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Sex: M
Parents
Father: Living Mother: Living
Spouses and Children
1. Living Children: 1. Living 2. LivingLiving
Sex: M
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1. Living Children: 1. Living 2. LivingLiving
Sex: M
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1. Living Children: 1. LivingLiving
Sex: M
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Father: Living Mother: LivingLiving
Sex: F
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1. *Henry Charles Seppings Wright 32,2421 Marriage:Living
Sex: F
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1. LivingMargaret Broderick
Sex: F
Individual Information
Birth Date: Christening: Death: Bef 4 Oct 2023 2536 Burial: Cause of Death:
Spouses and Children
1. *Cornelius Ronayne 53,239 Marriage: Children: 1. Timothy Joseph Ronayne 2. Living 3. LivingMary Brohan
Sex: F
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Birth Date: Christening: Death: Burial: Cause of Death:
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1. *Peter Goss 437 Marriage: Children: 1. Mic Goss 2. Ann Goss 3. Eliza Goss 4. Bridget Goss
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140705:
It isn't clear that Mary is the wife of this Peter Goss but he was the only Peter Goss I had on record so I suspect it was he she married and bore children with.
George Brooke
Sex: M
Individual Information
Birth Date: Cir 1925 - Victoria, British Columbia, Canada 2537 Christening: Death: 22 Feb 2007 - Ladysmith, British Columbia, Canada ( about age 82) 331 Cremation: After 22 Feb 2007 - Ladysmith, British Columbia, Canada Cause of Death:Events
• Occupation: Steam Engineer, 1947.
• Residence: 1947, Midgard, Castlegar, British Columbia, Canada.
• Residence: Neville St., Between 1955 and 1985, Burnaby, British Columbia, Canada.
• Cremation: Ashes Scattered, Feb 2007, Yellow Point, Ladysmith, British Columbia, Canada.
Parents
Father: Living Mother: Living
Spouses and Children
1. *Frances Sweet 593 Marriage: Cir 1947 2537,2538
Notes
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he never had children of his own
Eulogy for George by Chris Morry, his step-grandson at a memorial service at Mermaid Cove, Yellow Point, on Saturday February 24, 2007:
George:
We're here today to say goodbye to George Brooke. Over his life George was a son, brother, husband, uncle, step father, grandfather, greatgrandfather, and friend to many people. To his family he was most often known as Uncle George or papa Georgie, his wife called him Hon or Brookie - and sometimes to his dismay - Georgie Porgy Puddin and Pie.To his friends he was simply George.
Today brings together people who came to know George at different times in his life - his early days in Victoria, his working days in Burnaby and his so-called retirement days in Yellow Point. I'd like to take a few minutes to say some things about each of these periods of hislife and I think I'll start from Yellow Point and work back.
George came to Yellow Point in 1988 to begin his retirement. Of course, retirement is a relative term and George certainly didn't consider it a time to stop working or rest on his laurels. For those of us who knew him here at Mermaid Cove, George was the guy with all the knowledge of how the plumbing worked, the architecture of the dock, the intricacies of small engines and pumps. He knew how to keep an old fashioned oil stove going long past its prime, repair a roof, build dock flotation from scratch, keep paddle boats and outboard motors going - you name it if Mermaid Cove had a problem George was the first stop for ideas, analysis and more often than not the man who did the work. When the dock broke free from its moorings during a storm George was down there dragging logs around, wading up to his chest - in fact it was probably the only time he came close to swimming.
Over the past few years George began to slow down a bit. The body didn't bend so easily or straighten for that matter. He lost an eye to cancer and with it depth perception and the ability to hit a nail as accurately as he used to - it says something about the kind of Gentle Man George was that I don't believe any of the children learned any new and inappropriate words as George's thumb bore the brunt of this ocular limitation. As he got older he was a little slower going up and down the bank and his ability to lie under someone's cottage and fix their plumbing began to slip. He hated and resisted this part of getting old. I think it was only a year or so ago that I last saw him up a ladder checking out the shut off valves on top of the water tanks. But even as his body began to give out he was still the go-to guy for how things worked and how to fix them. I think he enjoyed the thinking through of a problem as much as the fixing of it. It sure seemed that way as we sat through every permutation of what a problem and its possible solutions might be. That time was inevitably well spent.
But I don't want to leave you thinking George simply spent all his time as a professional handy man - though professional he certainly was. He had a social life up here and loved to sit and visit. Many of us thought it odd that he took it upon himself to go round the property collecting the garbage and checking the many water lines. I'm pretty sure it wasn't because he liked doing these things particularly. But it did give him a chance to stop by and visit with the many people who have been coming to stay in the summer for years. Over those years they became good friends. All of us who've spent time here can picture George sitting at the picnic table in front of his house on a hot summer day sharing a drink and a chat with whoever came by. When it came to work parties in the winter or summer George was often the one who made sure we stopped for a break usually in the form of a beer in the afternoon. Beyond Mermaid George loved to spend time with friends at his favourite local pub the Crow and Gate. The famous (around these parts anyway) table number 7 was a place you'd often find George with a rotating but steady group of patrons and publicans who came to share a drink and companionship and who also became George?s friends.
But George had a life before Yellow Point and Mermaid Cove. There are some pictures here that will confirm this but believe me when I say George was a handsome devil in his day - look at the pictures - he really was Clark Cable's better looking brother. A rakish young heart throb who was born to Tommy and Faith and grew up in Victoria, worked at a pool hall and probably got up to a lot of stuff that he never told any of us. Until, that is, he fell in love with an older woman with a teenage daughter.
George met and married my grandmother (Francis) and became my mother's stepfather when my mother was still in high school. He was 15 years younger than Francis so if any of you have been doing the math and wondering how my mother could have a father who died at 82 when she just had her 75th birthday wonder no more.
But age had no effect on their love for each other. George and None were married for 57 years until her death 3 years ago. And the love didn't die with Francis. George loved her till the end of his own days - the night before he died he told one of the nurses how much he missed her. It is good to think that they are together again.
While I won't say that marrying my grandmother forced George to settle down - for those of us who knew her, quite the contrary - but he did decide to leave the pool hall career behind and become a steam engineer. He studied and worked at the same time over many years. My mother married and stayed in Victoria and George and Francis left their small home on Midgard and moved to Vancouver to a duplex in Burnaby where they lived for 30 years. Eventually he ran a steam plant in New Westminster that powered two pulp mills.
My memories of their house in Burnaby on Neville street are of trips to the zoo, sitting on the front steps and having George point out sputnik to me back in the day when it was the only satellite up there. He worked shifts at the plant and so he was often around to spend the day with the kids. He was the picture taker with a 35 mm camera when most people still used Brownings or the new fangled Kodak instamatic.George was the kind of guy who loved family, loved being part of a family and would do anything for any of us. While he never had children of his own he had us and we all thought of him as our grandfather, uncle and great grandfather - 7 grandchildren, 17 great children and many many nieces, nephews and all of their kids. Uncle George as we called him was always there for us when we were growing up. We went to stay at his and Francis' house often and some of my best childhood memories come from those visits to Neville St. He took us on outings when we were kids and listened (without obvious judgement) to our problems when we got into teenage troubles. He was a caring, gentle and loving grandfather.
He was a central part of our family - a pillar that will be missed. He has been a part of my life for 51 years - not something many can say about a grandparent. For all of us he was an affable easy going guy but one whose easy going nature hid an underlying strength - the kind that takes for better or worse in a marriage absolutely seriously, the kind who is always ready to help with a job if it needs doing, the kind who stood by family and friends with certainty - the kind of guy that you knew would be there no matter what.
We'll miss you George. You wanted your ashes down at the point with my dad's and Francis'. Your spirit remains in all of us who knew you and in this place and the lives you touched.
So I guess the sun's high enough over the yard arm to suggest we all drink a toast to a life well lived and a man who made all our lives better for knowing him.
To George
Living
Sex: M
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1. Living Children: 1. George Brooke
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