ANN RIBY

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ANN RIBY Entered Into Eternal Rest Saturday, February 16, 2002 It is with the deepest sorrow that the family announces the passing of our beloved mother, Ann Riby, on Saturday, February 16, 2002, at the age of 84. Mrs. Riby, born August 4th, 1917, will be truly missed by her two children, daughter, Dianne Annette Keil, of Long Beach, California, and son, Daniel Michael Riby, of Vancouver, British Columbia, grandson, Keane Vincent John Keil, of Los Angeles, California, sister, Tena Dilay, of Transcona, and son-in-law, Curtis Winston Keil, of Long Beach, California. She was predeceased by her husband, Dan Metro Riby, parents, Sophie and Michael Kasianchuk, and brother, Steve Kasianchuk. Ann (also known as Nonny and Hanu) led a life of personal modesty and prudence, yet she shall be remembered by all those who knew her for her great kindness, compassion, generosity, and limitless love. Divine Liturgy will be held at 11:00 a.m., Monday, February 25, 2002, at Blessed Virgin Mary the Protectress Ukrainian Catholic Church, 965 Boyd Avenue, Winnipeg, Manitoba, with Rt. Rev. Mitrat G. Oucharyk and Deacon Nicholas Kohuch officiating. Interment will follow at Brookside Cemetery. Prayers and viewing for relatives and friends will be at 7:00 p.m. on Sunday, February 24, 2002, at Cropo Funeral Chapel, 1442 Main Street, Winnipeg, Manitoba. Mrs. Ribys grandson, Keane Vincent John Keil, will give the Eulogy. The pallbearers will be Messrs. Daniel Riby, Keane Keil, Bob Dilay, Jeff Dilay, and Randall Gray. It was Anns wish that the following poem be included in her obitbulkloaduary: MISS ME, BUT LET ME GO 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 we all must take, And each must go alone, Its part of the Masters plan, A step on the road to home. So when you are lonely and sick at heart, Go to the friends we know, And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds, Miss me, but let me go. CROPO FUNERAL CHAPEL 586-8044

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Feb 23, 2002