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Gladys Joyce (Kortan) Morry
Aunt
Gladys was one of those self-sacrificing war brides who gave up her home and
family and moved to Canada (at first to Newfoundland) with her new husband
shortly after the Armistice. But for her these sacrifices were only a first
indication of her love and dedication to her husband. For many years until her
death she was the guardian angel of Uncle Reg through many health problems. It
came as a shock to all of us that she herself would succumb as she had never
given any indication of her own frailty even at the age of 80. The
words of Uncle Reg and her son Kirk at her funeral give some indication of the
kind of person we have lost.
The War Years
Gladys
Joyce Kortan ca 1945
Uncle Reg's remembrances:
"I first met Gladys at Cable and Wireless on the Thames
Embankment early in 1945. She worked as a tele-stenographer on messages
dispatched from world-wide. She received and helped to decode them and
reported same as required. She worked in the dungeons underground.
She was a beautiful young girl and extremely pleasant.
After some months we married and had a wonderful 60 years."
A Life
full of Troubles and Hardship...and Love
"During those years we underwent toil, suffering, family
loss, illness and privations, as so many others did."
"Gladys, you stayed beside me and I realised that many
years ago. I pray that your pay back time has arrived at last.
God will bless you for your grace, love and respect.
Sad and lonely,
Reg."
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Son's Reflections on his Mother
Reg & Kirk Morry, Ottawa, 1959
"The following are just words that fall far short
in describing what my mother was and always will be to me:
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Mother - Always and Forever |
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Loving - Timeless and Unconditional |
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Patient - Endless |
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Mender of Childhood Hurts - Mercurochrome, Band-Aids,
Hugs |
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Life Guide - Wisdom, Compassion, Choices |
Kirk, 2007
Mom, I thank you for my beliefs and who I am, which were
derived from our many talks over breakfast before school, remember?
You did a great job making sure that I grew up with
strong family values and that I did not wander too far down a harmful
path.
Thinking of you always until we are together again,
your loving son,
Kirk
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