Trish's Stories & Smiles

Trish's Stories & Smiles...

In reading about Trish, I find myself moved to write.
I never met her or her side of the family. Andy, Trish's father, is my first cousin. Andy's father, Jackie Johnson, my Mom's brother.
I was stunned at the similarities of Trish to especially her fun loving, always laughing and smiling Great Aunt Dorothy Cooney and my sister Sharon, not only with her physical appearance, but her love of baseball, all these 3 Aunts love to play baseball!, and the photo of her making the face with her teeth! I have seen that face on my sister Sharon, my mom and I.
I know my mom, Evelyn, felt the loss deeply and misses very much having all of "Jackie's kids" in her life. She too lost her brother far to soon.
So from my family to yours, many Blessings and condolances with the loss of such a bright spark of light.
Thank you for sharing her beautiful spirit with us. A very precious treasure she was while here, and in all hearts, still remains.

Heather Hallgrimson
02/09/2004 11:36:14 PM

Bo-bo

February.23.2004

It has been 2 years since our hearts were rended, and maybe a year since it started to beat again.
I can read through these wonderful memories with clear eyes, almost.
I want to thank everyone who helped us learn to walk again. (baby steps)
To all the people who took moments to send us stories, cards, pictures, and memories,to thank you is not enough.
Every word you sent built a foundation on which I could start to make a new life.
To everyone who donated to Trish's Trust I want you to know that YOU are helping the dreams of students start to be realized.
You have set up a total of 6 - $500 bursarys, 1 each year, and we will keep it open and growing in her honour. I thank you and the students thank you.

Please keep visiting Trish's site and keep sending your memories, in some way they are like air to me.

My heart, I miss you in every laugh and find you in every smile.
Be Good.

Kristin
02/03/2004 6:29:33 PM

The first thing which came to mind on hearing of Trish's passing was her laugh. I can still hear it bouncing down the corridors when I think back to having lunch with her nearly every day for five years of High School. I last saw Trish 2 years ago, and regret not keeping in touch with her. It still hasn't quite sunk in that I won't see her again.

The world will be a sadder place without Trish around to bring a smile to the faces of many. I'd like to send my deepest sympathies to Trish's family and friends.

Julia Ridley
08/03/2002 8:50:03 AM

my two buds

when i moved in to the west side of van all I had for friends were Trish aand Jayne they were kind enough to take me under their wwwings and be thee twwo girls who kept me laughing through my firsst year in d' hoodd it saddens me no end I lost touch w' her
Trish I love you no end

tommy evans
07/03/2002 4:20:03 AM

Touched By An Angel

I don't know this girl you all wrote about
a person loved by many there is no doubt
and i'm really not sure how i got to this site
but to read how she brought joy to so many was such a delight
i can tell by your story's she will always be near
in the memory's you all share and hold so dear
this girl you call Trish that i never knew
from a beautiful child to a lady she grew
she seemed to bring joy to so many around
now watches with angel's high above the ground
i'm sure she will be in everyones heart
it seem's to be the one place she touched everyone right from the start

it is truly a tragidy to lose someone who was loved and brought love to so many the world need's alot more people like trish to help show us all the love we should have for all those we meet

i hope those who knew her enjoy this poem i wrote even though i never knew her or met her she still touched my heart

Raymond W Lacelle
25/06/2002 12:20:26 AM

Like so many others, I was shocked and saddened to hear the news of Trish's passing, and also like so many, the first image that came to mind was that of Trish's perpetually smiling face. I graduated from Hamber, where we met, in 1996, and I'm sorry to say that I haven't seen that smile since.

My deepest sympathies go out to Trish's family and friends. I hope that they will take comfort in the fact that she was well-loved and well-liked, as the stories on this site demonstrate, and I also hope that they will take pride in the fact that her life was one well-lived. From what I remember of her, I don't believe that she wasted a moment of her time on earth, living without restraint, without fear, without regrets. I feel privileged to have known her for even a short time.

Faiza Hirji
06/03/2002 3:08:32 PM

for kris & andy

Marke and I felt sick when we heard. Losing a child will always be the saddest thing there is. I wish there was a way we could ease your pain. I hadn't seen Trish since early Twilight League days when she'd chase our foul balls down Columbia Street, at Jonathan Rogers. We didn't realize our son Luke knew her socially, as an adult. Actually, it was his mention of her on his website (www.attaboy.ca) that led me to this site.

Marke and I will send a donation to Trish's memorial fund. Meanwhile, our hearts are with you. much love, Laura Stannard & Marke Andrews

laura stannard
06/03/2002 10:34:45 AM

Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow me, I will bring you home;
I love you and You Are Mine………….

Beautiful words and ones I truly believe. I really do not have another Trish memory to add other than to echo many other people’s memories of the sight of her ever-smiling face. Even as she spent hour after laborious hour photocopying in our office one summer – that grin never left her face. My heart and hands go out to the wonderful family she leaves behind. To Kristin, someone whom I may never have told just how much I admire and respect her. A single parent myself with a child two years older than Trish – I used to marvel at the way Kristin loved, cuddled and “controlled” her family and herself: always quick with a smile, a joke or just a totally silly scribble on a scrap of paper which would send everyone into fits of giggles. I told her one day that she really was lousy at office work and was way to artsy fartsy to confine her talents to a desk job – so what did she do – she went off to create and never looked back. Many many artistic talents but always so strong, so capable and so up for what the world would throw at her – all traits successfully past on to three wonderful young girls .

Our children are not supposed to go before us are they? They are supposed to hang in there well at least, anyway, until we, as grandparents have the pleasure of watching them raise their own children, especially those treasured teenage years. Then too, they should have the pleasure of watching us grow really really old, even older than say….“Fifty - aaah” and having to look after us with our walkers, hearing aids and possibly no teeth – (Teresa’s wonderful impression of The Trish Noise would fit well here). Kristin, as I watched Teresa and Hannah, and I remember Trish, I am amazed how they are all you – distinct differences, but nevertheless so much you. For the person leaving, I believe so strongly their life is about to start (being one of those left footers an’ all!) but it is so much harder for those left behind and it just doesn’t seem fair. Trish may not be walking around but her spirit (which is you and Andy) lives in her sisters and just grows stronger with every day. You have so many people around who care but if there is ever just even one little thing that you might need (paper clips, doodling paper, a giggle…..), please ask. May God bless you all and grant you peace. (I told the Q’ll that I wanted so very much to say a little something and I’m sorry it was not so little after all).

Kathie Williams
05/03/2002 3:39:50 PM

TRISH AND I GRADUATED FROM ERIC HAMBER TOGETHER IN 1997. WE DIDN'T SEE EACH OTHER OFTEN; HOWEVER WE ALSO HAD SOME FUNTIMES EARLIER IN OUR LIVES AS WE WERE BOTH INVOLVED IN BROWNIES, GUIDES AND SOFTBALL AT LItTLE MOUNTAIN. I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HER LIVELINESS AND ENTHUSIASM AND MOST OF ALL HER BEAUTIFUL SMILE. OUR THOUGHTS ARE WITH HER FAMILY AND MAY SHE FIND PEACE IN THESE LINES:

THOUGH YOU CANNOT ALWAYS FIND THE BIRD SINGING,
IF YOU LISTEN WITH YOUR HEART YOU WILL ALWAYS HEAR HIS SONG.
THOUGH THE ONES WE LOVE MAY LEAVE LIFE AS WE KNOW IT,
IN OUR MEMORY THE LOVE WE KNOW WILL ALWAYS CARRY ON.

WITH LOVE:JENNIFER AND JULIE PENAFIEL

JULIE PENAFIEL
04/03/2002 7:47:22 PM

In common

I never played baseball with Trish, or knew her from highschool or college.
I've actually never met her. I only heard of "the girl with the beautiful smile"
after she touched the hands of God.
I work with her aunt in calgary.
Even though we never met we did have one thing in common, the passion for broadcasting.
I am a full time reporter and am so sad to hear that a bright young girl never had the opportunity
to fulfill her career.
My vow to her family is that Trish will be my insperation for success throughout my career.
I will work hard to fulfill my goals in broadcasting.
Notjust for myself, but also for Trish.

Gemma
22/03/2002 11:26:51 AM

pom poms

Trish,
I thought I'd address this to you, because I was not there to say good bye in person. I was at my parent's house on the weekend and saw your photo in our yearbook from grad. God. You have the best smile. I remember looking up from an improv sketch with the whole gang and there you are! Your hair is in pig tails and you're wearing an old cheerleading sweater from the Hamber equipment locker and a field hockey skirt. You have pom poms. You are cheering your fricken face off. You are young and happy and beautiful and full of life. Do you remember? You did everything that mattered with all of yourself. You never worried who was watching. I am so sad that you had to go. Look down at us and sprinkle some laughter. We could use it.

Hugs Trish.

heather jessup
19/03/2002 11:04:04 PM

Thank-you

Trish came and played baseball with us last August- saving our aging butts- in the play-offs. Teresa had bailed us out in previous games and Hannah had come as well(moral support, Hannah?). Anyway, this was old people baseball(twilight league), and Trish was great. She played first base, batted wonderfully and actually made us a threat to the other teams. Kristin was playing with us too but Andy was on the other team. Trish said she felt weird for helping us eliminate your team, Andy, but I guess she was true to herself and the sport-she was good! so cool that she played 3 games in a tournament with a team(the Friendly Club) that was hurting for players. Trish made it worth staying to play: We Had Fun!!! And we stayed in the play-offs for 4 games. Thanks Trish, Darryl and Christy

darryl&christy
03/03/2002 3:29:50 PM

Last March I went to Montreal to visit my sister Jamie. Jamie had this wild friend, who I heard so much about, and was so psyched to meet. Trish came into my life a little under a year ago in what seemed to be the coldest place on earth! The moment I met her, I knew I had a friend. We watched the greatest hockey team, the Canucks, win and lose many games. I'd never met a more dedicated and well... noisy Canuck fan, and I'd never had a better time. Trish, Jamie and I sqeezed together in Jamie's tiny downtown apartment, eating poutine and farting, watching the game and screaming at Jovo and Bert. Trish's laughter filled the house and my heart. Her smile and laugh touched me and I'll never forget what a wonderful friend she was too me, young as I was. I love Trish unconditionally, and always will.

Bethany Cooper
28/02/2002 11:23:14 PM

Eulogy (from the service)

Being an uncle is a privileged position – so privileged, in fact, that I’m proud to be affectionately known as Uncle Pig by the girls.
…at least, I always assumed it was affectionate…
Trish gave me my orientation course for unclehood, and I’m a fairly quick learner, so it didn’t take her long to teach me the basics.
My job – I think I’ve got this straight – was to visit as often as I could, to spoil her whenever I could get away with it, and above all, to be on her side whenever anybody in that big, bad world didn’t treat her right.
She was pretty patient with me, and as I grew into the position she let me know, as only a little girl can, that I was earning, if not a gold star, then at least a silver one, accompanied by a big hug to acknowledge that I was trying hard.
What I will always remember about Trish is her smile – it was a smile that said "Hello!" and "Welcome!" and most of all, a smile that said, "Okay! Let’s do it!"
It was an infectious kind of smile – sometimes a little bit sly, with a glance from the side that could knock you flat if you weren’t ready.
Because Trish was always ready – whether you were or not. She was ready to play, ready to learn, ready to work, and ready for just about anything new – which when you think about it says one hell of a lot about her mom and dad, by the way.
The most imortant thing that Trish taught me, though, was that while she was teaching me, there were a few things she wanted to learn from me.
A couple of months ago, Trish asked me if I would teach her about auto mechanics. I think if I told you how proud I was to be asked, and how proud I was of her for asking, I wouldn’t be able to finish this.
But there’s something about cars and driving that I didn’t have to teach her anything about. There’s a saying a lot of you are probably familiar with – "Drive it like you own it." It’s what we say to encourage people to know where they are on the road, to know where they’re going, to be sure of their skills, confident and aware of everything around them.
On the road of her life, like no one I’ve me, Trish drove it like she owned it.

Gord
28/02/2002 9:58:56 PM

I didn't really know Trish personally except as a very dear friend of my son's - as a loyal friend - someone with a delightful sense of humour - a friend he could rely on. There is a poem by Rabindrinath Tagore which has helped me find some meaning in the losses I have experienced which I would like to share with you. It reminded me of Trish because of the way she lived her life.

"I have kissed this world with my eyes and my limbs; I have wrapt it within my heart in numberless folds; I have flooded its days and nights with thoughts til the world and my life have grown one, - and I love my life because I love the light of the sky so enwoven with me.

If to leave this world be as real as to love it - then there must be a meaning in the meeting and the parting of life.
If that love were deceived in death, then the canker of this deceit would eat into all things, and the stars would shrivel and grow black."

my heart is with you all.

Yvonne Lacovetsky
28/02/2002 5:03:52 PM

...a few years ago...

I'm middle-aged by Trish's standards. I've been in the PPA for about six
years now. I met and played pool against Trish many times - both in the Rec
Division and also this past year in the Competitive Division. She was a
friendly and outgoing personality. We always chatted in a comfortable way.
I thought she was funny and a bit silly - which is OK because she was so
young - but mature too. She always hated playing me because it seemed like
I always beat her. But, if I recall correctly, she beat me the last time
out. She was so happy!!
My very specific memory of Trish, is a story I have told often because it's
funny and shows how people of different ages relate to fashion. I remember
commenting on a pair of pants she was wearing - they were bellbottom with a
big 3" square plaid design of burgundy and grey. I told her that I used to
own a favourite suit that looked just like those pants - back in 1977. She
said that that was before she was born!!
We both looked at each other and burst out laughing because it was so silly
that I remembered fondly a suit that was older than this nice young woman I
was talking to.
My sympathies to Trish's family. I hope she finds her best game and keeps
on having fun wherever she is now.

Eric Lidemark
28/02/2002 4:59:00 PM

Never forgotten

I always thought I'd get to tell you how special you were to me and I'm more than a little sad to realize that won't happen.However,I want to tell you from afar how sad and teary this day has been since I saw that beautiful smile in the paper today.
I met you when you were 6 and you were the most self-possessed child I'd ever come upon. You seemed to have the soul of someone very wise inside that tiny body. All of life was open for inquiry and questioning and astute observation...I never forgot that beautiful little soul.
You were so good to your little sisters, always the little "mommy". Knowing just the right thing that Hannah needed, a gentle persuasion to Teresa to keep up the good work.Teaching and coaxing them towards their goals...you were so patient and kind. I think of you often,wondering how that smart, French-speaking ,beautiful, life-loving soul turned out? It seems you continued on your path of touching those who had the privilege to know you. Thank you for being a shining light in my life. I am so sorry that your time on earth was so brief...but you touched alot of people . I guess heaven needed another angel on the day you left those who loved you.
My sincerest condolences to Andy, Kristin, Teresa and Hannah...I can't imagine your heartache.We're so sorry xoxoxoxoxoxox

Love, Liza and Madeleine

Liza
28/02/2002 4:17:05 PM

Another Margarita Memory

Trish, I can’t even begin to tell you how much you will be missed. One thing that is obvious from the multitude of messages on Trish’s website, is the impact of her smile and laughter on everyone who knew her. I can’t think of anything better to be remembered for. I played fast-pitch with Trish for a long time, and she was one of our core players, someone who you knew would always be psyched for the new season, and someone who you ALWAYS wanted on your team because of her talent, competitiveness, reliability, and most of all her positive energy. I envied Trish for ability to laugh off the bad times and make them good. When we weren’t having a good game (the few and far between of course!), most of us would be down and gloomy. But you could always rely on Trish to wake you up from your misery with her roaring laughter and big smile. I would try so hard not to laugh, but one look at Trish and I was laughing too, as I shook my head in disbelief at how someone could so easily shrug off the bad times.

If there is one thing I would like to retire of Trish’s uniform other than her jersey, would be her sliding pad. No one used the sliding pad (especially me) to its full potential like Trish did – that girl couldn’t wait to get some dirt on her every game. She amazed me with her fearless attitude.

Her reliability, dedication and commitment goes unmatched on our team and most likely will never be matched. In the last few years, we couldn’t count on too many people to show up on time and help set up the bases…aside from Trish. She would do it without whining, and yep, she would do it with a smile on her face and make fun of us slackers who would show up late. You always knew Trish would be there, in good spirits and ready to kick the other team’s butt. Not only was she a good team spirit player, she was a GREAT fast-pitch player. Wow, could that girl hit the ball, and what a first base-person she was. Her voice from first-base will be missed and irreplaceable.

My thoughts are with Trish’s family and friends. Hardly anyone could put a smile on my face as easily as Trish could. We will never forget Trish and her positive energy and she will be our inspiration throughout the remainder of our days on the field. We miss you and love you Trish.

Ali
28/02/2002 11:25:17 AM

Softball

I didn't know Trish very long as most of you did,but i did share her enthusiasm..competetiveness..& Loyalties to her Friends & Ball Team.Trish came into my life 2 years ago along with her friends looking to move up into the Vancover Womans Fastball League after playing in the Westside girls League for many years. With the help of Brian Shechter.There was about 6 of them just blossoming into woman hood. They were eager to stay & play together so untill we found them Coaching & the rest of the girls came on board i had the pleasure of working with Trish & her friends Lindsay..Dhana..Candace. I loved the determination of them as a whole. They were fun girls thats for sure. Trish on 1st base could be heard ,even over Lindsay. Last year when Trish was in Montreal I said to Lindsay "You've got to get Trish back here to help you out" The Team was missing her so much.. Well.. One day i arrived at the field..Lindsay ran over to me "guess who's back" of course that Big Smily" Trish "was running towards me & i to her . A big hug.. laughter..& conversation. She lifted her Team that day & after the Game we all got together in the Clubhouse..{Which she helped out many times behind the Bar.}. I will miss you on & off the field Trish.& while you may be gone from us in Person your Memory & Spirit will always be remembered by all of us in the League who knew you or didn't know you as there will be a yearly award to be given out in your" Memory". My personal Condolences to all of the Family & close Friends at T this very Sad Time.

Marilyn Everett
28/02/2002 10:49:39 AM

Trish, We never got to know you as a woman but remember you well as a bright and happy little girl. Only a few days ago we drove by the apartment on Davie where we first met and Paul and I told our daughter, Alexandra about the time we babysat you. You had us captivated with your fantastic vocabulary and two-year-old tales! Our hearts go out To Andy, Kristen, Teresa and Hannah.

Kim McCarthy and Paul Shaw
28/02/2002 9:43:11 AM

Trish's family was a part of my family for many years. My memories of Trish are of a SMILING happy enthusiastic and very smart little girl. A little girl with a beautiful smile and such beautiful dark curly hair. I have memories of her helping me with a Canada Day parade in Steveston and also a fun day at my house helping with Christmas baking. My heart goes out to the family, I do not have the words to express how I feel about such a loss. But as many have said, that SMILE will live forever.

Lynda MacKenzie - Kamloops
28/02/2002 8:47:57 AM

I had the privelege of meeting Trish just a few times at her Grandmother's home
and was always impressed with her beauty. Although I did not know her well,
I know that she brought great joy, laughter and pride to her family. She was a part of
a very loving family unit who share a great sense of humour, strength and love.
Trish will always be a part of everyone's life she touched. Her
beautiful smile will remain in our hearts forever.

Clara Shamanski
28/02/2002 8:03:59 AM

I don't know what to say, except I'm so, so sorry. I can't imagine the shock and sadness you must feel. I didn't know Trish very well, but was so impressed by her intelligence and verve. Oddly, on Friday of last week, I sent an email to our area head about her, speaking to her qualities and asking if there was summer work around.
Oh, dear, dear, dear. What sadness! My thoughts are with you and your family, and I do thank you for letting me know about this awful turn of events.

Bill Richardson, CBC
27/02/2002 22:05:46 PM

Miblenheium

Trish was one of those people who was always bright, energetic, and optimistic.
I met her a couple of years ago, when she was a resident at the "Blenheim House"
(through my friends and continuing Blenheim residents Cam and Abby). I recall
celebrating New Year's 2000 with Trish at the "Miblenheium" party. I also
enjoyed partying with Trish and her friends at numerous other Blenheim parties,
as well as many late nights in downtown Vancouver. Whenever Trish and I got
together, we always talked at length about the Vancouver Canucks -- she's the
only person in Vancouver that I know, other than my brother, who shares the same
passion about Canucks hockey that I do. She must have really enjoyed watching
Canada's women's ice hockey team win the olympic gold medal, and I know she
would have loved to have seen the men's team do the same. People have been
saying that the Feb 24th weekend should be made a national holiday, in order to
commemorate 2 of Canada's olympic golds in men's ice hockey. But I'll always
remember that weekend as the weekend we lost Trish. It's sad to lose her, but
her sole and lasting impression on me is that of pure positive energy, so I
remember her with great happiness... Peace, love - Paul.

Paul Bergbusch
27/02/2002 9:58:08 PM

Trish was always such a caring friend. When I was in the hospitle with mono, Trish was the only one of my friends that came to visit me every single day. And for the 2 months I was bed ridden at home she still came to visit me. She was always there for me. It makes me sad that I had't seen her in the last couple of years. too many countless nights spent at the poolyard cafe together. So many wonderful memories, I cant beleive shes gone, she will be missed!

Shannon

shannon
27/02/2002 7:09:03 PM

I can't believe that she's dead, I guess that I'm still in shock. It seems like it was only yesterday that she moved in with a couple of my friends in Montreal. It didn't take long for me to get to know her. She was friendly and open and one hell of a drinking buddy(I swear that girl could drink me under tha table eight times over). I what I remember most about Trish is her sense of humour, she was almost always laughing. I remember drinking on the roof of Jamie's appartment, I remember the party that Jamie and Trish put together for our friend Jean. There was a lot that went on during that short time that we spent with Trish. The one thing that i regret that happenned is that I told her that I would stay in touch when she moved back to Vancouver, but I didn't and now I won't be able to talk to her and hear that contageous laugh or watch any more Canucks with her. I,m sorry I didn't stay in touch Trish, and I will miss you. It's just so hard to beleive it.

Kurt Wilson
27/02/2002 4:00:19 PM

I have never had the pleasue of meeting "Trash" or her Mother and Father and Sisters. But I have had the distinct pleasure of meeting her grandmother, Joanna, whom I'm lucky enough to call a very dear friend. Viewing the pictures of Trish on her website, I was struck by how much she looked like her grandmother. The pictures are beautiful, funny and pensive. Indeed, God must have needed another Angel, so He chose Patricia Nicole Johnson, as He did my own Chrystal Patricia. I would like to share with you a Native American prayer which I have used and loved for many years:

"I give you this one thought to keep -
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still - in each new dawn."

My love, thoughts and prayers go to all of Trish's family.

Bill
27/02/2002 12:49:39 PM

Supporter/Part Time Coach of Team Marg

I knew Trish through baseball, and the little that I did know of her I luved and respected very much. The enthusiasm, and joy Trish brought to the baseball field always put a smile on everyone's face. She had the unbelievable talent of making tough times seem not so bad and good times that much better. Her smile and great sense of humour were a ray of sunshine for us all. She lived for the moment and was always there making sure everyone was having a good time. I remember many a time, just looking out onto the field and seeing Trish doing something funny to put a smile on everyones face. Trish's determination to succeed and competiveness to win will be very much missed this year. Trish brought the teams energy and focus to a new level. She was always encouraging and supporting the other players. If someone messed up, you would hear Trish yelling "Don't worry, we'll get'em next time". She was there to help set up and stayed late to clean up. Trish would always be there to help out, no questions asked. Trish was someone who earned her respect, and everyone thought that much more of her because of that. She would do something for you and not look for anything in return. If we needed to count on someone to get something done or lend a helping hand, Trish was the one. With that huge smile on her face, she would be there helping out until the bitter end.....and then asking if there was anything else she could do. We are all going to miss to her very much but at the same time remember her and think of what a positive influence she was on all of our lives. Trish left us with many fond memories: remember how she would always look for the good in someone, do something funny at her own expense to put a smile on your face, slide into home plate with no slide pad and to boot in shorts (ouch), show up early in the morning to get the field ready and stay late to work behind the bar. These are just a few of the many amazing qualities that Trish will be remembered for. Trish you were an amazing baseball player, person, and friend to us all - Thank you for all the good times!!!!!!

Greg Cruickshank
27/02/2002 10:55:38 AM

Times at Ruby Lake

I remember going up to Ruby Lake one weekend, Kristin, Trish and I – a girlie weekend! We had such fun – I think Trish would have been around 12 years old – that wonderful age, just minutes away from being a teenager. From what I recall, it was raining most of the weekend so we stayed indoors and played games and talked talked talked. It was a great time and I will always cherish my memories of that weekend, amongst others.

Even though I haven’t seen much of Trish in the last few years, she has always had a special place in my heart and I will miss her terribly. She was a smart, loving and kind person who has been taken from us much too soon. I can only believe that she is in a beautiful place where she is safe and happy.

Love, hugs and kisses to Kristin and her family who are left with memories of a very beautiful person.

Monique (aka Q)

Monique
27/02/2002 10:30:25 AM

My friend Trish

It's difficult for me to write this right now as I just found out about Trish's passing 15 mintues ago, but I felt that I had to say something for piece of mind.

I met Trish over the summer of 2001 in Montreal, where she was rooming with friends of mine. I can't seem to remember the first words we exchanged the day we met, only the impression is left to me. I remember being intimidated! There were several reasons for this; for one I was smaller than Trish and she could kick my behind if she so chose (which she did eventually), but there was more to it. Trish was a force of nature. I called her "Hurricane Trish" sometimes and never realised how fitting that nickname was until now. The main difference between her and a naural disaster however was that she was benevolent in every way. She loved, hated, laughed, cried like the rest of us, but always with a strength and power that was unique to her character. She was a tough cookie. The fondest memory I have of Trish was the time we made supper together at Jamie's place (where we loved to overstay our welcome!). I think we made pasta that time... Anyway, it was a memorable occasion due to the fact that it was the first time that Trish and I really talked. She told me about her family and her past, I did the same, and we became a team that day. I learned most of all about a part of Trish that most people didn't know. I found out that beneath all that fervor and intensity, she was a softy like me. A caring, loving person with dreams and aspirations. That day Trish became my sister.

Trish, I will never forget the good times we had and the special person you were. No matter what happened between us, I will always love you like family and I will remember you with all my heart. May your soul find rest in the great beyond, until the day we're all reunited in that big jacuzzi up in the sky. I love you my friend, and I will miss you forever...

Jason
27/02/2002 10:29:20 AM

On behalf of the sports broadcasting class at BCIT, I would like to say that even though most of us only knew Trish for a couple of months, we all knew she was a vibrant, enthusiastic and sport loving person. Her contrabution to our sports broadcast and working with her in the sound booth will be my only memories of her, but I'm sure that in the time that we knew her, she brought a smile to all of our faces. I'm sure we all wish that we had more time to get to know her better.

Nikki Ewanyshyn
27/02/2002 10:14:44 AM

My Niece

Gone too soon,
Almost before we realized she had been here
But not gone
In our hearts
In our minds
In our spirits
Our Light, Our inspiration, Our joy
Our Trish

Sunlight on water
Clouds made of dreams
Music in hearts
In minds
A smile to Remember
A life to celebrate

For my niece

Val Palmer
26/02/2002 8:58:05 PM

What a beautiful girl/woman Trish was. I have never met her until now. I had heard about her numbers of times in passing through Erin, who is my son Jesse's girlfriend. I just talked to them in Australia.

How terribly sorry I am to family and friends of Trish. I feel very sad since I also am a parent and can relate so much to your grief at this time. We love our kids. And also how grateful we are that these wonderful people have shared time with us and that we would want to celebrate their lives.

I'd like to share with you the following by writer and dramatist Elizabeth, Countess of Craven (1750-1828)

I thank you, God, that I have lived

In this great world and known its may joys

The song of birds, the strong, sweet scent of hay

And cooling breezes in the secret dusk,

The flaming sunsets at the close of day

Hills, and the lonely heather-covered moors

Music at night, and moonlight on the sea

The beat of waves upon the rocky shore

And wild, white spray flung high in ecstacy

The faithful eyes of dogs and treasured books

The love of kin, fellowship of friends

And all that makes life dear and beautiful

I thank you too, that there has come to me

A little sorrow, and sometimes defeat

A little heartache and the loneliness

That comes with parting and the word 'Goodbye'

Dawn breaking after dreary hours of pain

When I discovered that nights gloom must yield

And morning light break through to me again

Because of these and other blessings poured

Unasked upon my wondering head

Because I know that there is yet to come

An even richer and more glorious life

I thank you God that I have lived.

God bless everyone! From Samaya Ryane in London, Ontario.

Samaya Ryane
26/02/2002 7:52:24 PM

In a pile of tears halfway across the world from where I spent my life growing up with Trish I am having trouble getting the words out but am gushing with memories from the last 14 years of our life together. From the time we were 8 years old we shared stories, school days, birthdays, sports, boys and everything in between - she could always make me laugh and brought so much to my life. I will never forget that smile.
Erin

Erin
26/02/2002 5:58:24 PM

The Margaritas

Thinking of you right now makes me laugh, smile and cry all at the same time. I miss you and will never forget those times we shared together. Around six years ago, a girl named Trish was brought into my life involving her in a sport called baseball!! We didn't know what to think or do with Trish at first but after a few talks by both Dhana and Lindsey, she was put in line. I would always laugh at the giant leadoffs she would take at first base, knowing she would be caught eventually, it was just a matter of time. Her determinatation to reach second base was in describible, always sliding head first or feet first whichever would get her there. The bench would always start chanting "TRASH, TRASH, TRASH". Without fail, she would always give a little wave and a huge smile. Let's just say, me being the catcher, always preffered Trish to be playing first base rather than pitching. She had this vision that she would be the starting pitcher one of these years, she never gave up, trying to persuade me to persuade our coach to through her in for at least an inning. I trusted her on first base with those little tricks her and I had up our sleeves, we always tried to pick people off, and occasionally it would work. After every game, I could always count on Trish joining Lindsey and I for a few beverages in the clubhouse. She will be missed by myself and the remainder of the team for many years to come. I will never forget those times we shared together Trish. All my condolences to her family and friends. God bless and we will meet sometime in the future, I will even let you pitch to me. I love you miss you. Please watch over us throughout our season.

Candice Monahan
26/02/2002 3:51:06 PM

I remember the first time I met trish was in the Vancouver pool League...We had joked around about our names being the same,,Someone would call "Patricia" out loud and we would both yell out "what?" We would both always turn around when our name was called..So then they started calling her Trish...and they started calling me trish too...So it was very hard to decifer who they were talking too...But we would still both turn around and laugh ..I remember Her dancing around in the pool hall singing "who let the dogs out !" Being utterly silly as always ..But I could not help but to laugh and smile each time she cracked a silly moment...Trish was and inspiration to me ..She had such a care free nature about pool, As I have played her many times...we always managed to split our games ...But when I lost my game against her ..I knew I deserved it ! But when I won against her I would think to myself it was pure luck..She would play her game as if it was the happiest game on earth, She would miss a shot and then laugh her head off ...when most people would cry like babies for missing a shot...Not Trish...that's for sure ...She always lit up a room with her humor and laughter . I really enjoyed knowing trish and her memory will live inside me for a lifetime ...So trish I just wanted to say how much I will miss you..and one day we will play pool once again...All my condolences to Trishs Family and with all my warm thoughts and prayers ...God bless..Lots Of Love Patricia R

Patricia Rietveld
26/02/2002 10:49:59 AM

Team Margaritas

Trish...We love you and are going to miss you this baseball season and every single one that follows.
We were introduced to Trish (who we fondly nicknamed "trash") at least five years ago and over the years she became an integral part of our team and a good friend. Trish came onto our team at the young age of 17 and man, was she full of ATTITUDE ! :-) I was the "den mother" of the team (being the eldest) and I kept having to pull Trish aside to ask her to be more positive! I had to recruit Lindsey Diamond's help to manage Trash many a times...Trish looked up to Lindsey and respected her very much. Then about two years later, Trish's personality did a full 360 and she was LIGHT and ENERGY of our team! Trash became the team's positive attitude...She became our Friend. When Trish went travelling last year in Montreal and had to miss half of our season, we were SOOO SAD and we missed her so much. I was emailing non-stop with Trish asking her to come back for atleast the playoffs...and guess what? She made it back! We were SOOOOO excited to have her back for part of the season... Our first base was covered by the determined Trash. Trish was no longer the young one full of attitude, but the mature one who lifted our team up when we were down. Trish got us going by diving in the dirt to make second base, trish got us CHEERING with her yells from first base...Trish, our team will never be the same without you and we will ALWAYS REMEMBER...
You are too young to leave us, but you are in a good place. Last night (Mon.Feb 25th) Ali, Candice and Lindsey and I got together to remember you, our friend and team mate. We shared our memories of you - all of our stories and experiences over the years.
#45 FOREVER will be on our jerseys this year in loving memory of our friend Trish. We love you and we are thinking of you always...Your friend, D.
Dhana Cruickshank, Team Margaritas.

Dhana and the Margaritas Baseball Team
26/02/2002 9:57:49 AM

Trish was born just after I turned 10. It seemed strange to me, at that age, to be an Uncle; yet there it was, and I got used to the idea. My earliest memory of Trish is being charged with the double-duty of taking both the baby and the dog for a walk, one afternoon when Kris & Andy were visiting. Looking back, I'm amazed that I was allowed to do such a thing - in today's world, no one would send an unsupervised ten-year-old out to wander around with a baby, even in a backwards suburb like Tsawwassen. But back in the 70's (barely) no one thought twice about it. (I guess the adults were glad to have some distance between themselves and a crying baby, barking dog, and an annoying child)

As time passed, Trish became more of a cousin, or seldom-seen sibling, than a niece. She never did get into the habit of calling me "Uncle", and passed that habit on to her sisters. I suspect I deserve a good part of the blame for instilling her with our family's twisted sense of humour, and somewhat sarcastic nature, although I don't see that as a bad thing, necessarily.

I will miss Trish very much, and I hope to never forget any of the good times that were shared. The crazed laughing sessions late at night at the cabin. The family dinners filled with barbed appetizers, and endless pointed retorts (It was fun - really. You had to be there).

Craig
25/02/2002 6:12:51 PM

I didn't know Trish all that well - we played softball together at Little Mountain YEARS ago. But I remember her with a big smile...she was such an outgoing and fun girl, even ten years ago. She always had a joke to make and wasn't afraid to speak her mind. I admired her so much for that. We ran into each other a couple of months ago, and now I realize how lucky I was to have seen her one last time. I was so shocked to hear the news...It seems so surreal to be writing and reading about the loss of such a great woman...she always had such a love for life and a huge smile that could brighten anyone's day. My heart goes out to her family and friends - remember the good times and only cry tears of joy for the wonderful life (short as it was) that Trish led and the examples that she set.

The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen or even touched.
They must be felt with the heart.
Helen Keller

Keep the memories in your heart...Trish will be sadly missed by those of us who were lucky enough to have known her.

Katie Shepherd
02/03/2002 1:39:50 PM

I went to High School with Trish, we were always in the same group of friends. The last time I saw Trish was about two years ago, and we really hadn't kept in touch after high school. I just always thought that despite us not keeping in touch that she would always be out there doing her thing, and I could think of her and know that. I looked forward to seeing her at our 10 year reunion, and finding out about all the exciting things she had done. I just thought she would always be there.
I would like to send my warmest thoughts to Trish's family, and all those who were close with her. Trish was a beautiful person, and I will never forget her.

"Death is simply a shedding of the physical body, like the butterfly coming out of a cocoon. It is a transition into a higher state of consciouseness, where you continue to perceive, to understand, to laugh; to be able to grow, and the only thing you lose is something that you don't need anymore... your physical body. It's like putting away your winter coat when spring comes..."

Willow
01/03/2002 11:09:18 PM

This is such a difficult loss to bear and the shock and grief are overwhelming. Yet, I smile when I marvel at the number of people that Trish shared her joy of life with.

Her sense of humour was energizing and that laugh was so contagious! (“Hey! A CHRISTMAS walk on the dyke!”)

It is said that no life passes without a purpose.
The tremendous outpouring of love, support and yes, even the tears, shows that Trish accomplished something very special in her life.

Her enthusiasm and happiness are a testament to the family and friends that nurtured her, and her positive outlook is something that few of us can claim to match.

I hope to carry just a spark of Trish’s zest for life with me, and I hope to impact even a fraction of the people that she did.

I think that Trish would approve of our celebration of her life - because it is just that. A celebration of an amazing woman, who gave so much to so many of us - even though we may not have realized it until just now.

Trish, thank-you for being such a generous and loving person. We will truly love you and miss you always.

...Oh yeah, and “two thumbs up and a big cheesy grin” for you girl! You did good!

Tammy
01/03/2002 9:46:05 PM

While I'm not sure exactly what to write, I do think there's worth in sharing my feelings about Trish with her family and friends.

I always felt a kinship with Trish because of our mutual passion for baseball. I remember her dishing me up a nice slice of humble pie when I assumed she didn't know the finer points of the game. Thanks, Trish, I needed that! I secretly admired her ability to put people in their place when they were being ignorant jerks. In fact I think I was too secret; I wish I could tell her that I always enjoyed being with her.

Maybe she knew. One of my most memorable birthdays was spent enjoying a double birthday (My birthday is the day after hers) cake with our friends.

Thanks, Trish, for letting me share a snippit of your life with me. Thanks for making me laugh, and thanks for the pie. And thanks to her family for raising such an awesome girl. The piece she wrote about "ankles being turned" (read at the service) should be framed--I'm still smiling!

Mattias
01/03/2002 7:47:04 PM

on the same day i found out of my friends passing, just hours before i had a thought of her. we graduated highschool together and i was blessed to be her friend. i really don't know what to say but that i loved her and am so sorry for losing her. my heart goes out.

jesse smith
01/03/2002 5:47:41 PM

softball forever

I remember Trish from our younger years of softball, trout lake versus little mountain..... the year we meshed and went to provincials, I got to hang out a lot with her, and she's a wonderful person. I was so shocked to open the paper and see her picture there...... I don't know what to say, other than.... you can have first base until i get to heaven and we can fight over it again :) luv always, steph short

stephanie
01/03/2002 5:16:21 PM

A Beautiful Smile

I first noticed Trish when she was wearing a "Metallica" t-shirt. I remember striking a conversation about music with her. Her smile and outgoing personality caught my attention. She was in my Sports Broadcasting class.

I was left feeling shocked when our teacher informed us that Trish had died. Her pleasant disposition and passion for sports is what I remember the most. In the few weeks I knew her, I was fortunate to be in a few group activities with her. Our group had to put together a mock radio show. She was a wonderful team player. She had plenty of great ideas and thoughts that she shared with the rest of us. I know she was VERY passionate about sports.

Last Wednesday afternoon, I had an appointment on Georgia street. In what seemed like a coincidence at the time, I bumped into Trish and one of her friends outside a coffee shop. We chatted about hockey. (The Giants game the previous night) I remember her laughing when she told me she worked at the Car rental building across the street. We do all sorts of jobs before we reach our ultimate goals, I remember telling her. Take care of yourself and see you next Tuesday are the last words I said to Trish.

Meeting Trish that beautiful sunny day was no coincidence. It was an opportunity for me to say goodbye to a wonderful soul. The good ones do die young.

Hearing that Trish lived life to the fullest puts a smile on my face. Remembering her passion for journalism, motivates me even more to reach my goals.

My prayers and thoughts go out to Patricia's family and friends.

Alex

Alex Jordan
01/03/2002 3:14:23 PM

From the Second cousin

I remember Trish when she was a little girl. Then I remembered when she was a teenager. Then I saw her again with my wife Perla at the last family reunion.
Then I did not see her for a while until I heard about her passing away. Only 22, sorry to hear about this.

To the family of Trish I leave these two verses I read today.

John 3:16 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only
Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but
have eternal life.

Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on
your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him,
and He will make your paths straight.

May the Lord Bless you
Love,
Glenn Smedley

Glenn Smedley
01/03/2002 12:39:16 PM

I met Trish in 1994 in high school where we played basketball together for 4 years, but during that time we were just ok friends. It wasnt until after graduation that our friendship grew and we hung out often. She was a friend that always made me laugh and always shared her energy with others. Since moving to Greece, I havent spoken to her, but that doesnt make it any easier. I received the news about 3 hours ago, and I still cant stop shaking from the shock. I will miss you Trish...I^m sorry I cant be there to say goodbye!

Alexia Kotsalis
01/03/2002 3:08:52 AM