Our hearts are sad with grief over the loss of our dear Lizzy. So many memories of our cottage days and visits back and forth to our homes over our lifetime.

Always in our hearts. So blessed to have had you for our cousin and friend.

Annie and Fritz Hoot

We are saddened to hear of Lizzy's passing. I remember my Godmother at the cottage, summer after summer we would visit. She would come out and greet us with a huge smile, hellos and hugs. I remember Lizzy and my mom spending hours in the kitchen cooking amazing meals,,,,delicious "cottage breakfast" every day. Walks thru the neighbourhoods. trips to the beach, a ride on the rowboat just the girls! Lizzy, my mom, Christine and myself rowing around in the front of the cottage. Always so patient and kind with us little kids that came later in life. Teaching me about the sand bugs that made little holes in the sand to catch ants. Her chuckling at the REX driftwood when she showed it to us. She seemed to love everything about being at the cottage and sharing it with us.

She always sent me gifts for birthdays and Christmas. Even sent my boys monetary gifts when they were small. For years we sent Christmas cards and notes back and forth. She held a special place in my heart and I always felt blessed and proud that she was MY Godmother and in my life as she was.

She will always hold a special place in my heart. I love you my dear "Goat"

Kathy Brett and Brian

We are saddened to hear about Liz's passing. She was always so kind,I will cherish the glass candy dish she gave me. We always a great time when they came to visit my Mom ( her cousin Liz Radovanovic) and when we went to visit in Windsor when Dad was alive. Even though her and her cousins suffered in the war, they always had a great sense of humour, and love for their families which was very important, you can see that from the lovely comments that have been left. We will miss you.Our condolences to Helmet, Rick, Val, Paul, Scott, Val, Cindy, Sasha,Todd, Heidi and Randy, and Eva. Love, Betty and Mark Brohman, and Liz Radovanovic

I find it hard to put words to someone’s life. How can words adequately describe someone? I do not think they can. Then again, Liz was too important a person in our lives, not at least to try to explain the significance she held for us. So with heavy hearts, we will share a few words that can begin to paint the masterpiece God had made her be.

She made such delicious food. Whenever we went to her place for coffee or a light lunch, it was anything but small. It was coffee and kuchen, cookies, oh and she would pull out sandwiches that just happen to be ready. The light lunches were a buffet of fantastic dishes that she “just” made. She would smile, and her eyes would twinkle as she quietly went about getting everything ready.

Then Helmut would also help her. We would watch in admiration how well they worked together. Opinions and remarks would be lovingly bantered back and forth between the two of them and then there was that look they gave each other that it is now ok. They were so tightly bonded that it was clear that this level of comfortable behaviour only comes about through many years of being with each other.

Then we would ask Liz about her journey from Hungary in World War 2. We would sit fascinated as she relived this chapter of her life. Then she would go on how she met Helmut and their wedding and then she would go into another story as we continued to ask questions.

She had a sweet presence. Joyful to talk with, and she had the cutest smile and then she would look you in the eye and say, “Yah, yah,” and then she would be off getting something. She was so skilled in her ability to sew the numerous crafts, quilts, and crochet scarfs. She was very talented, and anytime we would try to tell her, she would just smile and say, “Oh, it’s nothing.”

We are all so thankful to have spent time with her and have such precious memories. These memories will eventually bring more comfort than sadness. To Helmut, Rick, Val and family, may you rest your heartache in the compassionate arms of God each day and find support in His Enduring Love. Please accept our sympathy and condolence on the passing of Liz. Love, Dwayne, Kathy, Giselle, Genevieve Tiede

Cindy Tiede

Monday, March23, 2020

It's been a pleasure and an honour to have been Liz's daughter-in Law. Any task she did was done to perfection with love. Her gardens, cooking and sewing was magnificently impeccable..Endless hours of creating projects seemed effortless and was done with joy. Her patients in all her en devoured tasks was insurmountable. There are no words to describe the love she had for her grandchildren. The memories they have for spending time with her are priceless. She was humble, never expecting anything in return for her efforts. She always included my side of my family in gatherings. We all appreciated her kindness..Liz planned and created parties and an amazing wedding for Harold and I that I will never forget. I couldn't ask for a better outcome and will always remember that day. She had a tort made from scratch on every table, who does that?...Only Liz. She sewed like a professional that had taken courses for years but she was self taught. She made beautiful clothes for me and our girls. She made many quilts, too many to count and sewed stuffed Christmas and Easter Santa's and Bunnies along with toys for her Grandchildren that I will keep in good condition to pass down to the next generation. We all have memories of her delicious cooking. Sasha and Heidi use her recipes often.

Oma; You are so loved and we are forever grateful for sharing your life with us.

Thank-You, Cindy

We are so sad for your loss. May your many wonderful memories and the love your family shared always remain with you. We will fondly remember Elizabeth; both from the old days in Gadacs and now.. Sincerely, Eva Kren and family

When we were young we spent many weekends and summer days at Oma and Opa’s house in Windsor. As with every aspect of her life, Oma put so much care and thought into planning our visits so that she could teach us to sew, cook or garden and to ensure we spent quality time together, like taking Fido to the dog park, building a snowman or crafting. One craft we remember like it was yesterday was making Easter Willows in her basement with jelly beans, sticks and yarn. How she ever came up with these wonderful ideas without the use of Google is beyond us. One day we will make these with our children and share stories of Oma. Us girls, Oma and Opa would all share their two twin beds put together to make a king-size bed and none of us minded at all (except when one would fall through the middle crack once and while and Opa would pull us out and laugh), we loved to be close. Every night, after our bedtime snack of homemade yogurt or peeled and sliced apples we would say our prayers in German. We still remember, by heart, at least three German prayers. In the middle of the night when we would need to get up and use the bathroom Oma would come with us and we would make static sparks with our flannel pajamas in the dark bathroom and giggle. Oma would call them tiny fireworks. It was so much fun. Morning time at Oma and Opa’s house was never disappointing. Her homemade pancakes with homemade strawberry jam or cottage breakfast always set us up for another wonderful day. Opa would always tell her to burn a few pancakes for him (he likes the burnt ones).

When Oma and Opa decided to move to Calgary, we would visit them at least once a year. Because of Oma’s incredible planning, thoughtfulness and love our unforgettable memories continued. The way Oma and Opa camped was impeccable. They never forgot a thing and Oma put a whole new meaning on cooking outside. Oma was always an adventurous person. She would go out on the lake in inflatable boats with us (even in her 80’s), she never wanted to waste any opportunity life had to offer. We went on many long walks in the wilderness with them and we're always looking for the perfect walking stick and of course, when we found it Opa would make it even better with his inventive ways.

The memories Oma worked so hard to build with us were a complete success. She taught us to be thankful for everything that life gives us. Right now, we are most thankful for being blessed with the most loving Oma a grandchild could ever ask for. Our one regret is that she will not get to meet her great-grandchildren in person. However, they will grow up knowing exactly how special she was through our wonderful stories, pictures, and traditions and mostly through our love. Thank you Oma for being so wonderful to us. Being around you made us feel so special and loved. Memories of your love will be passed down through generations. Xxxxxoooo.

Love,

Sasha and Heidi Tiede