ALMA BERNICE STANBRA -

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ALMA BERNICE STANBRA 1915 - 2002 It is with deep sadness the family announces the peaceful passing of Alma Stanbra on May 11, 2002 at St. Boniface Hospital at the age of 86. Alma was born on September 15, 1915 in Tuberose, SK. She married Stanley Stanbra June 21, 1941 in Winnipeg. They celebrated 50 years of marriage in 1991 just prior to Stans passing August 18, 1991. Besides her husband Stan, she was predeceased by her parents, Frank and Rosa Boyer; sister Myrtle (Cyril) Capling; brothers, Orville and Ray; brothers-in-law, Norman, Stanbra, Neil Stanbra, Earle Williams, Al Stonhouse, Arnold Thingstad and Don Austin. Alma will be lovingly remembered by son Brian (Ann Lee) Queensborough, ON; daughter Kathy (George) Anderson, Winnipeg Beach; son David (Vera), Fort Myers, FL. Also left with fond memories of their grandmother are Gregory (Shae Lynn) Stanbra, Forest, ON, Richard Stanbra, Ottawa, Stephanie (Ken) MacNeill, Ottawa, Jeff Anderson, Orangeville, ON, Scott (Wendy) Anderson, Calgary, Marcy Anderson, Calgary, Erica and Monica Stanbra, Ft. Myers, FL, Andrea Watkins, North Carolina and Ryan Watkins, Tampa, FL. She also leaves behind three special great-grandchildren, Taylor, Ottawa, Trafford and Quaid, Calgary. Alma is also survived by sister Nola Boyer, Toronto; brother Glen (Lois) Boyer, Kyle, SK; sisters-in-law, Edna Stonhouse, BC, Orla (Stan) Racher, Brandon, Joyce Williams, Balmoral, Myrtle Austin, Sarnia, Donna Stanbra, Winnipeg; brother-in-law Harold (Helene) Stanbra, Teulon; and several nieces and nephews. Special thanks to Dr. Sarah Kredentser for all her care and compassion and the staff of A6 and all her home care workers. A memorial service will be held on Saturday, May 18 at 11:00 a.m. at St. Philips Anglican Church, 240 Tache Ave., (Eugenie Street), St. Boniface, with Rev. Greg Clark officiating. Should friends desire donations in Almas memory may be made to the Heart and Stroke Foundation, 301-352 Donald St., Winnipeg, MB R3B 2H8. 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 the 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 must all 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 sorrows in doing good deeds, Miss me - but let me go. "Rest in peace Mom" NEIL BARDAL INC. 949-2200

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on May 17, 2002