OBITUARY

Ulva Braden

December 11, 1934July 3, 2019

Passed away peacefully on Wednesday, July 3, 2019 at Riverview Manor in her 85th year. Beloved wife of the late Orvel Edgar Braden. Dear sister to Margaret Greenwood and Winona Bombay. Sadly missed by nieces and nephews. Predeceased by her parents Archibald and Muriel Greenwood (nee-Watson). Visitation will be held on Sunday, July 7, 2019 from 2:00 – 2:45 p.m. with a funeral service to follow at 3:00 p.m. at the NORTHVIEW COMMUNITY CHURCH, 1000 Fairbairn Street. Memorial donations to the Northview Community Church would be appreciated. Online condolences may be made at www.comstockkaye.com

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Ulva Braden

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Scott Camball

July 8, 2019

Ulva will be missed. Me and my brothers, Mark and Daniel, always enjoyed all the dinners, board games and playing with the poodles whenever we visited Peterborough.

Jacqui Buick

July 7, 2019

My condolences to the family. Ulva was an extraordinary woman and example for me . I have so many beautiful memories that impacted my life in a positive way. I always said Ulva and Orville where like Kids and Kam and PB&J...can't have one without the other. I am forever thankful. Ulva taught me to husk corn at her corn roasts at the cottage, and to water tube, I wasn't great at the water skiing but she had me try. Some of the BEST Christmas' were with your family. That's where I became addicted to pickled beets, gerken pickles and olives. Let's not forget the pinatas . I remember going to Ulva 's for Princess Anne's Royal Wedding at 5 am. Ulva made an amazing breakfast as we celebrated. When my dad had his MI Ulva and Orville would take us to visit at the Civic and on Sundays would have us over for lunch. They told funny jokes that I still tell to this day. The most beautiful people where love lived. Ulva Rest in Power with our Lord knowing that you did well thou good and faithful servant. Xo

Stephen Buick

July 7, 2019

Your Father was a gracious gentleman who was always considerate and kind. I only met Mrs. Bombay a few times, but I know how much my parents liked and respected the Bombay family. Ulva was the product of a loving home; a home with faith at its centre. Our Lord said, “freely, ye have received, freely give.” And so when I think of Ulva, Orvel, and the Greenwoods, I cannot help but reflect on how much they freely gave to those around them.

We know the adage, “It takes a village to raise a child,” but that is an adage at risk of becoming a cliché. I am deeply conscious of what I owe to the wonderful people of the village who contributed to my upbringing, especially at Dublin Street. People like Ulva and Orvel Braden, Archie and Muriel Greenwood, Ruby Foy, David Kennedy, Margaret Cantwell, and Gladys Asling. As the writer of the epistle to the Hebrews reminds us, “Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.” (Hebrews 12.1).

It is not possible for us to join you on Sunday as you honour Ulva’s life, but be assured of our presence in spirit. You are in our thoughts and in our prayers as we look to that day when God shall wipe away all tears from our eyes and we are reunited, at last, in His kingdom.

O that with yonder sacred throng,
We at His feet may fall;
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all!

Stephen Buick

July 7, 2019

When my father had a heart attack, my mother spent the days at the hospital. My mother did not drive, so the trips to and from the hospital were a chore. As children, we maintained our usual schedule of school and extracurricular activities, but it was Orvel, who came one night, of his own accord, after his own long day at work, and took me to visit my father for the first time. I also remember him coming to take us grocery shopping at ‘Food City,’ and insisting on a treat afterwards. One week, it was “Happy Burgers” at A&W; another week, it was banana splits at Dairy Queen.

I think that in many ways, Ulva was far ahead of her time. She had such a sharp mind, and I always respected the way that she said what she felt. At that time, especially in Christian circles, and especially for women, there was a lot of pressure to conform to a submissive stereotype. Ulva did not bother to do this. I can remember occasions when some pompous bore visited the church and preached some horrible sermon, Ulva would say exactly what she thought – about the bore and the sermon. At that time, I did not know anyone else who could speak so bluntly. She had a wonderful sardonic wit. She had no compunction about saying what she thought. At the time, she seemed like a revolutionary!

It is not possible to pay tribute to Ulva, without paying tribute to her extraordinary family. When we moved to Peterborough, my family had only been in Canada for a few years. We were here alone without any relations or connections. Each Christmas, the Greenwoods opened their home and invited us to share this most special of days with them. Margaret Greenwood always did something special for us. The first time I ever saw a pinata, was the one that you made for us. Your parents were gracious and loving people. I still think of your Mother as one of the kindest and loveliest of women. She only ever spoke words of loving encouragement to me.

Stephen Buick

July 7, 2019

On behalf of my mother, Margaret Buick, I would like to express my family’s condolences to you. We were very saddened to learn that Ulva had passed away.

We lived in Peterborough for only four years, but we have many rich and happy memories of Orvel and Ulva.

Each summer, the Bradens generously let us spend our vacation at their cottage. Orvel would spend a day or two with us showing us how things operated. One year, he taught me how to canoe. Years later, I was a camp counsellor teaching mentally challenged young people how to canoe. Each morning, I would say to myself, “If I can do this like Orvel, everything will be all right.” And I would try to emulate his calm, but steady tone of voice as I showed them that a canoe may be tipsy, but it is not easily tipped; and rehearse everything he had taught me all those years before. It was as though I had a kind uncle or godfather at my shoulder encouraging me on, and it worked – every time! Just as his lessons to me had given me confidence and independence, I was able to pass those same gifts on to my campers.

When wintertime rolled around, Orvel said something about snowmobiling to my younger brother Jonathan, who said he’d love to go. The following Saturday, Jonathan and Orvel were on one snowmobile and Ulva and I were on another. We had an absolutely exhilarating day speeding through the snow. And when we thought we couldn’t bear the frost and cold anymore, Ulva magically produced snacks and thermoses of hot chocolate to sustain us. It was the first time I ever had a Rice Krispy square.

Patricia Weller

July 4, 2019

Our sympathies and prayers to friends and family members.Sorry we are unable to attend Ulva's memorial service as we are in B.C.
with family. Ulva will be remembered by us as a faithful, diligent
servant of Our Lord and always dedicated to serving her church. These last years so difficult for, she is now well deserving of her reward...being united with the Lord. Jess and Pat Weller.

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