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  • Name  Christine Fisher 
    Born  28 Dec 1927 
    Gender  Female 
    Died  11 Oct 2008  Brampton, ON Find all individuals with events at this location 
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    Person ID  I082  herborth
    Last Modified  18 Oct 2008 

    Father  John D Fisher,   d. 1949 
    Mother  Edna Roegele,   b. 20 Nov 1894, North Easthope, Perth Co. Ontario, Canada Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 1968 
    Family ID  F335  Group Sheet

    Family 1  Lawrence Russell,   d. 29 Oct 2008, Hensall, Ontario Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Married  1951 
    Divorced  1961 
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    Last Modified  18 Oct 2008 
    Family ID  F065  Group Sheet

    Family 2  Lorne Henry Sippel,   b. 7 Nov 1925, Stratford, Ontario, Canada Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 27 May 2015, Brampton, ON Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Family ID  F038  Group Sheet

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    • Biography
      Sippel, Christine J., nee Fisher; Peacefully passed away with loved ones by her side on October 11, 2008 at Brampton Civic Hospital in her 81st year. Leaving behind to celebrate her life is her husband Lorne and her children Judy Noble of Stratford, Brian (Nancy) Sippel of Stroud, Deborah(Dan Griffith) of Invermere, B.C., John Russell(Dianne) of Lambton Shores, Wayne Sippel(Rody) of Stratford, Grace(Rick Strachan) of Lenexa KS., and Mary Russell of London ONT. Grandma will always be in the hearts of her 14 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren. Survived by her sisters Grace Johnson of Dwight IL., and Catherine (Russell Yausie) of Tavistock, and predeceased by her sister Mary White and brothers Alex, Donald and George Fisher.

      Christine will be missed by all and loved forever.

      A Memorial Service to be held on Monday October 20, 2008 at 2:00 p.m., with visitation one hour prior, in the Chapel of Andrews Community Funeral Centre, 8190 Dixie Rd., Brampton (N. of Steeles Ave.)(905)-456-8190. Tributes to the family may be made at www.mem.com
      Christine (Chris) was the daughter of John D. and Edna Fisher of Shakespeare Ontario. John was the Clerk of South Easthope Township in Perth County for 50 years until his untimely death in 1949. He was actively involved in the political events of his time and Christine, no doubt, picked up her life long interest through him.

      Edna moved the family into Stratford after John's passing. Here, Christine finished her business education, entered the work force and met Lawrence Russell. They married in 1951 and resided in Edna's house at 85 Dufferin Street. In 1952, Deborah was born, followed closely after in 1953 by John. They were followed by Grace in 1955 and Mary in 1957. Troubles, however entered the marriage and Lawrence left Christine in 1961.

      For the next 8 years, Christine worked to support her family as a single mom. Her mother Edna was the rock by her side during this time and taught the 4 children, the things that Christine and her siblings had learned a generation earlier. In 1968, Edna passed on after a lengthy battle with cancer.

      That year, Chris started spending time with Lorne Sippel. Lorne had lost his wife to illness and like Christine was looking to fill a void. In no time they became an 'item' and by the summer of '69 were ready to get married. This instantly created a large family of 7 children. Lorne's daughter Judy was married and brothers Brian and Wayne were still at home.

      For ten years, Lorne and Chris resided at 85 Dufferin, until a promotion for Lorne at Cooper-Bessemer, necessitated a move to the Toronto area. They picked the A section of Bramalea in Brampton where they have resided ever since.
      Chris was many things but mostly she was full of life. Her interests were many and she was as interested in the success of others as much or probably more than her own.

      In the early fifties she was a member of the Stratford Little Theatre which preceded the famous festival of today. Chris was an active member and president, for a time, of the Shakespeare Public School Home and School Association. She was, over the years, an active fund raiser and canvasser for the Heart and Stroke Foundation, the Diabetes Association and the Cancer Society. Lorne and Chris, together, were active volunteers and contributors with the Lambton Heritage Museum and the Lake Smith Conservationists. One thing she never joined was a Seniors club which she considered to be for others, unlike busy Lorne and her.

      Christine loved the english language. There were few who could talk up a storm like her. Her opinions were many and they were current. She could and would make her points forcefully and unlike the rest of the world which kept sex, politics and religion away from the kitchen table, Chris encouraged those subjects and others to be discussed and enjoyed the results. She enjoyed word play and puns, good jokes, editorial cartoons and good interviews. Broad British comedy with great dialogue would set her off even if she had the script memorized from too many viewings.

      Her opinions were also broad and well thought out. Christine was an inveterate reader who kept on top of issues, locally, nationally or internationally through her daily perusing of the Star. This was augmented by CBC radio news and current affairs, Charlie Rose on PBS, Lloyd on CTV and Peter on CBC TV. She could discuss Darfur, the Taliban or Timor as readily as Obama or Dion. She had some problems with certain names like Harper but it might have been brain cramps.

      Christine's politics were liberal. LARGE L and small l. A passionate defender of the social benefits that Canada gives her citizens and one who knew from experience what it was like to be at the short end, her arguments were impassioned but reasoned. She could not abide public figures who were not empathetic to their electors. She believed in a civil service that was civil and gave service. Her father taught her well and she passed on these lessons to those who would listen.

      She had her public heroes. Names such as Charlotte Whitton, Judy Lamarsh and of course, Mayor Hazel McCallion were often mentioned as inspiring leaders. Chris had a special fondness for Pierre Elliot Trudeau and Leonard Cohen but the one who gave her the most joy was June Callwood. Her passing recently was a blow as Chris figured she was just getting her second wind. The optimism of the ageless.

      Christine's reading only started with the newspaper and magazines. Her real passion was books. So many books had she read over the years, that she had a series of black books listing the hundreds of authors and the thousands of books. Chris shared this interest as with many other things with Lorne. It was assumed that they both had a majority stake in the Brampton Public Library such was the service they received. Two days before her passing, the library phoned to say the latest order was already in. She loved to read to children and many memories of mother, grandmother and great grandmother Chris will be of a book, her lap and that voice.

      One of the greatest gifts Christine received from her mother Edna was the love of Gardening. This love has now been passed down three more generations. The gardens that she took over from her mother in Stratford were added to and changed to Lorne's and her liking over their ten years together there. But the best was yet to come.

      Over the next thirty years in Brampton, their yard, through perseverance, good planning and hard work became a showpiece on their street. From trellises with roses and clematis to wild gardens with solomon seal and trilliums, from boulevard rock gardens scavenged from their many trips north to formal annual beds, from vegetable beds bulging with produce to miniature rock garden specimens, from formal hedges to graceful shade trees, from grape vine grottoes to heavy laden fruit trees, it was all there. A place of peace and beauty. A place that made strangers stop and look. A place that neighbours came to see the weekly and monthly changes. A place that eventually won them awards for three straight years from the local Horticultural Society. The first one came when Chris was 76 and Lorne was 78. Just starting out in the business. An inspiration to all.

      The gardens also were home to another passion. The annual Halloween decorating extravaganza. Always changing, never the same ,the decorating got Chris in the mood for all the young goblins who were out trick or treating for the night. She liked to find who they were and what they were and where they lived. A guess that went around was that it was really a trick on Chris's part to keep them long enough to ingest their youthful spirit for her nefarious ends. HOOHaHa

      Chris made good use of the produce that came from their gardens and the local markets. Her preserves were many and were much anticipated gifts. From chili sauces to jams and jellies, the factory kitchen was always producing in season. When the harvest ended , it was time for the annual Christmas cookie baking bee which lasted for months. The volume of cookies produced was astounding and the tastes were even better. Chris's best was her shortbread and your cookie tin would have a few but never enough. The family was big you know, everyone should get a share.

      One funny thing that has been pointed out about the last 15 or so years is how little Christine cooked. Baked yes. Preserves yes. But cooking not so much. Her explanation was always the same or a variation on this. I never was a good cook. Lorne is so much better. He likes to cook. I don't and I just did cause I had too. Excuses ? Maybe. But the truth was out there for all to see. Lorne by a landslide.

      When you look back over time, one thing that you notice is how busy people really are. No wonder Chris and Lorne never joined a seniors club. They never had time. Besides the things mentioned above, they entertained , they played lots of cards, they went out to dinner lots of times, they toured the countryside locally and nationally lots of times, they payed their taxes at the casinos lots of times and once and awhile got a refund, they visited their relatives and partied with friends, they went fishing and caught lots of fish, and they laughed. They laughed a lot. They bickered too. But they laughed. They laughed with each other and at each other. They laughed with their friends and their relatives. They enjoyed life together. They were in love and it showed. It was as bright and beautiful as their gardens. It was an inspiration to all.