This memorial is dedicated to one of the best men that had ever lived, he is my brother. Patrick was known for his kindness, and willingness to help people when they needed him. He has helped me through some very hard times in my life and I am very grateful to have had the opportunity to be a part of his short life. I love him very much and want him to be remembered by all, as a wonderful man who felt a lot of pain (emotionally)at the time of his death, which makes me feel incredible pain. Here is a poem that I wrote especially for patrick. I hope that his friends as well as family will remember Pat forever and keep him close to their hearts. I love you bro! and it will never be the same without you. You are an angel, and God must have wanted you close to Him, because you were so good. Now you can rest with Ruth and Dad, and be together forever. You are in the best place anyone could possibly be, you're with your loved ones and our God, who I know will keep you safe and happy. Thanks for being such a wonderful person, I will remember you always, I love you and miss you, here is your poem that I made just for you.

I want you to know!

A brief moment of darkness was all that I knew,
Before heaven's gate came into my view.
Loved ones and friends I had missed for many years,
Welcomed me with open arms and many happy tears.
All the hurt, fear and pain that I had ever known,
Is gone from my life, I am finally home.
I gazed upon the Lord's sweet smiling face,
And for the first time in my life, i knew and felt his grace.
I know that you miss me, but..please dry your eyes.
I will always be watching and loving you from my home in the sky.
A cool breeze on your face, a touch of light rain,
I will send as a reminder that we will be reunited again.
Life on earth is but one brief moment in time,
I am finally home, eternity's mine!
I love you big bro, I hope to see you again real soon.
You are too loved and missed to ever be forgotten.

Sleep with the angels! Love always your little sister,
Courtney Laine Scott

Joan Hazel Yaffe was born in Mumbles, Swansea, South Wales on October 27, 1924 passed away peacefully on January 7, 1995 after a long and painful battle with emphysema. Joan was a veteran of the CWAC stationed at CMHQ, Lo ndon England and a member of Port Moody Royal Canadian Legion Branch 119. She is survived by her loving husband of 52 years, Lou. She was predeceased by her beloved daughter, Susie in 1992. She also leaves to remember her with love; daughters, Lynne(Rob) and Jan (Paul); sons, Dave (Carole), Peter (Barbara) and Steve n (Angie), and Susie's husband, Norman Gelpke. She also leaves two granddaughte rs, Kim and Kirsten, five grandsons, Ryan, Cris, Casey, Danny and David and one great grandson, Curtis. There will be no funeral service at her request. After cremation, Lou will take her ashes home to Wales where her heart has remained since she arrived in Canada in 1946. A family memorial service will be held at a later date. The family wishes to acknowledge the care and compassion over the last several years by her physician, Dr. Brian Monks. He was always there when she needed him, and we thank him. Mom, we'll miss your smiling face and outrageous sense of humour, but we all know you are now in a better place and at last no longer suffering. Till we meet again ...

Lou Yaffe, born November 6, 1921, passed away peacefully in Eagleridge Hospital on April 1, 1997 after a short but painful battle with cancer. Lou was a veteran of WWII after having proudly served his country with the Queen's Own Rifles in Britain and Northwest Europe from 1940-45. He was predeceased by his beloved wife, Joan, in 1995 and by his beautiful daughter "Susie" Gelpke in 1992. He also leaves to remember him with love, daughters Lynne (Rob) and Jan (Paul); sons Dave (Carole), Peter (Barb) and Steven (Angie) and Susie's husband, Norman Gelpke. He also leaves two granddaughters Kim and Kirsten; 5 grandsons Ryan, Cris, Casey, Danny and David. "G.G." will be fondly remembered by great-grandchildren Curtis and Jessica. Lou was always eager to help others and volunteered unselfishly over the years to Boy Scouts of Canada, S.P.C.A. and most recently to the New Westminster Community Police Service. The family wishes to extend a special thanks to Dr. Brian Monks and to the wonderful staff at C2B, Eagleridge Hospital for their care and compassion during Dad's illness. An Elk's memorial service was held on April 5, 1997 at 2:00 p.m. at the Elk's Hall, 54-6th Street, New Westminster. In lieu of flowers, the family requests that donations be made to the Elk's Purple Cross Fund or to Crossroads Hospice, c/o Eagleridge Hospital, Port Moody, B.C., Canada.

nunca te olvidaremos y siempre estaras en nuestros corazones te queremos

My brother Cheng pass away three days after his birthday. He died of gunshot wounds, he and his went to Stockton to vist some of their friends and they went to see some girls. When they got to their friend's house,they were on their friend's porch and they were still getting information to come back to Chico so all the suddenly fired a gunshots so everybody ran in the house and after the gunshots had stop they didn't see my brother so they went out the door and they saw my brother. My brother's friend pick him up and tell him to let's get up and go but he didn't get up. I miss my brother a lot and I wish I knew who the killer was, so he can rest in peace. Nobody knew who the killer was because when they shots my brother and them they hid behind the trees and it was dark too, nobody saw them.

Our beloved father, grand father Yang RuKai passed away in peace 3:00pm, January 15th, 2009, at the hospital in Beijing China at age of 85.
He had been struggled with multiple diseases and gotten sicker for about a month.
He is survived by his wife, daughters, son and sons in law and 3rd generations.
He was a very nice gentleman and love his profession - education, and he had put great enthusiastism toward his every works.
He also loved his family with great care to everyone and worked restlessly. He had shown us how to love; how live and how to work. He had never raised his voice but he knew the best way to communicate. We can only understand him better after his passed away – that is he had shown us the integrity, honesty and passionate and how to act as a Chinese.
We will remember him forever in our hearts. His legacy and teaching will guide us in the future.

Mother, Grandmother (to me), Great Grandmother, and Great-Great Grandmother, Hazel was a kind woman with a heart of gold who loved fiercely and lived the hell out of life for as long as she was able. We all miss her, and if there's any kind of a just, reasonable afterlife, we all hope to be with her again. We love you, Rosie!

John, It has been two years since you left. I am so sorry you had to suffer. I am glad I was there when you passed, it has helped me to cope. I still miss you terribly. Your girls, Angela, Courtney and Brittany are getting so big. You would be so proud. I seen Jaime the other day and she looks like you too. You will always be my cousin but even more than that you were my brother. My best friend. I could always talk to you and now that is lost. We will meet again someday. Please watch over us til then. Love you and miss you! Tricia

Though you're no longer with us, we will forever remember all the wonderful times that we've spent together. You will always have a special place in our hearts.

Molly is survived by:
Sisters:Ena and Audrey
Brother-in-Law:Patrick
Brother:Chas
Sister-in-Law:Olivia
Nephews:Jason, Jerome and Julian
Nieces:Michele, Sylvia and Fiona

dear daddy if tears could build a stairway to heaven i would be there with you. i am your little girl and you are my whole world i cry each tear and only wish you were so close and near daddy daddy please dont cry i am gonna be with you by your side and if that bell doesnt ring true i am gonna die loving you on july 11,2007 daddys little girl lost her father due to colon cancer i miss him so much and most of all i miss his loving touch love daddys little girl

I'm Free
Don't grieve for me, for now, I'm free. I'm following the Path God laid for me. I took his hand when I heard him call. I turned my back and left it all. I could not stay another day. To laugh, to love, to work or play. Tasks undone must stay that way. I found that peace at the close of day. If that parting has left a void. Then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Ah yes, these things I too will miss. Be not burdened with times of sorrow. I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. My life's been full, I've savored much, Good friends, good times, A loved one's touch. Perhaps my time seemed all to brief. Don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your hearts and share with me. God wanted me now: He Set Me Free. (Author UnKnown) Shon; we didn't want you to go so soon! We wanted you on earth longer. I feel so bad that i couldn't see more things I could of done to help you! I loved you so much! And still Love you! My heart still aches for you all the time. It has been 7 months. And It is so hard for it to sink in that you are really gone. I really thought you would never leave me. I loved you so much! It hurts so bad. I miss your smile, I miss those beautiful blue eyes and blonde hair. I miss hearing your voice when you walked in the room! You made me grin from ear to ear! You were always so funny! I Just miss You! I Know God has a special angel in heaven. Til we meet again! To the dad Tanner never had! We miss You!! Kodi And Tanner

To Our Beloved Mum, Wife Of The Late Joseph Henry Yates, Reunited Together, God Bless You Mum, All Our Love, Your Four Boys,Frank,Joseph(jnr),Paul,&Peter

You don't know me, I'm your great nephew...They say you were a gambler on the Titanic, but no-one knows for sure...If it's possible will you let us know what really happened to you ??? Jack

To our beloved Dad,You were always there for your four boys God Bless You Dad Rest In Piece xxxx

Born in San Francisco as Mary Ellen Ainsworth, daughter of Howard Stanislaus and Jessie, brother of Theodore ("Ted"). In the late 1920s Mary travelled with her mother to England. This was to pursue Jessie Anthony's calling to the Mazdaznan movement, which followed the teachings of Dr Otoman Zar-Adhusht Ha'nish. Despite moving as an infant, Mary retained vivid memories of her time in San Francisco. Mary first attended school at the newly-founded Frensham Heights school in Surrey, later Matlock Baths in Derbyshire. She also lived in Shipley, Yorkshire and Swinton, Manchester. In August 1943, Mary married Gordon Kenneth Yates and set up home in Cardiff, Wales. There were three sons of this marriage - Richard, Timothy and Robin. Unfortunately, Mary and Gordon separated in 1959 and Mary and her three sons moved to Deganwy in North Wales to set up home with Grandma Jessie ( " Dan Dan " ). Here Mary remained for the second half of her life. She was a devoted daughter to Jessie - nursing her through the closing years of her life ( she died on 28 December 1981 ). It was also a remarkable achievement to raise three boys almost single-handedly - particularly in those days. In addition to her three sons, Mary showed much love for her daughters-in-law Andrea Susan, Susan Jennifer and Rhiannon; her grandchildren Alex ( who sadly died in 1992 ), Lee, Natalie and Donna and her great-granddaughter Sofeena. She also loved her two dogs Toby and Ben. At the age of 78 years Mary died as a result of heart failure. The last few years had not been easy for her as her eyesight had also begun to fail quite badly. She would be the first to now acknowledge, with gratitude, her release from the difficulties and frustrations of recent times. It is just for the rest of us to suffer now, we miss her greatly. ( Anyone wishing further information, please e-mail the writer: archieyat@aol.com )

There is so much in life that is dismal, dreary and dull. Fortunately for us all, you were anything but. You were so witty and funny. I wish you had known how much you were admired and liked by thousands of real people, people who matter. It might have made a difference in the darker moments. Enjoy those blue skies from now on, hon. Nothing but blue skies. With much love, Ali Lister.