Dorothy Renaud

Our deepest condolences to her family. Dorthy will be sadly missed from everyone who knew her. She had a great personality, smile and loving nature. We will greatly miss her on Monday nights.
GOD BLESS
Mary Goulawski & Dan Nicholson

Mom,
Nikki's mom isn't doing so well. She loved you so much and I hope up in the heaven you deserve you will say a little prayer for all of us. We will miss you and we love you. Please enjoy the peace you worked so hard create.

Harvey, Nikki & Sydney
Harvey & Niiki

I met Marcy Renaud in 1988. I was 19 and working the midnight shift at Mac's Milk down on Shepard and Ouellette. Every night this good looking blonde girl would come into the store and buy chips or sunflower seeds, a diet coke and a pack of player's light cigarettes. I never payed much attention but I thought she was a real beauty, the kind of girl us guys admired from afar and only hoped that one day we would be lucky enough to have a girl so fine show interest in us. One of the girls I worked with suggested I speak to this girl and maybe ask for a phone number. I laughed and said, " A girl like that wouldn't want anything to do with a convenience store bum like me. She's outa' my league!" She said, " No, I think she likes you. I can tell by the way she looks at you when she's paying for her things. You should ask for her number". So, the next night she came in and bought a coke, chips, and a pack of Player's Light cigarettes. As I was handing her back her change, shaking and ready to faint, I asked this blonde girl if she happened to be seeing anyone steady. She plainly said," No". Then, ready to be humiliated for the umpteenth time in my young life, I asked the blonde beauty if I could have her phone number and maybe sometime we could see a movie or go out for dinner. Instead of the great burst of laughter that I was expecting, from both her and the girl I was working with, she reached into her purse for a pen and a piece of paper." My God!", I thought to myself. " I'm a King, not a joker!". Marcy and I spent many days after that going out for breakfast, because we both worked midnights, and walking around downtown Windsor. I can still remember our first kiss. I told her, " It's like we've kissed each other before". It was familiar, natural. I knew that I had found the girl that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Time would tell if she believed the same. Within the first week of our dating she met my mother and father and then it was my turn to meet her family. I took the 1C bus to 3471 Girardot St. in West Windsor. It had been many years since I had been in that end of town. My Uncle George lived on Millen St. when I was a young boy. I used to visit my cousins and their fiends and I would play street hockey on the road. My Uncle George and some guy they called Elvis would be the only adults playing with us. Good times. Anyway, I made my way up the street from the bus stop to Marcy's house on Girardot. As I knocked on the door I was greeted by a loud " woof", that came from the family dog named Bear. I was let into the house and knelt down to pet the one that had greeted me at the door. Marcy came to meet me at the door and remarked that she couldn't believe I was still alive because Bear always jumped and barked at strangers and even friends. The first good sign of the day. Bear approved of me. I was then introduced to Richard and grandma who were sitting in the living room watching a Detroit Tigers ball game. I asked them if they thought the Tigers had a chance to win it again since the '84 series, if Gibson would do it again? Grandma shook my hand and told me to take a seat. Second good sign of the day. Grandma approved. I met Shannon, who was more excited to meet Marcy's new boyfriend than my parents probably were at my birth. I met Harvey a skinny, goofy looking kid with a painter's hat on sideways, Brook who barley acknowledged my presence, Robert whom I thought was pretty scary at that time, Darcy Marcy's twin sister that doesn't look anything like Marcy, DArcy's boyfriend Dave, who still looks like Steve Perry from the rock band Journey (and he hates it when people say that), and finally the mother. Dorothy Renaud. A red head, just like my very own mother. Good sign number 3. In the days to follow I really got to know each of Marcy's brothers and sisters, Ed came a little later because he was pretty busy with his own pursuits. I thought to myself, " How in the world does one woman raise all these crazy, individually distinct kids herself?! She must be rich!" Well I found out the truth. When she left her husband, to save the life of her children, she had gone on mother's allowance to provide for her family. There was no way she was going to have that kind of a life for long though. She went to college, got her grade 12 and more. She started working at a group home taking care of some of God's most special people. She had found her purpose in life. Taking care of and helping out others who were less fortunate than her. A friend of Dorothy's recently told me a secret. He said, " She won't admit it but those guys do more for her spirit than she lets on". Other than her own family, she loved those people for whom she cared for and the friends that she worked with, with all of her heart. If Dorothy had won the lottery she would have donated the majority of it to The Association and continued to work every day for her regular paycheck. She loved her job so much that bone cancer couldn't stop her from getting up every day and going to work. That was Dorothy, always giving more of herself than she took from others. Rarely did she ask for anyone's help in any matter. She accepted offers of kindness but rarely ever asked for anything. There are only 2 things in life that she wanted most of all. She wanted her children to be safe and happy and for them to love and respect each other and all those they meet. But above that she wanted to spend all the time that God would allow her to see her grandchildren Todd, Cody, Baya, Tiffany, Aiden,and Sydney. And she never forgot about Sara. What a woman. Out of all the memories of Dorothy that I will carry with me one stands out the most. One night, back when I was living in between my parents home and Dorothy's, her and I stayed up talking till the very early morning. We sat at her kitchen table, just her and I, a couple of candles, coffee and a pack of cigarettes. We sat and talked about anything and everything. At the end of our coversation she said, " I learned alot about you". I don't know if that was a good or bad thing because I was young at the time and thought I had everything figured out in life. But regardless, I've tried to live a life that my parents would be proud of and that would not shame them or my wonderful mother-in-law. I hope I'm doing alright in your eyes Dorothy. I'd hate to disappoint you. Dorothy has done many great things in her life. She overcame all obstacles, she lived life to her fullest potential, she loved, she laughed, she worked,and she travelled. Christmas was Dorothy's favorite time of the year. She loved it. It was a time for her to celebrate her family and to do what she loved to do the most. GIVE! She would go into debt every year buying all her friends and family what she hoped was the perfect the gift. She went into debt and didn't care. It was only money and she would make more. She loved her Christmas tree and she'd have the girls over early to help decorate the apartment and share the time together.But of all the gifts she has given me over the years the greatest one that Dorothy Anne Renaud ever gave me was the woman that I love and married, Marcy. I will forever love and miss you ma. Save me a seat up there in heaven. Light a candle and start the coffee. I'll bring the smokes.

Love Kevin

To our entire Windsor family & beyond,
What an honour it was to have spent time with Dot over the past few years while studying in Windsor. We are all better individuals to have known her and I am eternally grateful to have met her and each of you. Dot was truly one of the kindest ladies I have ever met and Mary Ann and I will dearly miss her. Our hearts go out to each of you and may we always remember how lucky we were to have known suck a kind and strong hearted women.

Love always,
Greg and Mary Ann Stewart

Dorothy and Family: How blessed were we to have been reunited with you all and to have been part of such an amazingly strong and caring family! Your strength Dorothy was an inspiration and the lessons you gave to the world, unconditionally, will last for all eternity. If I could leave half of such a full, rich, positive legacy, I should be very proud. Life is all about love Dorothy.....God has held a special place at his table tonight, for you! Although missed here, you are with Florence and family members, resting and loved, visit me in your dreams, I have a feeling you will be an amazing guardian angel! I walk proud, knowing that I carry your 'genes'!! Thinking of you all here in Shanghai, China....our heart is in Canada, and with you.
R.&R.

I THINK DOROTHY IS A ANGEL IN HAVEN AND IS WATCHING OVER US ALL.I AM GOING TO TRY AND BE AS STRONG AS SHE WAS BECAUSE THATS WHAT SHE TOGHT ME. TO BE POSITIVE AND STRONG AND I AM A BEETER PERSON FOR NOING HER. AND I AM SO VARY BLESSED TO OF HAD HER IN MY LIFE I MISS HER SO MUCH ALL READY. BUT I WILL TAKE FROM HER STRENTH AND KEEP GOING ON I NO THATS WHAT SHE WOULD OF WANTED.I LOVE HER AND I CHARISH HER FREIND SHIP SHE WILL NERVER BE FORGOTIN I WILL TELL DESTINY ALL ABOUT AUNT DOT ALL THE TIME. SO SHE WILL ALLWAYS REMEMBER AUNT DOT FOREVER.I AM LUCKY TO HAVE SO MANY GOOD AND HAPPY MEMERYS AND I WILL ALWAYS SHAIR THEM.THANK YOU DOROTHY FOR BEING YOU. LOVE APRIL

Aunt Dot,

I cant express enough how much I admire your strenght to move on and never let anything stop you. Whenever I am feeling at my worst, and I felt sorry for myself and my ailments, I thought of yourself and your strength to move on and do what you had to do. I will miss you dearly and my spirit will be with you once again some day. Tell Grams I said "HI" and tell her I say pickles taste NOTHING like cukecumbers.

I would like to take this time to thank you for giving me the opportunity to spend time with your mother. Sharing time with your mother gave me great comfort she reminded me of my own mom. Her heart was hugh and love never ending. Your mother was truly an inspiration, a very caring and generous women who put herself and her feelings before her own. As you know better than anyone, she left her mark on everyone she met, she didn't have a negative word to say, she could always find good in everyone and lord knows she loved the guys in the home it was her second home and her second family. Dorothy always looked to make life a little easier and better for someone else even if it meant doing without. Dorothy will live forever in each and everyone of you as well as in those that were fortunate enough to meet and spend time with her. My love, my thoughts and my prayers are with each and everyone of you. When you feel down and the grief seems unbearable think about how your mom touched so many lives and know that she is at peace.

Bye mum, dont worry about Rob and dont forget your smokes...

Edward, our sympathies are with you and your family on the passing of your mother. From your friends and colleagues at sonofi pasteur, Process Development

Dear Renaud Family,

I am so sorry to hear of your mother's passing. my thoughts are with you.

We're are very sorry and saddened to hear of the passing of such a wonderful lady. She will be sincerely missed.

Hi Edward & Linda;

Please accept my deepest sympathy on the passing of your Mom. May you be strengthened by your precious memories of her. Celebrate her life and the person she was. May God comfort you in this time.

Best regards,

annie

It is with heavy hearth that I am writhing this. Dorothy was and always be our friend, she bowled with us for many years. We had many good and fun times. We love her and will miss her very much. Dorothy, all our love and throughts are of you for all time. God Bless,

Please accept my condolences for the passing of your mum. I am so sorry to hear that.

Dorothy will always be remembered for her loving smile and kind words. It is with great sadness in my heart that I offer these wishes and knowing that your lost is great, but with time healing will come.

May the love of God comfort you in this time of grief. Dorothy is a loving and a very compassionate person who will always be remembered for her untiring love and devotion to her profession.

Dear Ed,

my deepest condolences to you and your family. I wish you strength and love in this difficult time; my thoughts are with you.

Volker

Dotty, it saddens our hearts that you have left us. It is a comfort to know that the pain has finally left you and you can rest in peace. Our hearts are so full of sorrow. You were not just my Sister but you were also our best friend. You have only been gone for a short time and already it seems like forever. With tears in our eyes and sorrow in our hearts our love for you will never die, you will be in our hearts forever. Our lives are so much richer for knowing you. You always seemed so up, no one would have ever guessed all the problems you were facing. You were an inspiration to all. We will talk to you in our prayers and our dreams. It is not good bye, just, see you later. We love you Dotty.

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2006

Mom we miss you so much and remember everyday what a wonderful mother & grandmother you are, we love you. Harvey, Nikki & Sydney