Ruth (Didi), beloved sister of the Late Pauline Madramato of Calgary, AB, passed away on Monday, August 5, 2019 at the age of 94 years.
Ruth was born on Plantation Skeldon, Coryntyne, Berbice, Guyana on March 31, 1925. She immigrated to Canada in 1978 from Guyana, South America and moved to Calgary, Alberta in 1979.
Ruth lived a life of service to her family. At the age of 13 after the death of her mother, Ruth left school to raise her younger sisters, Pauline and Jean. After her sisters grew up and married, she took care of her father, Charles Isaac, who was a Presbyterian Minister in Essequibo, Guyana. Ruth also took care of her father’s parishioners and her father until he died.
Ruth was a consummate caregiver for her family. When her sister Pauline married, Ruth cared for Pauline’s children, Maurice, Maggie, Henry, and Jan. As the grandchildren and great-grandchildren came along, Ruth took an active part in raising all of them with love and care.
Ruth’s gifts to her family and the world were her caring nature, hospitality, and love. She enjoyed cooking and spending time with her family, singing hymns, and praying. She had a prayer and blessing for everyone who ever crossed her path.
Ruth’s favourite scripture was the 23rd Psalm. She will be most remembered for her faith in God and her commitment and service to her family and friends.
Ruth is survived by her nieces and nephews, Maggie Page, Maurice, Henry, and Janice Mangal; grandchildren, Andy and Shayne Edwards, Mahesh, Malini, and Charles Mangal, Natasha James, and Shawn, Robbie, Wynn and Shemar Mangal. Ruth was the great-grandmother of Christopher Edwards, Kai and Noah Mangal.
Ruth was predeceased by her husband, Murat Kennett; parents, Charles and Ellen Goberdhan; sister, Jean Annamunthodo; and grandson, James Page.
Rest in Peace beloved Didi, we all loved you to the ends of the earth and back.
“When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not for long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that once we shared
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone.”
~ Christina Rosetti