Rosie "Rose" Brown (née George)

Rosie and I were good friends from the day we met at WDHS. We reunited at the summer reunions held at the park in Waterford and our husbands, Don and Van, became friends there. Thanks to Christina Kurzyna’s hospitality, many good times were held in July at the park and at the Erie Beach Hotel at PortDover with Wilbert and Marlene Long, Frank and Donna Haviland Bowland, the Stachnyk girls, Chris and Ron Vince, Bob Parlarge(sp?),Van and I and Rosie and Don!!
Alas, the years have caught up with us but we have our good memories!
I’ll never forget Rosie’s good humour and giggle!! Rest in peace my dear!!

You were my first teacher at Featherston Drive after I moved from Hawthorn in 1973. You were amazed at my show and tell stuff that my grandparents and uncle brought me back from places like South Africa, Norway and wherever his business travels took them. You were a very cool lady.

Mrs. Brown was my Senior Kindergarten teacher at Featherston Drive Public School in the mid-80s. I still remember that wonderful smile, and how kind and caring she was. Mrs. Brown and my mother kept in touch over the years, and she even attended my wife’s bridal shower. I’m very sad to hear of her passing, and I will continue to think of her often, and fondly. I know she had a positive impact on many, many young people over the years. I will miss her.

My dear Aunt Rose
I was in my garden this morning tending to my roses ... and I thought of you .
Like a gardener tending to flowers , you tended to your family. You were always there caring for your brothers when they and their families needed you most; always offering your support and checking on their care .
Uncle Jim, Uncle Bill, Uncle Joe , Uncle Fred, Uncle Frank, and of course , my Dad Charlie.
Even though the distance was far, you and Uncle Don always managed a yearly visit to check in on him and share coffee and some of his home baked cookies .He loved those times and I always appreciated your kindness.
When his health was failing at 92 and he moved to assisted living, your almost daily phone calls helped me get through the almost impossible days
Remembering our phone calls...we never missed a birthday or anniversary or Christmas. We talked for an hour or more ( sometimes to the length that we'd have to change phones as the charge was running low) sharing our thoughts and catching up on family happenings. I can't begin to tell you just how much I am going to miss those conversations. Sometimes it was just silly girl talk ... moments shared by two blood related women that that seem to truly and profoundly connect .
You were the only daughter amongst a sea of brothers.. but I think that you were the anchor.
I was in my garden this morning tending to my roses ...and I thought of you .

I was sad to hear of Aunt Rose’s passing - my wife Anna and I had hoped to visit with her and Uncle Don when next we travelled to Ottawa. Alas, we always think that there is time left to visit with family, but we delude ourselves. I did not know Aunt Rose very well - we never met her until later in life. The times that we did spend with her and Uncle Don were really enjoyable and, despite our limited contact, I have very fond memories of Aunt Rose. It was nice to try to piece together some of our family history seen through the eyes of my dad’s (Uncle John) siblings - but sadly another door has closed on our family. Our thoughts are not only with Aunt Rose - the bright, intelligent, caring, amiable person that she was - but also with Uncle Don who has lost his life partner. Thinking of you both.

Mrs Brown taught both our daughters at Featherston Public School (JK) in 1984/86. How lucky we were that their introduction to school was with such an amazing teacher. My parents became Santa and Mrs Claus for the class for over 10 years. We kept in touch and invited her and Don to our cottage. The girls hadn’t seen her in years and made the comment “we always thought you were so tall.” Anyone whose life was touched by Rose Brown was truly blessed.