May 16, 1936 – April 9, 2015
Barb passed away at 78 years of age.
Predeceased by husband Hank in 2005. Survived by daughters Carolin Catling (Don and sons David, Thomas and Jake), Tina Kwitkoski (Ivor), Lisa Chapple (daughter Anais), son Jeff Chapple (son Keifer), Brothers Don & Mary Pifer, Art & Jean Pifer, Sister Mary Lou Thorpe, and many nieces and nephews.
Barb was born in New Westminster, BC and grew up in Lynn Valley (North Vancouver). She met Hank on his birthday in October 1962 and married him on Jan 2, 1963. Barb and Hank lived in many parts of BC, eventually settling in Prince George where they built a house and raised their 2 girls. They also had a cabin on Fraser Lake where they spent many years enjoying the sun, sand, and neighbours. They also had a ‘hobby’ in the back yard, Bedrock Greenhouse, which kept the 2 of them and the girls busy in the late winter and spring months. Bedrock Greenhouse grew to be a thriving local greenhouse serving PG with the “BEST” flowers and tomatoes in town until they retired in 2000, much to the dismay of many loyal customers. In 1996 Barb was reunited with Jeff and Lisa, her children from a first marriage, and was overjoyed with the prospect of seeing her children again after many, many years. Barb lived with Tina and Ivor for 6 years after Hank died, enjoying their company and her many friends in PG. She was sad to leave them when she moved to live with Carolin in Comox in 2012 for health reasons. Being her outgoing self, she soon had new friends and neighbours to share stories and a drink of wine with. They were the daily dose of friendship she needed. Having her grandsons close by, she gained a new insight to the youth of today, and loved the boys dearly.
Mom you will never be forgotten, we love you to the moon and back. Forever Loved.
A service will be held in Courtenay on April 18th at 2pm at the LDS Church 1901-20th St.
A gathering of friends will be held in Prince George at a later date to be announced.
If so desired, donations in Barb’s name to your favorite charity would be appreciated.
God looked around his garden
And found an empty space
He then looked down upon his Earth
And saw a tired face
He put his arms around her
And lifted her to rest
God’s garden must be beautiful
He only takes the best