Obituary of Helen Priscillia Berrigan

Berrigan, Helen Priscillia- 72, Necum Teuch, passed away Tuesday December 11, 2018 at Eastern Shore Memorial Hospital with her family by her side. Born in Halifax on March 5, 1946 she was a daughter of the late Roy Richardson and Mary (Benson) (Richardson) Weir. Helen was an Avon representative since 1985. She was a current member of the Moser River mixed dart league, a church warden for St. John’s Church since 2006, a parish church warden since 2017, founding member of E.S.L.O now called Lea Place and also the last surviving member of the St. John’s Church guild. With hard work and determination, she re-established the St. John’s Church Hall as a Heritage Building. She organized the Friday night card parties, flea markets and annual Church Christmas sales. Survived by her husband of 53 years, Lionel, daughters Sheila (Francis Josey) Berrigan- Briand, Spry Harbour, Joyce (Roddy MacDonald), Port Dufferin. Grandmother to Kirsten and Laura Briand and Joshua, Nicholas and Ryan Pye, surviving siblings are Michael (Laura), Arthur (Sheila) both of Mitchell Bay, Danny (Mary), Ontario. Predeceased by sister Margaret Hanlon, brothers Herbert in infancy, Howard, Leonard and Joseph. Cremation has taken place. Visitation will be held on Monday, December 17 from 2-4p.m. at Ecum Secum Chapel, 429 Highway 7 Ecum Secum. Funeral Service will be held Tuesday December 18 at 11:00a.m. at St. John’s Anglican Church, Necum Teuch. Rev. Marilyn Newport officiating. Burial in the church cemetery, reception to follow in the church hall. Online condolences may be directed to www.crowellsfuneralhome.ca

                                               “When I have come to the end of the road,

                                                         And the sun has set for me,

                                                    I want no rites in a gloom filled room

                                                          Why cry for a soul set free.

                                                  Miss me a little but not too long,

                                                  And not with your head bowed low.

                                             Remember the love that we once shared

                                                            Miss me-but let me go.

                                                 For this is a journey we all must take,

                                                          And each much go alone.

                                                   It’s all part of the Masters plan,

                                                     A step on the road to home.

                                             When you and lonely and sick at heart,

                                                      Go to the friends we know,

                                           And bury you sorrows in doing good deeds

                                                          Miss me-but let me go.”

                                                                 -Author Unkown