Our next door neighbour since we moved in passed away on Remembrance Day of all days. She was too young to go in my experience, but apparently she was sick for a very long time – since before she even moved into this building, long before Amy and I ever showed up.
As usual with people on the outskirts of my life, I didn’t know her nearly as much as I would have hoped, being the closed off peep I am. She was a good one though, very boisterous, loud, smiley and warm. Vern, her partner, was much more visible in our lives because he is able bodied and outgoing himself, and personally, I was happy to see him trying to be strong at the service today. I can’t imagine what he’s going though, but I suspect he’s had it happen more than once in his life.
The service itself was almost standing-room only, they had to track down extra chairs, and I think people were still standing in the back, and I loved hearing the stories of this exceptional person.