Tuesday, May 5, 2026
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Today, my heart is full of gratitude for the life of my Aunt Marion, though I can’t help but feel a blend of laughter and tears. Born on December 11, 1936, before Canada made history by welcoming Newfoundland, she entered this world with a quiet sweetness that was as memorable as her famous fundraising church card game sandwiches.
At 19, she married Uncle Ned—who, as we all know was head over heels in love with her as she was with him. The knot was tied on September 5, 1956, right around the time I was figuring out the whole being-an-infant thing. Aunt Marion and Uncle Ned shared an intuitive connection, both with warm hearts and open doors on Second Avenue that crafted countless cherished childhood memories for so many family and neighbourhood families.
Aunt Marion was the heart of many gatherings, especially when it came to fundraising for All Hallows Parish alongside her dear sister-in-laws, Aunt Isobelle and Aunt Jean. From card games to bingo nights in the school gymnasium, Aunt Marion was at the center of it all. Father Boone once remarked that the church and the priest's rectory simply wouldn’t exist without her, Jean and Isobelle’s tireless fundraising efforts. We can all agree her contributions extended far beyond the spiritual—she could whip up a sandwich or cookie platter faster than you could blink!
There’s a saying in our Buckle family: I lived in Steady Brook but grew up in Corner Brook. It was a tag-team lifestyle, jumping between the warmth of family homes on Second Avenue, Edinburgh Avenue, Hillcrest Road, Doves Road, and out to Grand Falls, sharing holidays full of laughter and love. Aunt Marion played a crucial role in choreographing this unique dance of closeness through my childhood.
Let’s not forget Aunt Marion’s unwavering faith! She didn’t just attend Mass; she practically had a reserved seat with Uncle Ned, showing up in their pew like clockwork. Over the years each Sunday, they would bring the gifts to the altar at Mass, a beautiful testament to their faith and commitment to the church. Her graceful example ingrained our Christian Catholic faith into our family culture.
Now, for a little chuckle from her sister, who recently shared a delightful secret with us. Aunt Marion had a soft spot for visiting casinos, but true to her frugal nature, she limited herself to just $20. Once that was gone, she’d exit gracefully, leaving us wondering if she was more drawn to the thrill of the game or the chance to laugh at the spectacle of it all- fun and laughter that could fill a room brighter than any jackpot.
As we bid farewell to Aunt Marion, let’s remember her love, compassion, and steadfast faith in God, which created a legacy that unites us all. She danced through our lives, showering us with sparkling memories that will forever warm our hearts. Her gentle spirit will undoubtedly remain with us as a family.
Rest in peace, Aunt Marion. We will miss you dearly, but we are eternally thankful for your love. Thank you for guiding us, for every hug, every cookie platter, and every radiant moment of your life. May you continue to watch over us and guide us with your light.