Friday, February 28, 2025
Ginger was my second mom. She and my mother were neighbors and friends from the moment they bought in Markham, their backyards connected as a welcome to each others homes. From the day I was born, Heather and I were inseparable, and with my mom working full-time as a single parent, my sister Lianne and I spent countless lunches and after-school hours at the Northcotts’ home.
Ginger welcomed us without hesitation—always with a warm hug, a bright smile, a silly joke, and a seat at the table. She never made us feel like extra mouths to feed or guests passing through; we were simply part of the family.
Growing up in Ginger’s household was a privilege. My childhood and formative years are so intertwined with her and her family that she is woven into the very fabric of who I am today. Her kindness, her generosity, and her unwavering love shaped me in ways I will always carry with me.
I will forever be grateful for her presence and the gift of her daughter in my life. My deepest condolences goes to Heather, Rob, Tracy, Issac, Sam and Ginge's remaining family. Sending my love and sympathy.
