Obituary of Angela Flynn

 

BRIDGETOWN, NS — Angela Flynn, a long-time resident of the Cambridge area, died Friday the ninth of November, 2018 peacefully at Mountain Lea Lodge, Bridgetown, NS six days short of her 88th birthday.

Born November 15, 1930 in Deerlake, Newfoundland, she was one of 12 children born to Bridget and Patrick Flynn, both deceased.

Angela lived a very full, contented life and is survived by 4 of her 5 children; Cecilia (husband Hilary Brenton), Newfoundland, Ronald Lindhorst (wife Liberia Santos) of Ontario, Gerarda (Anderson) of Ontario and Rosanne, (husband Steve Dornan) of Nova Scotia. At the time of her death, she was blessed with many grandchildren and great-grandchildren, all of who will miss her incredible sense of humour and gentle, giving spirit.

Angela moved to “Canada” at the age of 16 and resided most of her life in Cambridge. She was fiercely independent and was always ready to discuss current events, especially politics and world events.

She is predeceased by siblings, Dorothy, Jack, Fabian, Francis and Clement, Monika and Genevieve. She was the oldest living of siblings, Sara (Cambridge, ON), Patrick (Deerlake, NF), Winnifred (Cornwall, ON) and Madonna (Breslau, ON).

She will be sadly missed by all who knew and loved her.

Memorial gifts may be made to Mountain Lea Lodge, 170 Church Street, Bridgetown, NS  B0S 1C0 in lieu of flowers.

Kaulbach Family Funeral Home, Bridgetown, NS, has been entrusted with arrangements.

A Steadfast Heart….

I’ve dreamed many dreams that never came true and I’ve seen them all vanish at dawn,

I’ve realized enough of my dreams, thank God, to make me want to dream on…

I’ve prayed many prayers when no answer came, though I’ve waited patient and long,

But answers have come to enough of my prayers to make me want to keep praying on…

I’ve trusted many a friend that has failed and left me to weep all alone,

But I’ve found enough of my friends’ true blue, to make me keep trusting on…

I’ve sown many seeds that fell by the way for the birds to feed upon,

But I’ve held enough golden sheaves in my hands to make me keep sowing on…

I’ve drained the cup of disappointment and pain and have gone many days without song,

But I’ve sipped enough nectar from the roses of life, to make me want to live on…

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