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Ass, Bones, and Children: HICKS, Sybil Marie (nee Lyons) It hurts me to admit it... but , Mrs. Ron Hicks from Baysville, have passed away. I passed peacefully with my eldest daughter, Brenda, by my side February 2, 2019 at 8:20 a.m. I leave behind my loving husband, Ron Hicks, whom I often affectionately referred to as a "Horse's Ass". I also left behind my children whom I tolerated over the years; Bob (with Carol) my oldest son and also my favourite. Brian (with Ginette) who was the Oreo cookie favourite, Brenda AKA "Hazel" who would run to clean the bathrooms when she heard company was coming. Barbara (with Gordon) the ever Miss Perfect and finally Baby Bruce who wouldn't eat homemade turkey soup because he didn't want to be alert looking for bones while he ate. I will miss seeing my sweetest grandchildren; Caitlin, Megan, Joel, Issac Mason, Rachel, Annie, Emma, Harrison, Clark, Choe, Orion, Griffin ...grow up to be the incredible people they are meant to be I graduated from Waterdown High School with honors while wearing my shiny bright saddle shoes. I later graduated from Hamilton General Hospital School Nursing class of 1957B -Best Class EVER! In 1972 Ron and I loaded the car with the 5- B's and headed north to run a school bus company for over 20 years in Baysville, Ontario. I was an active horticulturalist, a member of the Eastern Star and a member of the Lion's Club in Baysville. I finally have the smoking hot body I have always wanted... . having been cremated. Please come say goodbye and celebrate my wonderful life with my husband and his special friend Dorothy who is now lovingly taking care of my horse's ass For those of you who are wondering who assisted me in writing this. it wasn't my husband, it wasn't my oldest, nor was it my youngest... Thank you all for sharing my life with me. I am off to swim to the buoy and back Love, Sybil This womans obituary (Hamilton Spectator) proves that in death, she is funnier than I am in life
Ass, Bones, and Children: HICKS, Sybil Marie (nee Lyons)
 It hurts me to admit it... but , Mrs. Ron Hicks from Baysville, have passed
 away. I passed peacefully with my eldest daughter, Brenda, by my side
 February 2, 2019 at 8:20 a.m.
 I leave behind my loving husband, Ron Hicks, whom I often affectionately
 referred to as a "Horse's Ass".
 I also left behind my children whom I tolerated over the years; Bob (with
 Carol) my oldest son and also my favourite. Brian (with Ginette) who was the
 Oreo cookie favourite, Brenda AKA "Hazel" who would run to clean the
 bathrooms when she heard company was coming. Barbara (with Gordon) the
 ever Miss Perfect and finally Baby Bruce who wouldn't eat homemade turkey
 soup because he didn't want to be alert looking for bones while he ate.
 I will miss seeing my sweetest grandchildren; Caitlin, Megan, Joel, Issac
 Mason, Rachel, Annie, Emma, Harrison, Clark, Choe, Orion, Griffin ...grow up
 to be the incredible people they are meant to be
 I graduated from Waterdown High School with honors while wearing my
 shiny bright saddle shoes. I later graduated from Hamilton General Hospital
 School Nursing class of 1957B -Best Class EVER!
 In 1972 Ron and I loaded the car with the 5- B's and headed north to run a
 school bus company for over 20 years in Baysville, Ontario. I was an active
 horticulturalist, a member of the Eastern Star and a member of the Lion's
 Club in Baysville.
 I finally have the smoking hot body I have always wanted... . having been
 cremated.
 Please come say goodbye and celebrate my wonderful life with my husband
 and his special friend Dorothy who is now lovingly taking care of my horse's
 ass
 For those of you who are wondering who assisted me in writing this. it
 wasn't my husband, it wasn't my oldest, nor was it my youngest...
 Thank you all for sharing my life with me. I am off to swim to the buoy and
 back
 Love, Sybil
This womans obituary (Hamilton Spectator) proves that in death, she is funnier than I am in life

This womans obituary (Hamilton Spectator) proves that in death, she is funnier than I am in life

Ass, Bones, and Children: HICKS, Sybil Marie (nee Lyons) It hurts me to admit it... but , Mrs. Ron Hicks from Baysville, have passed away. I passed peacefully with my eldest daughter, Brenda, by my side February 2, 2019 at 8:20 a.m. I leave behind my loving husband, Ron Hicks, whom I often affectionately referred to as a "Horse's Ass". I also left behind my children whom I tolerated over the years; Bob (with Carol) my oldest son and also my favourite. Brian (with Ginette) who was the Oreo cookie favourite, Brenda AKA "Hazel" who would run to clean the bathrooms when she heard company was coming. Barbara (with Gordon) the ever Miss Perfect and finally Baby Bruce who wouldn't eat homemade turkey soup because he didn't want to be alert looking for bones while he ate. I will miss seeing my sweetest grandchildren; Caitlin, Megan, Joel, Issac Mason, Rachel, Annie, Emma, Harrison, Clark, Choe, Orion, Griffin ...grow up to be the incredible people they are meant to be I graduated from Waterdown High School with honors while wearing my shiny bright saddle shoes. I later graduated from Hamilton General Hospital School Nursing class of 1957B -Best Class EVER! In 1972 Ron and I loaded the car with the 5- B's and headed north to run a school bus company for over 20 years in Baysville, Ontario. I was an active horticulturalist, a member of the Eastern Star and a member of the Lion's Club in Baysville. I finally have the smoking hot body I have always wanted... . having been cremated. Please come say goodbye and celebrate my wonderful life with my husband and his special friend Dorothy who is now lovingly taking care of my horse's ass For those of you who are wondering who assisted me in writing this. it wasn't my husband, it wasn't my oldest, nor was it my youngest... Thank you all for sharing my life with me. I am off to swim to the buoy and back Love, Sybil This womans obituary (Hamilton Spectator) proves that in death, she is funnier than I am in life
Ass, Bones, and Children: HICKS, Sybil Marie (nee Lyons)
 It hurts me to admit it... but , Mrs. Ron Hicks from Baysville, have passed
 away. I passed peacefully with my eldest daughter, Brenda, by my side
 February 2, 2019 at 8:20 a.m.
 I leave behind my loving husband, Ron Hicks, whom I often affectionately
 referred to as a "Horse's Ass".
 I also left behind my children whom I tolerated over the years; Bob (with
 Carol) my oldest son and also my favourite. Brian (with Ginette) who was the
 Oreo cookie favourite, Brenda AKA "Hazel" who would run to clean the
 bathrooms when she heard company was coming. Barbara (with Gordon) the
 ever Miss Perfect and finally Baby Bruce who wouldn't eat homemade turkey
 soup because he didn't want to be alert looking for bones while he ate.
 I will miss seeing my sweetest grandchildren; Caitlin, Megan, Joel, Issac
 Mason, Rachel, Annie, Emma, Harrison, Clark, Choe, Orion, Griffin ...grow up
 to be the incredible people they are meant to be
 I graduated from Waterdown High School with honors while wearing my
 shiny bright saddle shoes. I later graduated from Hamilton General Hospital
 School Nursing class of 1957B -Best Class EVER!
 In 1972 Ron and I loaded the car with the 5- B's and headed north to run a
 school bus company for over 20 years in Baysville, Ontario. I was an active
 horticulturalist, a member of the Eastern Star and a member of the Lion's
 Club in Baysville.
 I finally have the smoking hot body I have always wanted... . having been
 cremated.
 Please come say goodbye and celebrate my wonderful life with my husband
 and his special friend Dorothy who is now lovingly taking care of my horse's
 ass
 For those of you who are wondering who assisted me in writing this. it
 wasn't my husband, it wasn't my oldest, nor was it my youngest...
 Thank you all for sharing my life with me. I am off to swim to the buoy and
 back
 Love, Sybil
This womans obituary (Hamilton Spectator) proves that in death, she is funnier than I am in life

This womans obituary (Hamilton Spectator) proves that in death, she is funnier than I am in life

Community, Confidence, and Friends: L) faithinhumanityr Dear teenage boy at skate park: You're probably about fifteen years old, so I don't expect you to be very mature or for you to want a little girl on your skate ramp for that matter. What you don't know is that my daughter has been wanting to skateboard for months. I actually had to convince her that skateboarding wasn't for just for boys. So when we walked up to the skate park and saw that it was full of teenage boys who were smoking and swearing she immediately wanted to turn around and go home. I secretly wanted to go too because I didn't want to have to put on my mom voice and exchange words with you. I also didn't want my daughter to feel like she had to be scared of anyone, or that she wasn't entitled to that skate park just as much as you were. So when she said 'Mom it's full of older boys" I calmly said·So what, they don't own the skate park. She proceeded to go down the ramp in spite of you and your friends flying past her and grinding rails beside her. She only had two or three runs in before you approached her and said Hey, excuse me... immediately prepared to deliver my "She's allowed to use this park just as much as you guys' speech when I heard you say "You're feet are wrong. Can I help you?' You proceeded to spend almost an hour with my daughter showing her how to balance and steer, and she listened to you; A feat not attained by most adults! You held her hand and helped her get up when she fell down and I even heard you tell her to stay away from the rails so that she wouldn't get hurt. I want you to know that I am proud that you are part of my community, and I want to thank you for being kind to my daughter, even though your friends made fun of you for it. She left with a sense of pride and with the confidence that she can do anything, because of you. Helping hand
Community, Confidence, and Friends: L)
 faithinhumanityr
 Dear teenage boy at skate park: You're probably about fifteen years old, so I don't
 expect you to be very mature or for you to want a little girl on your skate ramp for
 that matter. What you don't know is that my daughter has been wanting to
 skateboard for months. I actually had to convince her that skateboarding wasn't for
 just for boys. So when we walked up to the skate park and saw that it was full of
 teenage boys who were smoking and swearing she immediately wanted to turn
 around and go home. I secretly wanted to go too because I didn't want to have to put
 on my mom voice and exchange words with you. I also didn't want my daughter to
 feel like she had to be scared of anyone, or that she wasn't entitled to that skate park
 just as much as you were. So when she said 'Mom it's full of older boys" I calmly
 said·So what, they don't own the skate park. She proceeded to go down the ramp
 in spite of you and your friends flying past her and grinding rails beside her. She only
 had two or three runs in before you approached her and said Hey, excuse me...
 immediately prepared to deliver my "She's allowed to use this park just as much as
 you guys' speech when I heard you say "You're feet are wrong. Can I help you?' You
 proceeded to spend almost an hour with my daughter showing her how to balance
 and steer, and she listened to you; A feat not attained by most adults! You held her
 hand and helped her get up when she fell down and I even heard you tell her to stay
 away from the rails so that she wouldn't get hurt. I want you to know that I am proud
 that you are part of my community, and I want to thank you for being kind to my
 daughter, even though your friends made fun of you for it. She left with a sense of
 pride and with the confidence that she can do anything, because of you.
Helping hand

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