Saturday, July 3, 2021
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While living across the country meant fewer opportunities to visit, when we were fortunate to spend time together in-person, her warm nature and wicked sense of humour is what we most love to remember about (Great) Grandma Corbett. When my brother, Ryan, and I were young, she encouraged adventures in the "forest" near the stream in her yard, stuck up for us in front of our parents when mischief arose and kept our spirits (and energy) up with a never-ending supply of home-made cookies, cakes and treats.
While Grandma was not a big traveler, I was so grateful she was able to attend my wedding, along with an extended visit to family out West when her great-granddaughter, Megan, was born. I appreciated how these opportunities allowed us to share our lives with her more fully.
We'll always remember Grandpa and Grandma Corbett's home was where we learned to play cards - where some of the family's youngest members, Megan, Cuyler, Cashe and Chas, chugged root beer and milkshakes while cheating, laughing and carousing well past their bedtimes - and where kids from the Canadian prairies could experience their east-coast extended family's love, laughter and fun-filled antics.
Her delight in connecting with family and wry observations punctuated conversations over the phone, which became more meaningful as she aged.
We were happy her obituary shared that she enjoyed a "little knitting" as a pastime, as we were often the lucky recipients of her hand-made, warm, woolen socks. This inspired a fun family tradition of gifting hers - and other bright, hand-knit 'Crazy Christmas Socks' - to one another during the holidays. To date, we've kept every single pair ... and will continue to wear them with much love for years to come.
-Jennifer, Kevin, Megan and Cuyler Brooks