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Days Gone By 1 (FGK 214)

Some photos of Grandma (and family) in her younger days!

Grandma with short hair.
This is the same photo as above, I believe it’s Aunt Aileen in the car
Grandma on the right. I’m pretty sure that’s her BFF Jean with her
(Edna on the far left)
Grandma is the back left. I think it’s Jean beside her? Not sure who the lady is in the front.
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Memories of Grandma’s 80th 12 (FGK 213)

Ladies and Gentlemen,

When Margie asked me to be the master of ceremonies this afternoon she also asked me if I would talk about Aunt Edna’s life. Instead of talk about you Auntie Edna, I am going to talk to you.

For all of us here this afternoon, you represent a friend, a sister-in-law, a cousin, an aunt, a great-grandmother, a grandmother, or mother whatever this relationship however, we are here to show our love and respect for you.

Your roots go back in the Jumping Pound and Cochrane communities. In you, I believe are found to be those qualities so admired in the pioneers of this country.

I have always admired your great strength, often in adversity nurtured by your upbringing, the love of and from Uncle Percy, and your family, and a strong faith in God.

Your concern for others is evident and all of us have been touched by this concern in one way or another.

Your considerable efforts in making a home for your family and in helping to make the ranch what it is today have been noted. One always has an always will be made to feel welcome wherever you call home.

The Jumping Pound community is a better place because of your commitment to and involvement in its development. And the Cochrane community is now benefitting from this same commitment.

Your warmth and regard for others whether family and friends or for strangers has been something I have envied in you. You have that rare quality to make others feel comfortable and welcome.

Thus,. As well as wishing you a Happy Birthday Auntie Edna, I wish and I believe everyone here would also wish to say thank you for being a part of our lives. We all owe you something in one way or another

Love, Gord.

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Memories of Grandma’s 80th 11 (FGK 212)

Grandma, You are so giving and loving. You always know the right thing to say. You are always ready to lend a helping hand. You always have as mile to cheer up my day. You have given me so many fond memories. You always make your house feel like home. You are very trusting (especially in letting your grand children drive your car without a license!) You always take the time to talk to everyone. You are so kind and I am very grateful that I have such a wonderful Grandma that I love so much.

Happy 80th birthday! Love always, Melissa

*disclaimer: this was the only acid wash I ever owned, and the only time I ever wore this dress- but standing beside Grandma as the Heritage Belle this photo keeps showing up. Mom bought the dress from the lady who sold us Rolex so I kind of love it even though it’s so ugly. Doesn’t Grandma look beautiful as the Heritage Belle? Proof we are beautiful at any age, especially when our beauty radiates from within.

Grandma. Here is a poem just for you, the best grandma in the world.

Grandma

Bread, pies

Loving, caring, soothing

ready, beautiful, young, playful

Loving, playing, laughing,

Toys, games

Grandchildren

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Memories of Grandma’s 80th 10 (FGK 11)

Wow this one really made me miss my Dad. I remember as a little kid rolling up in the driveway here with my family and Grandma and Grandpa meeting us with big smiles. Grandma usually had a wonderful feast ready for us – roast beef and all the fixin’s – and we were brought in with love and smiles. Forget Disney, Grandma’s kitchen was the happiest place on earth.

To Mom on your 80th Birthday

How fortunate I am to have you as my mother-in-law! Ever since our first meeting, I felt your warmth and love.

I think of the birthday party you and Margi put on for me in Toronto well before Margi and I were married; birthday cake and all – and with things in the cake (Ben though I had to give them back since they were from a charm bracelet).

When we moved to Calgary you and Dad went to such effort to make me part of the family.

I think about after Melissa was born we would arrive at the ranch in the evening with nearly a truck load of baby stuff; the car would hardly have come to a stop before the two of you would be out the door to greet us and unload. What a great feeling!

I think about all the times sitting around your kitchen table sharing what was going on in our very different lives: ours in law and yours in ranching. How you shared your values with us. How you were so patient with me and my lack of any knowledge and understanding of ranching and its lifestyle. Your understanding of the ranchers and their families taught me to give them legal advice that satisfied their emotional needs as well as the requirements of the law.

I thank you for always being available; to listen about our good times and about our bad; to give advice and give the one thing we need most- LOVE.

I wish for you on your eightieth birthday the best of health and happiness, and especially peace and love. Love John

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Memories of Grandma’s 80th (6) (FGK 207)

Kathy’s middle of the night walk to Grandma’s was a legend when we were kids – told so many times with giggles each time. We all thought it was hilarious that she got up in the middle of the night and headed to Grandma’s for tea. I had totally forgotten the story until I read it here. Who else is craving Grandma’s special cake??

God blessed us with a wonderful person who both loves us and is loved by all

Regardless of the situation, Grandma is always there to help in any way that she can

Always busy in her garden, adding to the beauty of the ranch

Never failing to comfort and console me whatever the problem or situation is

Driving grandkids to and from is something that we will never be able to repay

Making chewy ginger snaps and my favourite cake are things that favourably haunt me

A friend to me you’ll always be. I love you very much. Happy 80th birthday to a special person that means a lot to me.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be with y’all on this happy day. Texas wishes you the happiest birthday ever

Love, Cherie

Cherie riding side saddle in our great-grandmother Sophia’s saddle in the Stampede Parade

Grandma, Happy 80th Birthday!

I have so many fond memories of our times together it’s hard to know where to start. You were always my favourite, you were the one who inspired me to learn to cook. I remember sleeping over in the “junk room” and for breakfast we’d make porridge and melt cheese for our toast (you even bought me my own frying pan!!)

There were also the many teatimes when we made pull taffy and our “favourite cake”. Teatime was always an exciting time in your kitchen. It was a sweet tooth’s dream! You had every sort of good imaginable! Then there would be the excitement of getting down to the bottom of our cups and having our fortunes read – you even took time to teach me how to do it. From what I am told, I enjoyed teatime so much that when I was young I came to visit at 4:00 in the morning and my attempts failed as Barry Davis found me and took me home.

Another exciting event at your house was when we all went out with our brown grocery bagels and picked what seemed to be millions of peas. I don’t know how many peas you would have after the pick because we kids would pick one and eat two – not very good odds.

Grandma, to this day you still inspire me – who else at the age of eighty winds a beauty contest? I hope that if I get to be your age I will be as beautiful and full of energy as you are.

I love you, Kathy.

Maybe Michelle lying down? I’m in the beautiful yellow snow suit (and I think we still have my red hat), not sure who is on Grandma’s knee – Jen and maybe Ryan? Kathy beside Grandma
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Memories of Grandma’s 80th (5) (FGK 206)

Mom

It seems like it’s been a long time, almost forever. But then when one really thinks about it the whole affair has flashed by so incredibly fast. You had I have seen a lot happen and we sure missed out on a few things too. It seems as though when ever there was work to be done you were never too far. When fun and happiness were the order of the day you also were there. However, when I look back on it you were, in every case, the one making the greatest contribution to everyone else’s happiness and comfort.

Isn’t it remarkable the changes you and I have witnessed in our short span together. Remember what kind of world we lived in that day in November 1936 when you (and I) sat helpless in an old blue car, jammed in a burning hay slide with your world all on fire. Since then World War 2 and it’s uncertainties like no sugar for candy, no metal for Tory, and no Japanese oranges for Christmas.

Remember the horses, Old Spades, Captain, Old Buck, the Shetland pony, Pinkey, Cope, Shannon, Dusty, Daphne, Slim, Old Gus and of course Clipper the stake race horse. Remember the Clydesdales Pat, Shorty, Dick, Walley, Ben, and many more. Flora and Andy were exceptions as percherons while nobody ever knew what Old Toots was.

My memories with you are bright summer days, bumble bees and flowers, grass too long for the mower, toys – wagons – dolls – wire – you name it hidden in the yard for Dad’s July 1st mowing exercise. Remember looking all over for turkey eggs, looking for turkeys, setting hens, coyotes, and hailstorms. You were the best pie maker this country will ever have. I don’t know how you did all the things there were to do in those days. I do know we never missed a meal, all 15 of us. Our laundry was always done on time and you also found time to be a loving, comfy mother to all including the hired help.

You were quite a bronc buster in your day. Remember Chick! A horse few would ride. Moccasin telegraph told of trouble at Little Jumping Pound School and Chick, being the only horse isn’t eh barn because nobody could ride him, found himself going lickety split down the bank and across the creek headed west towards the school whether he liked it or not.

You have never stopped in your efforts to us all Mom. When one looks at the changes in 80 years, nothing has changed under the sun. Wars, floods, fast horses or fast cars, apple pie, picking berries. Moms and kids will never change because if they do all will be lost.

Thanks Mom for all the years. We wish you a well deserved happy birthday. 80 years, another 80 years and all will be the same under the sun thanks to moms like you.

Love you much,

Marshall.

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Memories of Grandma’s 80th (FGK 203)

I have to admit, most of these letters make me a little weepy in the eyes. Grandma was kind of the glue that held us all together -and the fact that we are still close all these years after she has been gone I think speaks to the kind of family she and Grandpa created. Their faith was central to their lives, and it was something that was passed onto all of us in one way or another.

The most significant experience and influence my mother gave me was her desire to teach me about the Lord. This was important to her and because it was important to her it was important to me as a small child. From my earliest memories I remember reading the Bible stories from colourful Sunday School papers and it was her who taught me that Jesus died on the cross for my sins. Even though I deserved to be punished, Jesus bore my punishment for me. I was an adult before I accepted this salvation but my other pointed me in the right direction for which I am eternally grateful.

I had to have children of my own before I could fully appreciate my mother. I couldn’t have been raised in a better home.

All my love, Sheila.

Sheila and Ted
Grandma (protecting her hair) and Sheila

To my Favourite Mother in Law

Even though you are the only Mother-in-law I’ve ever had, you are a favourite with me.

It seems we very seldom express the way we feel about people, and sometimes it is easier to write it than to say it, but I do so very much appreciate the good relationship we have had over the years. I think back to when I first met Sheila and stayed at your place. You made a very nervous young man feel at home, and I enjoyed the good meals, the card parties, and just the good visits we had with you and dad and all of the family. That big kitchen at the ranch was a place of informal family gatherings and good fellowship.

Christmas has always been a special time when we gather as a family, and I must admit I always look forward to your gift. Your taste in shirts is really something.

Well, on this special occasion of your eightieth birthday, I wish for you that it will be a special and wonderful day. May the Lord continue to bless you with good health, good times, love and peace.

Your loving son-in-law, Ted

Sheila and Ted (I love this photo)
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A History in Photos 44 (FGK 201)

This is the end of the photos. Every time I’ve said I’m done something else has shown up in an unexpected place – so we shall see! There is still a freezer full of mom’s treasures from when she went away to school to sort through – but that will be done first with my sister. I’ve sure enjoyed sharing this with everyone! Who knows what will be next! Oh wait- I know – I’m putting this together into a book! Enjoy…

Donald, Marjorie, Roy, Joanne, Susan, and Wendy Copithorne. Clarence and Irene’s family.
Grandma and I think her friend Jean McKenzie-Grieves
Who knew Grandma went camping!! Not just a hard working ranch wife or a super glam downtown woman, or the prayerful powerhouse behind mom recovering. Edna Copithorne camping on a fishing trip with Percy
This photo was in with some of the letters to mom from the hospital: this was taken the day I picked up your new skirt at Daytons. Sept 1958. Met Heather Scott there.
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A History in Photos 41 (FGK 198)

Sam Copithorne’s Family. Left to Right: Beatrice (Blach) Sam’s wife, Irene Robinson (Sam’s oldest daughter) Louis Copithorne, Bill Copithorne, Dorthy Young (Sam’s youngest daughter), Sam Copithorne (1904).
Let’s Rodeo
Sophia (Richard’s wife – my great grandmother) in front of the old house.
Slim (aka Ken Knoughtson? Aka the RCMP stock detective)
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A History in Photos 39 (FGK 196)

This photo is not labeled, but when I look at it I see my sister having somehow time travelled back to the 1940s and found a dress up costume. So I wonder if it was mom in a Halloween costume?
Miriam and Dan Donnelly home. Taken from across the road last January when they had the “big snow” the olympics are in the background.
Miss Norris (Buckler) School teacher 1940s. Jumping Pound School
9 months
Summer 1948
Ellen Buckler (maybe this is the school teacher?)
Kathleen and Grannie June 8th 1954
Mary Jane!!! Gosh she was such a great part of my childhood. With her dog Hazel.
Mary Jane’s dog Hazel.
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