Monday, December 31, 2007
Ginger has passed along this recipe of Mary Anne's for apple pie!
Ginger has passed along this recipe of Mary Anne's
for the Holiday Season and New Year. We are all so blessed
to have Mary Anne in our lives, and I know I am sure going to
enjoy this apple pie! I've never baked a pie in my life, but this year, I am
going to bake one for Mary Anne!
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PIE PASTRY
2 cups flour
1/2 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. baking powder
2 tablespoons of sugar
1/4 cup lard
1/2 cup butter
about 9 tablespoons of cold water
Stir flour, salt, baking powder & sugar together.
Cut lard and butter with pastry blender until mixture is crumbly.
Add water, a little at a time, using just enough to bind mixture so the dough can be patted lightly to form a ball.
Handle as little as possible.
Roll between wax paper, parchment paper or plastic wrap, to the size of your pie plate.
Take off one side of paper, place dough into pie plate and form into plate.
Take other paper off.
Double recipe for large pies with a top crust.
APPLE FILLING
6 cups sliced apples
6 tablespoons white sugar
6 tablespoons brown sugar
1/3 cup flour
1/4 tsp. salt
1/4 cup butter
1 tap cinnamon
Preheat oven to 450 F.
combine sugars, flour, cinnamon & salt together.
Mix with apples.
Spread apple mixture into unbaked pie shell; dot with butter.
Cover with top crust, sealing carefully and making slits to allow steam to escape.
Sprinkle top lightly with granulated sugar.
Bake for 10 minutes, then reduce heat to 350 F and continue cooking for 20-30 minutes or until apples are cooked.
for the Holiday Season and New Year. We are all so blessed
to have Mary Anne in our lives, and I know I am sure going to
enjoy this apple pie! I've never baked a pie in my life, but this year, I am
going to bake one for Mary Anne!
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PIE PASTRY
2 cups flour
1/2 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. baking powder
2 tablespoons of sugar
1/4 cup lard
1/2 cup butter
about 9 tablespoons of cold water
Stir flour, salt, baking powder & sugar together.
Cut lard and butter with pastry blender until mixture is crumbly.
Add water, a little at a time, using just enough to bind mixture so the dough can be patted lightly to form a ball.
Handle as little as possible.
Roll between wax paper, parchment paper or plastic wrap, to the size of your pie plate.
Take off one side of paper, place dough into pie plate and form into plate.
Take other paper off.
Double recipe for large pies with a top crust.
APPLE FILLING
6 cups sliced apples
6 tablespoons white sugar
6 tablespoons brown sugar
1/3 cup flour
1/4 tsp. salt
1/4 cup butter
1 tap cinnamon
Preheat oven to 450 F.
combine sugars, flour, cinnamon & salt together.
Mix with apples.
Spread apple mixture into unbaked pie shell; dot with butter.
Cover with top crust, sealing carefully and making slits to allow steam to escape.
Sprinkle top lightly with granulated sugar.
Bake for 10 minutes, then reduce heat to 350 F and continue cooking for 20-30 minutes or until apples are cooked.
Friday, October 12, 2007
A Message of Love from Barb Shelton
Mary Anne was my stepmother, but she always made me feel like one of her own. She loved and treated me like a daughter, always making sure I knew that I was part of the family. Spoiling me on holidays, giving me advice, and always helping me any way she could. I know that everyone she was close to felt like her family, even if they were not related. Her home was always open and welcoming for those amazing dinners. Thats just who she was. I will miss her so much, but will always be inspired by her memory to try to be as warm, compassionate and fun-loving as her. I feel so fortunate for the time I had with her, and thank my sisters Amy and Ginger for sharing their mom with me.
Barb
Barb
Monday, October 8, 2007
A message from MaryAnne's niece's Leah and Lindsay
Aunt Maryanne was our great aunt. She was lots of fun. Leah and Lindsay Jardine.
Saturday, October 6, 2007
A Tribute to MaryAnne from her Sister Linda
"God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be,
So he closed His arms around you,
And whispered "Come to Me"
Your golden heart stopped beating,
Your gentle hands at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best,
In tears we saw you sinking,
We watched you fade away,
Our hearts were almost broken,
you fought so hard to stay,
But when we saw you sleeping
Peacefully and free from pain,
We could not wish you back,
To suffer that again,
So keep your arms around her Lord
And give her special care
Make up for all she suffered
That seemed to us unfair,
So many times we need her
So many times we cried
If love could have saved her
She never would have died."
MaryAnne was always there for me especially after my son passed away. I miss all her spirtual e-mails seeing me through the rough times. She will always be my baby sister and I love and miss her very much.
Love you MaryAnne
Your sister Linda
When a cure was not to be,
So he closed His arms around you,
And whispered "Come to Me"
Your golden heart stopped beating,
Your gentle hands at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best,
In tears we saw you sinking,
We watched you fade away,
Our hearts were almost broken,
you fought so hard to stay,
But when we saw you sleeping
Peacefully and free from pain,
We could not wish you back,
To suffer that again,
So keep your arms around her Lord
And give her special care
Make up for all she suffered
That seemed to us unfair,
So many times we need her
So many times we cried
If love could have saved her
She never would have died."
MaryAnne was always there for me especially after my son passed away. I miss all her spirtual e-mails seeing me through the rough times. She will always be my baby sister and I love and miss her very much.
Love you MaryAnne
Your sister Linda
A cherished photo from Mary Anne's sister Linda
This is a picture of MaryAnne when she was 10. When she came down September 2007 for Derek's memorial in Calgary I showed her this picture and tagged her "Olive Oil".
Friday, October 5, 2007
'The Biker Angel' An amazing story from Anne Marie
I had a truly incredible experience on the way home from Mary Anne's service on Wednesday.
During the service, we all listened to the wonderful things said and waited to see the eagle arrive that we knew would be Mary Anne's spirit come to join us in her Celebration of Life. We were not disappointed. An eagle came and perched on the pole in the lake in front of the window. We all saw it and gave thanks.
After the service, Boomer and I left the Pavilion on our motorcycles together. We stopped for the red light at the intersection of Sprott and Kensington. We waved at the occupants of the Barracuda in front of us, revving our engines loudly for Mary Anne. Boomer was turning left, heading for Highway 1 East and home. I decided to head straight down Sprott to Highway 1 West and to the ferry terminal, also on my way home. The light turned green. We saluted each other, bumped knuckles and headed off.
At the same instant as I entered the intersection, a black 5 ton truck pulled up to the red light and proceeded to turn right without stopping - right into my lane as I was accelerating. There was nothing I could do, the road was wet and I could not hit the brakes without losing control. Right at that moment, the driver of the truck looked and saw me. He had a horrified look on his face and he knew he was going to hit me.
Dare I say that Mary Anne took over the bike and rode me past this fellow's bumper with no problem? Did she take control of his truck and stop it before it could hit me? Did she place her spirit in between our two vehicles and buffer them past each other? I don't know.
What I do know is that as I turned off Sprott and onto the Highway, an eagle was flying in a direct line in front of me.
It could only have been Mary Anne.
Anne Marie
During the service, we all listened to the wonderful things said and waited to see the eagle arrive that we knew would be Mary Anne's spirit come to join us in her Celebration of Life. We were not disappointed. An eagle came and perched on the pole in the lake in front of the window. We all saw it and gave thanks.
After the service, Boomer and I left the Pavilion on our motorcycles together. We stopped for the red light at the intersection of Sprott and Kensington. We waved at the occupants of the Barracuda in front of us, revving our engines loudly for Mary Anne. Boomer was turning left, heading for Highway 1 East and home. I decided to head straight down Sprott to Highway 1 West and to the ferry terminal, also on my way home. The light turned green. We saluted each other, bumped knuckles and headed off.
At the same instant as I entered the intersection, a black 5 ton truck pulled up to the red light and proceeded to turn right without stopping - right into my lane as I was accelerating. There was nothing I could do, the road was wet and I could not hit the brakes without losing control. Right at that moment, the driver of the truck looked and saw me. He had a horrified look on his face and he knew he was going to hit me.
Dare I say that Mary Anne took over the bike and rode me past this fellow's bumper with no problem? Did she take control of his truck and stop it before it could hit me? Did she place her spirit in between our two vehicles and buffer them past each other? I don't know.
What I do know is that as I turned off Sprott and onto the Highway, an eagle was flying in a direct line in front of me.
It could only have been Mary Anne.
Anne Marie
Thursday, October 4, 2007
MaryAnne's Celebration of Life Ceremony yesterday was a profound spiritual journey for us all. The amount of Love and Respect she generated is absolutely incredible. MaryAnne, more than any soul I have ever known, had (and will always have) an uncanny ability to reach out and touch people with heart and with honesty, as she reached out to us all yesterday in the form of an eagle, who came to watch over us all, until the last guest had left. She is one of the most special people any of us will ever have the honour to know, and we all have a great gift to hold and cherish forever. We Love you MaryAnne, forever.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
A Message of Love from Mary Anne's Sister Patsy
I am Maryanne's oldest sister, Patsy. This is her stirring fudge. She wanted to make it just like mom used to. The trick was beating it like "heck" but I think the fudge was winning. By the way-it never did harden! She nicknamed us the "Five YaYa Sisters". What a character! We were site-seeing near the mountains and stopped the car so she could pose like a hitch-hiker --in the snow.--dressed summery. That week is a very special week. We were miles apart but we still connected.
I am so happy she has so many wonderful friends. She spoke of you all often. I will surely miss her.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
The World's Greatest Gang of Wonderful Ladies!
Mary Anne, Betty, Angie, Heather and Wilson, Suzanne, and Jacquelin, the whole gang on their zip trekking adventure in Whistler
Monday, October 1, 2007
A Song for Mary Anne
Anne Marie sent along a link to a song
and she would like to dedicate it to MaryAnne and
everyone that loved her.
Anne Marie says: "After last night's (Sober Rider Sept 30th)
meeting, I am sure everyone will appreciate it."
With Love from Anne Marie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7X5cZC5U6dM
and she would like to dedicate it to MaryAnne and
everyone that loved her.
Anne Marie says: "After last night's (Sober Rider Sept 30th)
meeting, I am sure everyone will appreciate it."
With Love from Anne Marie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7X5cZC5U6dM
Sisters
"Like branches on a tree we grow in different directions, yet our roots remain as one. Each of our lives will always be a special part of the other"
Author Unknown
I will always remember our vacation in Calgary in 2005 with all 5 sisters together on a holiday for the first time - little did we know it would be our last. I treasure that week we spent with Mary Anne - she enjoyed life to the fullest - she also enjoyed her deserts!
Mary Anne, every time I wear the jackets that you gave me, I will feel the warmth of your love wrapped around me
- Love you little sister!
Lorraine
A Sweet Message of Love from Angie M.
My Sista,
Bonded together by our parallel pasts, the common threads of recovery, and the love of this ride called life.
I'm deeply honored to have shared with you -the bitter tears of pain, the burning heartache of sorrow, the seemingly endless struggle of self discovery, and the Joys, the Thrills, the Excitement, and gut splittin' lafter of coming through it all !!
Watching as you find that renewed spirituality has been a gift of the highest order for me! Laffing in uncontrollable hysteria is our M.O. !! Always the best when it was about our own foolish acts, like when you "just FELL OUT !!". of your Handidart and sprained your ankle.....
You sent me on my journey.
Now I send you off, with all my love.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be at your face,
May the sun shine warm upon you.
And....until we meet again my sister,
May God keep you, and hold you in her ever-lovin' arms.
RIDE FREE
All my love,
Anj
Bonded together by our parallel pasts, the common threads of recovery, and the love of this ride called life.
I'm deeply honored to have shared with you -the bitter tears of pain, the burning heartache of sorrow, the seemingly endless struggle of self discovery, and the Joys, the Thrills, the Excitement, and gut splittin' lafter of coming through it all !!
Watching as you find that renewed spirituality has been a gift of the highest order for me! Laffing in uncontrollable hysteria is our M.O. !! Always the best when it was about our own foolish acts, like when you "just FELL OUT !!". of your Handidart and sprained your ankle.....
You sent me on my journey.
Now I send you off, with all my love.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be at your face,
May the sun shine warm upon you.
And....until we meet again my sister,
May God keep you, and hold you in her ever-lovin' arms.
RIDE FREE
All my love,
Anj
'Cover Girls - Beautiful Bikers Mary Anne and Annie'
Mary Anne and Annie graced the cover of the first ever issue of Sister Cycle, with their amazing smiles and gorgeous Harleys. What better way to describe the true spirit of motorcycle riding? Ride on sisters, ride on, ride on!
Mary Anne Forever and Ever
Thank you Mary Anne, for being my friend, for making my day better, for the hug that always held me even when you were somewhere else. Your inspiration and support over the years will never be forgotten. I know I have been blessed to have known and shared life with you. Though you’ve had your own mountains to climb you’ve been there to help others climb theirs. The enthusiasm and positive attitude, with which you embraced each day, even if it wasn’t always such a good day, is a constant reminder that ‘you take one day at a time’ and make the most out of that day. Taken from us far too soon, I will always cherish the times I have known with you and will carry you and your beautiful smile in my heart forever and ever.
‘Til we meet again, know that your are always loved
– Susan Barber
‘Til we meet again, know that your are always loved
– Susan Barber
Sunday, September 30, 2007
A message of Love from Mary Anne's Sister Nancy
My fun loving baby sister who will never be forgotten. The hardest thing I have ever done was to leave her after spending a week in BC, knowing I would never see her again. It was a great comfort knowing she had so many wonderful, loving friends out there for her. I know my Dad was waiting for her when she went "home" on Sept 25.
A message of Love from Mary Anne's cousin Penny
I am Mary Anne's cousin Penny, the only family member besides her girls that Mary Anne had out here in BC, and she was the only family I had here also. Although we didn't see each other a lot in the past years since she moved from Mission to the city, we were always with each other in spirit.
When I first moved out here from Ontario, Mary Anne was living in Mission and she got me a job at a bank and found me a place to live with some mutual friends so I would move to Mission from Chilliwack to be closer to her. We had a lot of good times & bad times together and I loved her like my sister. Our fathers were brothers and died in the same year. Before she got sober, she fought her demons daily, but she conquered them and I have always admired her for her courage and
perseverance.
I was at the hospital the night before Mary Anne passed as was Betty Boop, Amy & Ginger and I am so glad I got to see her again, hold her hand and have a last talk & laugh with her.
She will always be in my heart and I will see her big smile and hear her vivacious laugh all the rest of my life.
Thank you all for doing this awesome site to honor Mary Anne and for having the celebration of her life. I will be there and hope to meet everyone that had such beautiful things to say about a beautiful lady!
When I first moved out here from Ontario, Mary Anne was living in Mission and she got me a job at a bank and found me a place to live with some mutual friends so I would move to Mission from Chilliwack to be closer to her. We had a lot of good times & bad times together and I loved her like my sister. Our fathers were brothers and died in the same year. Before she got sober, she fought her demons daily, but she conquered them and I have always admired her for her courage and
perseverance.
I was at the hospital the night before Mary Anne passed as was Betty Boop, Amy & Ginger and I am so glad I got to see her again, hold her hand and have a last talk & laugh with her.
She will always be in my heart and I will see her big smile and hear her vivacious laugh all the rest of my life.
Thank you all for doing this awesome site to honor Mary Anne and for having the celebration of her life. I will be there and hope to meet everyone that had such beautiful things to say about a beautiful lady!
Friday, September 28, 2007
A Sweet Message of Love from Sue J.
Just wanted to say that even though I didn't know Maryanne long, she touched my heart and made me feel special whenever we were together. The times belly-dancing when I felt like I had two left feet, she made me feel okay about it! Thank you Maryanne for helping me see that it's okay to just be me!!!!
Love Sue
Love Sue
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Mary Anne at the B.C Sharpee Convention!
I've heard it said that dogs are very good judges of character. Looks like they'd give her 'Best in Show!'
What Kind of Lady rides a Turbo-charged FXR?
The Legendary kind! That's what kind! Mary Anne may be impersonating Elvis, but I'll bet he couldn't even handle a hot bike like that! Mary Anne, you are such an inspiration, I just mightt have to get a Harley next summer....(it'll have to be a fast one, so I can keep up with you, Mary Anne!)
A Message of Love from Gordy T.
First met Mary-Anne in 91 or 92 at the Alano on 6th & 6th....beautiful woman, hard charger, loved her immediately. Got to know her more & more at meetings (Sober Riders )....the mad dashes to Fresco's afterwards, she was never afraid of the
wick...loved her dearly. She helped me tremendously with reintegration after many years locked down, can say with all my heart that I would not be the man I am today, but not for her...love her endlessly. Did a step five with her, would have made a grown man cringe...watched for the change...got nothin but love, part of me died yesterday at 1:30.....I adored her....always will.
Gordy T.
wick...loved her dearly. She helped me tremendously with reintegration after many years locked down, can say with all my heart that I would not be the man I am today, but not for her...love her endlessly. Did a step five with her, would have made a grown man cringe...watched for the change...got nothin but love, part of me died yesterday at 1:30.....I adored her....always will.
Gordy T.
Flying High! What a riot!
This is where you'll find Mary Anne, flying high, living life to its very fullest, and reminding us all to do the same!
It ain't no bike helmet......
Mary Anne at Whistler, ready for her zip line adventure.....who else could put on an outfit like that and still look sexy?
Maryannes Smile is contagious!! A message from Betty
What a beautiful soul shining thru that smile. What a gal- a Mother, a friend, a dignified lady and one HELLUVA BIKE RIDER!!
I learned from you following your lead on the bike trying to keep up and I did…you taught me no fear…it is what it is… You are my SISTA in recovery, in womanhood, in loving life, in friendship, and fun…
I cherish the memories we shared riding this year, belly dancing and giggling!! I am posting this blog confirming what a great friend you are!! I have been deeply blessed and privileged to have shared being a part of your life. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.Your smile is radiated in my memory and heart; and will always be a source of comfort and these words you wrote
“Hey Bud,
I just wanted you to know how special you are to me Betty; funny how we got together, and how many ways you have made my life happier. You are such a good friend, I trust you totally and I hope you know that I will always have your back. ...your friend Mary Anne”
Ride on Mary Anne you lived life well, loved well and are well loved… I will continue to celebrate your life and legacy……xoxo your friend Betty Boop
Mary Anne and Betty Boop, Classic Babes!
The laughs, the smiles, the soul and the love. Beautiful and unforgettable, wild and free forever.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Starrlene (Star!) and Mary Anne
All dolled up, and it looks like they had somewhere to go too! Beautiful!
Friday, September 14, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
A ride for you......
Hey Mary Anne,
You know when we call each other? When we're feeling down, mixed up, in a funk, and we just decide to go for a ride, wherever the road might take us? Well, yesterday, I did just that, and I took you with me too. At 1:00 o'clock in the afternoon, I walked away from my desk at work, got on my bike, and rode like the wind all the way to Cache Creek, and then the back way down through Lillooet, Whistler and finally back home. A twelve hour round trip. But what a ride! The highway up through Fraser Canyon was empty, it was hot and sunny, and the water buffalo was just flying down the highway. It was sublime, and your big crazy smile was shining along with me every moment. And you know, I went way too fast a few times, just to keep up to you Mary Anne, 'cause it's the only way.
Riding high, high as a kite, smiling, living, loving, riding, and riding, and riding. Ride on biker Angel, ride on!
You know when we call each other? When we're feeling down, mixed up, in a funk, and we just decide to go for a ride, wherever the road might take us? Well, yesterday, I did just that, and I took you with me too. At 1:00 o'clock in the afternoon, I walked away from my desk at work, got on my bike, and rode like the wind all the way to Cache Creek, and then the back way down through Lillooet, Whistler and finally back home. A twelve hour round trip. But what a ride! The highway up through Fraser Canyon was empty, it was hot and sunny, and the water buffalo was just flying down the highway. It was sublime, and your big crazy smile was shining along with me every moment. And you know, I went way too fast a few times, just to keep up to you Mary Anne, 'cause it's the only way.
Riding high, high as a kite, smiling, living, loving, riding, and riding, and riding. Ride on biker Angel, ride on!
Monday, September 10, 2007
(right to left) Mary Anne, Wilson, Angie, Betty, Heather, Suzanne, and Jacquelin, zip trekking adventure in Whistler
A Message from Jeannie, AKA, 'Wilson'
Maryanne
My friend, what can I say? I have known you for many years but our bond has grown so strong in the past couple. We have shared two Step groups, back to back and many tears, fears, joy and laughter.
I have a picture of you on my desk at work. It is of you, I, Angie, Heather, Betty, Suzanne and Jacquelin on our zip trekking adventure in Whistler. This was taken May 12th of this year, only four short months ago. I can still see you soaring through the air, arms open wide, head back and screaming with laughter.
When I miss you, which will be often, I will look skywards and you will be on your Dyna in the sky, soaring behind the eagles and I will smile.
We took our cakes together last November, you, Angie and I. Larry had divided up a medallion into three pieces. I still carry mine with me as a symbol of our eternal bond.
So for now, farewell, until we meet again and the medallion becomes whole again..
Ride on
All of my Love, Wilson
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Just for today, we will sit quietly with Mary Anne.
To all of you who love and adore Mary Anne so deeply, this is a place for her, and for us, to share what we will, a place for our Love's energy to converge in cyberspace. Please feel free to send any stories, comments, photos, poems or whatever, to Joseph at joegilland@shaw.ca, or to Betty, at boopster2003@shaw.ca and we will do our very best to honour all of your love, and post it all here. Let us give our Love and energy freely, for the woman we all love so dearly.
We all send this Love that we share, to a place where Mary Anne can feel all the Love that is going on between us. Infinite waves of Love, radiating out of her and into us all, and from us all back to her a thousand fold. With deep gratitude and honour for the integrity and strength of her beautiful soul! Mary Anne, we love you, with every bit of our souls and spirits, and we are with you, every moment.
We all send this Love that we share, to a place where Mary Anne can feel all the Love that is going on between us. Infinite waves of Love, radiating out of her and into us all, and from us all back to her a thousand fold. With deep gratitude and honour for the integrity and strength of her beautiful soul! Mary Anne, we love you, with every bit of our souls and spirits, and we are with you, every moment.
This moment, with Mary Anne
Mary Anne is with us, inside of us all. We can hear her laugh, we can feel the warmth of her caring, the intensity of her soul.
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