Mrs. Teresa R. Frerichs

In loving memory of Teresa Rose Frerichs, born January 1st, 1926 at Denzil, Sask., and passed away on September 12th, 2012 at the age of 86 years, at the Biggar Diamond Lodge. Left to cherish her memory are her sons Larry, Wayne (Marion) and Lyle (Bev) all of Turtle Lake, Sask., her daughter Darlene “Sue” Ridalls (Trevor) of Bickleign, Sask., and her daughter-in-law Valerie Frerichs of Rosetown, Sask.; also ten grandchildren, fifteen and counting great-grandchildren, several brothers and sisters, and numerous nieces and nephews. Terry was predeceased by her husband Ralph and eldest son Kenneth both in 2001. A celebration of Terry’s Life was held on Monday, September 17th, 2012 at Clements Funeral Chapel in Rosetown, Sask., interment followed at the Rosetown Cemetery. Lunch was held at the Legion Hall. Memorial Donations in memory of Terry Frerichs may be made to the Rosetown & District Health Foundation Building Fund. The Family would like to take this time the thank the Biggar Diamond Lodge Staff, the Rosetown Hospital Staff, “The Girls” at homecare and Simone and Penny at Clements Funeral Home for their help and assistance. Clements Rosetown Funeral Home was entrusted with the arrangements.

Today we say goodbye to someone whose love was and is so important in our lives.

Grandma was a very special person and we will all remember her for who she was to each of us. I’m sure everyone here today has something to share on how my grandmother touched your life. Keep those memories close and forever in your minds and hearts.

I was very close to grandma and she was very special to me too. I will always remember the little things, like the first thing I had to do when I visited her in the hospital was comb her hair…then we could talk, her painted fingernails and how much she loved her A&W.

We all know grandma as a very stubborn, strong willed lady. With raising five kids she needed to be tough. Those kids were always getting into everything and trying to cause trouble. Even right up to the end those boys would tease her and give her grief, but she would just give it right back. She was never afraid to speak her mind. She was feisty and would always say it like it is. I think there are a lot of us who she passed this down to, including me.

Then there was the softer side of grandma who loved and laughed with us. When I asked my son what he remembered about Grandma he told me “her smile”. She was always in a good mood and was always happy to see you when you went to visit or hear from you when you called. I never saw her any happier than when she was talking about or was with her great grandchildren. She would just light up and they brought a new life to her, always laughing and enjoying every minute.

As a child I remember spending a few weeks in the summer at grandma’s I was also fortunate to be able to visit her when we came to Rosetown on the weekends. Christmas was always my favorite when we got together when we got together at grandma’s. All of us cousins would like to play in the basement where the deepfreeze was conveniently located. I wonder if grandma ever noticed that after those visits when she went to the freezer that she was suddenly short on cookies and butter tarts.

When I think about the things grandma enjoyed and did every day. I think about country music. I know she knew as much or more about each of those singers lives as our own. She watched those videos and clips about each of them. Some of you may have even seen the picture she took of her TV screen to remember those moments. Crocheting was another favorite when she was younger and able to do it. There are many dollies and table clothes out there in everyone’s home. Grandma independence was very important to her. She was always determined to do everything herself, that determination and stubbornness showed in place like…Errands that required a trip downtown in her car, when completed were not just scratched off her list but somewhere on the car too. Then when she got stuck in her kitchen sink and couldn’t get down while trying cleaning the curtains. Even right up to the end I had witnessed many arguments between her and the nurses in the hospital. I was actually given a quote of what had been said during an argument with a nurse about taking her medication. She just spoke up and said, “I can’t help it if my fist jumps up every time you open your mouth.” Once again, she speaks her mind and tells it as it is.

We remember her hope, for each of us, that we would find happiness in our lives, that we would grow to be good and loving people. We know that she was not disappointed in any of us. In that we come together today and remember her.

We love you, Grandma. We will miss you. And we will always remember you.

Coralene