star where she held offices of treasurer and chaplain. She was a former member of Digby curling and bowling clubs and was active as camp nurse with Girl Guides and Sunday school. She was a breast cancer survivor and an avid reader. Vesta is survived by daughters, Bonnie (Ricky Surette) Baker and Joanne (Jeff McBride) Warner both of Digby; sons, Rev. Rick (Susan ), Kemptville; Douglas, Baxter’s harbor; James, South Range; grandchildren, Christopher, Colin, Robert, Julie, Caleb, Ashlin, Eric, great grandsons, Hunter and Jonah and step grandchildren, Jordan and Taylor. She is also survived by sister, Beulah Thimot, Paradise; brothers, Lou (Gloria), Barrington Passage; Earle, Ontario; Clifton (Marlene), Freeport and Carson, Digby. Besides her parents, Vesta was predeceased by husband, Richard (July 2010), and infant daughter, Margaret Belle; sisters, Pearle, Edna, Gertrude, Louise and brother, Raymond. Visitation will be 7-9pm, today from Jayne’s Funeral Home, 7 Birch St. Digby (245-2525). An Eastern Star Service, followed by a Funeral Service will take place at 2:00pm, on Friday February 15th from Digby Baptist Church, where Vesta was a sixty year member. Rev. Donald Robertson officiating. Interment in Woodlawn Cemetery, Digby. Donations in memory may be made to Digby Baptist Church, P.O. Box 35 Digby, B0V 1A0. Condolences at www.jaynesfuneralhome.com

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.

Why cry for a soul set free.

Miss me a little ~ but not too long

And not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that we once shared.

Miss me ~ but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone.

It’s all a part of the Master plan,

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.

Miss me ~ but let me go.