I knew Flo when we were young mothers. We were neighbours and became great friends over the years. My kids called her Auntie Flo and while she was in Winnipeg we visited back and forth. She gave my daughter Kim her first haircut. We visited her and Don in Minaki when they had the store and it was like no time had passed. Great fun and many wonderful memories. Rest In Peace Flo 

There is no words to express my gratitude for the unconditional love and acceptance Flo gave to me. I will forever cherish the memories I have with Flo. Flo always amazed me: before the day started she would have muffins made in the morning, would put in a full days work at her store, and always had a good laugh and time for a chat. Thank you Flo for just being you.. an amazing person... and for always having that candy dish full. Love you always

I have so many wonderful memories, I am going to miss my Auntie Flo so much. She was one of the kindest women I ever knew and always there for you. I love you Auntie Flo!

When I think of Auntie Flo I always think of smiles, laughter and so so much fun!!
I feel like heaven is a much rowdier and fun place now!!
You are missed!!❤️❤️

What a beautiful tribute to a beautiful woman. Whenever I was with Aunty Flo and Uncle Don I had such a good time. You felt the love and happiness that they exuded and that they loved having their family and friends around them. She had a joy for life, a smile and laugh that will never be forgotten. ❤️

Looking back at photos and hearing stories of mom brings much comfort.
It has helped me remember and appreciate even more than ever the kind, sweet, fun and amazing woman she was.
Mom was all about family, friends and community. She showered all with love, smiles and food, especially perogies and remembered names of so many that would frequent the Bayridge.
She loved to celebrate occasions, any occasion...not just the big ones. Halloween, Grey Cup, Boxing Day even the Oscars. She loved coming to music festivals, plays and concerts with me.
If you look back at her life she has lessons to teach....right up to the end when it was difficult for her to remember.

-She taught me beauty is important. But not just looking pretty but growing flowers, making wonderful displays of meals, creating a comfortable home. It was all in the eye of the beholder. She saw beauty in everyone & everything.

-I was told no one could make me have a good time, only I could do that.
So keeping the right attitude and remaining positive and cheerful, despite any challenges that may come.

-We are all equal. She would help and treat everyone who came into the store as a valued and respected customer.

-Family. Both Nan & Papa Don were the closest extension of family we could ever have desired. Jordy, Sage, Logan, Sam and I were in and out of that home next door on a daily basis. Always welcomed, always loved.

-Strength. When life's challenges came quickly at mom. She still wanted to look beautiful, be cheerful, love everyone and cherish more than ever her family.

I travelled with mom and Darlene, Jordy's mom to Fernie when Sage was due to have Murphy. I felt the importance of this connection of women to be there for one another. It was the most meaningful and important trip I had ever taken. Support and teachings for the next generations.

Mom had a poem that I found.
I don't know if she actually wrote it or copied it.
Nevertheless, it goes like this.

Being sick has a mental part.
So use your head to soothe you.
Thinking good thoughts is the way to start.
And smiling works, I assure you.
Don't let the gloomies win.
A happy soul will comfort you often.
And right now is the time to begin.

Just a couple of days before mom passed I had a dream of her.
She said to me, "You will always be my girl."

It is with heavy hearts that we say goodbye to my Nan, Florence McLean who passed away peacefully with my mom Nadene by her side on Saturday February 20th 2021.
Nan was the hostest with the mostest. Anyone was welcome in her home and she loved to entertain.
My fondest memories of my childhood were the pool parties & fish fry’s on their deck and their Boxing Day parties in their living room when the whole town of Minaki would come over for the shrimp rings and the rye and cokes.
Nan loved to dance, make people laugh, and mostly ensure people felt loved. Especially her grandchildren. I felt so loved every moment of my life by my nan. I can feel her giving my hand a squeeze, running her hands through my hair, and calling me angel-puss as I type.
She cared so deeply for her family, and I spent most of my childhood wrapped in her arms with her curling my hair, singing me Que Cera Cera and helping me get rosebuds in heaven by saying my prayers.
Her cheese buns from The Bayridge were a town favourite, and you would never go hungry if you spent an afternoon with Flo.
She loved to dance, and I will forever be grateful that she tore up the dance floor at my wedding and got to hold my daughter Murphy.
The last time I saw my nan she was winking at Tim & I through the window of her room at Pinecrest while we sang her a ‘Stand By Me’ from outside on the lawn.
On the night she passed we were reading bedtime stories when Murphy looked away from the book and started waving across the room. I looked up to see nobody there, but the disco ball in our kitchen spinning. I texted my mom in that moment to see how nan was doing and she said that she had just taken her last breath.
Thanks nan for stopping coming over to say goodbye and have a dance. I hope you and Papa Don are dancing together now.
I will love you oodles and oodles of noodles forever Nan.
Rest In Peace.