Au Centre d'hébergement de Loretteville, le 11 juin 2021, à l’âge de 86 ans et 7 mois, est décédée madame Andrée Rochette, épouse de feu monsieur Patrick Turpin, fille de feu madame Marie-Jeanne Morisette et de feu monsieur Donat Rochette. Elle demeurait à Québec.
Elle laisse dans le deuil ses enfants : Gary (Lucy Ann Schwarz), feu Daniel (Hélène Fillion), Janet (feu Roger Nadeau); ses petits-enfants : Patrick, Catherine, Sarah, Jean-François et Isabelle; sa sœur feu Denise Rochette, ses beaux-frères et belles-sœurs de la famille Turpin ainsi que de nombreux neveux, nièces, cousins, cousins, parents et ami(e)s.
La famille recevra les condoléances, en présence des cendres, à la
Coopérative funéraire des Deux Rives
Centre funéraire de Charlesbourg
7335, boul. Henri-Bourassa
Québec (Qc) G1H 3E5
le dimanche 27 juin 2021, de 13 h 30 à 15 h 15. Une liturgie de la Parole sera célébrée au salon le même jour à 15 h 30.
My condolences my dear cousins. Tante Dedee is at peace and no longer in pain, in Heaven with her sister Denyse, and Nanny and Grandpapa and Danny. May her memory be for a blessing as we think of only the happy times we shared with her at Lac Saint-Joseph. Surely that is where Heaven is.
Nous pensons à vous durant ces temps difficiles. On se rappelle du bon temps à Fossambault. Nos sympathies.
Le soleil s'est couché sur une vie bien remplie mais il continue de briller dans le jardin des souvenirs. Il est difficile de trouver les mots pour traduire ce que l'on ressent en pareille circonstance, mais sachez que nous sommes avec vous en pensée et que nous vous offrons nos plus sincères condoléances. Nous gardons un très beau souvenir de Mme Rochette que nous avons côtoyé au CHSLD de Loretteville en rendant visite à notre maman Mme Rolande Bard.
Afin de vous aider à oublier ces heures tristes, puissent nos pensées vous apporter réconfort et sérénité.
Toute mes sympathies à la famille, je garde de merveilleux souvenirs d'Andrée.
Nos condoléances et nos pensées sont avec vous en ces moments difficiles.
Paule vallieres et Jean LeBrun
Bonjour ex-voisin.e du lac!
Votre mère est décédé le jour de l'anniversaire de feu la mienne... Qu'il est difficile de perdre sa mère, et avec elle la personne qui a été le témoin privilégié et l'actrice principale de notre enfance... Je vous offre mes sincères condoléances ainsi qu'aux autres membres de votre famille. Malheureusement je ne pourrai me rendre au salon dimanche. J'en suis désolée. Sachez que je garde un bon souvenir de votre mère avec qui j'allais jaser littérature de temps en temps quand je la devinais assise à la fenêtre du salon. Bon courage en ces moments difficiles. Au plaisir de vous recroiser un de ces jours.
Silvie
My deepest sympathies to you both. I learned the sad news last week. I had tried to contact you, Gary, through Le Foyer, for news on your Mother, but my message must not have reached you.
I truly loved your mother and our weekly chats before and during the Bingo, and have honestly missed spending time with her through this trying time…
She was a shining star in my life. I will not forget her, and that sweet smile, the way her eyes twinkled when we laughed together!
You now have an angel in Heaven watching over you. God bless you and yours.
I have my fond memories of her, she has a place in my heart!
Mary
Gary, I only learned of your mom’s death yesterday: one of my friends at the Centre d’hébergement de Lorretteville contacted me via Messenger. You mom was a remarkable, wonderful woman and person, Gary. It was a privilege for me to know her for a couple of years, usually in your company. She was such a sensitive, loving person. I sincerely adored all the brief conversations the three of us had together while I was tending to the flowerbed.
I know how much she loved the rosebush I’d planted in the flowerbed two years ago. She often commented on it even though it never produced a lot of roses (too much shade in the morning). This spring, I transplanted it near the huge tree in front in the hope that it would produce an abundance of roses for your mom, Gary. I did that with her in mind because she was the only person who noticed the rosebush tucked away at the back of the flowerbed. Sadly, Andrée won’t be there to see it and that saddens me. But who can say, Gary, maybe she’ll see it just the same. I know I'll think of her everytime I see it in flower.
Gary, in addition knowing your mom, I got to know many of the other residents at the Centre over the past six years or so. Some of the families were very supportive, stopping by regularly to spend some time with their father/mother/sister/brother/spouse. Many, many residents had hardly any visitors—or none at all. I can tell you that I know of no one who was more supportive than you, Gary. For Andrée, you were like a huge comforter that we wrap ourselves in on a cold winter night. When you were there next to her, your mom felt loved, she felt safe, she felt cared for. Andrée knew deep sadness, more than most women know, but she also had the unconditional love of a son who stood with her through calm and stormy seas. You presence and commitment gave your mom a profound sense that her life had meaning and purpose. That’s a lot, Gary. Remarkable woman. Remarkable son.
Pour vous, belle Matante. xoxo
Enjoy your cruise mommy you sure deserve it!
