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FRANCES KUSNER

Born: Apr 13, 1916

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FRANCES KUSNER

Peacefully, we announce the passing of Frances Kusner.
She was predeceased by her husband, Eric, her parents, Helen and Konrad Shandruk and her sister Stella.
Frances was born on April 13, 1916 in Transcona. She volunteered at Revenue Canada for 40 years, doing income tax returns. When Revenue Canada went electronic, Frances, in her 80s at the time, went to Adult Education so she could learn how to do the returns using the computer. At 100 years of age she was presented with The Governor General Award.
The family would like to thank the staff of the Maples Personal Care Home for their compassion and care.
Left to cherish her memory are her nieces, nephews and friends.
Cremation has taken place, and as per Frances' wishes there will be no formal service.

Korban Funeral Chapel
(204) 956-2193
www.korbanchapel.com

As published in the Winnipeg Free Press on Jun 15, 2019

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  • Said goodbye to my best friend from childhood last week. For 103 years, my Aunty Frances lived a full life on her own terms. She lived next door to our first family home on Austin Street--a vibrant, multicultural neighbourhood, where people hung baskets of laundry out to dry and shouted loudly from the front steps for their kids to come home. Though we weren't related by blood, she was our aunt in every way imaginable. It's hard for me to fathom that this engaging woman was older than I am now when I first entered the world next door to her. She never had children of her own, but she was wonderful with us. A visit with her never disappointed. Her place was beautifully pristine, with dark wood furnishings and framed photos on the walls. It was the nicest house in the neighbourhood, to my eyes. I was a fixture in her basement kitchen--a secondary space, unlike the one for show upstairs. She would put me to work sifting flour or separating black beans from white ones. We would talk endlessly then, as two ladies do. Summer days were spent in her garden, running rhubarb stalks under the outside tap so we could dip them in sugar. But my favourite time was when she'd prepare for an evening out with Uncle Eric. She'd let me follow her upstairs (which was usually off-limits) to her powder room--a world of wonder, beauty, goodness, and perfume. I'd sit on her lap as she dusted her face with a big puff and ran very red lipstick back and forth over her mouth, after applying rouge to her now-white cheeks. Her large antique vanity housed many marvels, one of which was a round pewter jewel box that played "Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf" when opened. I'd crank and listen to it at least three times during these enchanted sessions. Among the makeup and ephemera was a thin rectangle of cardboard, which was used to protect the face as she shellacked her hair with Eiffel Tower Setting Spray. The suffocating clouds were pure heaven. Even at such a young age, I understood she was a very smart and self-sufficient woman. She made a good amount of money on the stock-market, an unusual accomplishment and pastime for a woman of her generation. But she was never one to rest on her laurels. Just recently, she received the Order of Manitoba for her work filing taxes for underprivileged families. She was well into her nineties at the time and did it all on computer. I miss you already, Aunty Frances. Thank you for your generous laughter, tenderness, support, strength, and love. They are treasures. xo - Posted by: Susan Rich (Niece) on: Jun 15, 2019

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