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SUSAN WIPF On Wednesday, December 16, 2015, Susie passed away with her family at her side. She leaves to mourn, her husband Ron Orvis and numerous family and friends. Susie was born and lived her life in Winnipeg. She graduated from St. Johns High and went on to obtain her Bachelor of Arts and a degree in Recreational Therapy. She took great pride and joy in helping others. Susie enjoyed their cabin in Grand Marais. She and Ronnie spent many happy years there and always welcomed family and friends. She loved the beach. Susie had a passion for learning. She loved school. She had many hobbies and enjoyed gifting people with her paintings. The family would like to thank everyone who helped care for Susie. We would especially like to thank the staff at Concordia Hospital ICU for their great care and compassion. A Memorial Service celebrating Susie's life will be held on December 22, 2015 at 10:00 a.m. at Cropo Funeral Chapel, 1442 Main St. CROPO FUNERAL CHAPEL 204-586-8044
As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Dec 19, 2015
Condolences & Memories (2 entries)
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Remembering the good times well spent with you Susie... Forever in my heart. Love you always, B. - Posted by: Barbara Hales (Old friend) on: Jun 21, 2020
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It was funny how Susie and I found out we were related. A bunch of us girls formed a friendship on our morning commute (by bus) to work. One day Susie came on the bus stating there was a murder at the Bell Hotel that her uncle owned -- I said, "Your UNCLE? That's my uncle, too". So, all this time when we were chatting on the bus, neither of us had a clue that we were related. She told me she was Joanie's daughter, and I think I replied, "Oh, you're kidding? Gee, you got your mom's good looks", ('cause Joanie was SO attractive and so was/is Susie.) She was a very friendly and very likable person; such a shame; she passed too young, but now she gets to see her mom and dad and hopefully she'll say "Hi" to my dad for me, too. My deepest condolences and prayers to all her family. Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away to the next room. I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, That, we still are. Call me by my old familiar name. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effect. Without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same that it ever was. There is absolute unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you. For an interval. Somewhere. Very near. Just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before only better, infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together with Christ. Henry Scott Holland - Posted by: Janice Lynne (Guessing distant cousin) on: Dec 19, 2015
