Fatima Gould (Close Friend)

Entered July 15, 2020 from Brampton

I will miss you. Until we meet again, my your spirit be at rest in God's loving arms. I know he took one look at you and said well done my good and faithful servant.

Cheryl Grant (Friend)

Entered July 17, 2020 from Canada

Will be miss dearly. Will always love and be miss.R.I.P

Makela Charice Walcott (Friend of daughter)

Entered July 17, 2020 from 55 Lowry Square

Sending my love to the family in this time of lost.

Ayana Leonard (Niece)

Entered July 17, 2020 from Woodbine

Love You And it was a honor to have known you. May you REST IN ETERNAL PEACE AUNTY B 🦋💙💔😔🙏🏾

Jo-Ann Corbin-Harper (Cousin)

Entered July 17, 2020 from Hamilton

Our condolences from the Corbin Family in Hamilton, Ontario (Thelston, Anthony & Jo-Ann) and Diana, Patricia and Lynett Corbin and their families in Barbados. You are in our thoughts and prayers.

Memories from cousin, Mervyn Corbin. Beulah the support system!
My presence in Canada, I owe to Beulah. I arrived in Canada on the 22 of July 1972 with a small suitcase and a few dollars. I travelled to Canada along with my Aunt Carmen, Beulah’s mother, I reported my purpose of visit as vacation to immigration but I had already decided that I was not going to return to Barbados. I discussed this with Beulah, her husband Silfred and my other cousin Arthur. I got their full support. After my vacation period ended, I visited the immigration office on University Ave and made an application for permanent residency. While waiting to hear from immigration I grew restless because the little money I brought was quickly disappearing and I was eager to work under the table to make a little money. I remember sitting with Silfred and discussing the matter with him, I felt I could take the chance and work because everyone else who was in my position was doing it, Silfred did not agree with me and told me in no uncertain terms I should not work under the table and that I should wait until I hear from immigration and not to jeopardize my chances of getting an approval because I did not have to pay rent nor buy food while I was residing with them. I took his advice and the rest is history. Recently I heard my wife explaining to a friend that Beulah set her up to meet me and that meeting resulted in the beginning of our life together, that was almost 50 years ago.

Memories from Rosemarie, wife of cousin Mervyn Corbin. Beulah the match maker!
In March 1973 I immigrated to Canada and lived with my sister Ann at 700 Ontario, she would always say hi to Beulah, Silfred and Andrea. Albert a friend of Beulah and Silfred introduced me to them. I left 700 Ontario but told Beulah that whenever I shopped in the area I would visit her. True to my word I encountered her at Dominion she said to me that I should go to her apt that her cousin Mervyn would be home. I said you expect me to go to your apt alone and meet a strange man. No way she assured me she will be coming later so I went she never showed up and that is how Rose got set up by Beulah.

It is with tremendous sadness that I am writing this regarding my late wife - Beulah. It is even more so due to my forced absence owing to airline restrictions pertaining to Coronavirus -19. One can truly say that Beulah and I became adults together.

She was born on Nov. 27th . 1946 to Dial and Carmen Francis of Rock Dundo Village St, Peter i Barbados. She attended the St. Boniface Primary School, the St. James Elementary, and then the Modern High School. I first met her when she was still at school and was worshipping at St. Peter's Anglican Church. We were members of the AYPA (Anglican Young People Association). She was acting in a play - a biblical scene concerning Ruth and Naomi. I was singing in the choir. That was in October 1962. I remember when she was being confirmed by Bishop Drexel Gomez that we were looking at each other. The following week we sat along each other on the bus and our friendship began at that time.
After three years of courtship we got formally engaged and then married on the 23 of July 1966. We spent our honeymoon in Trinidad and soon after our return I left for Canada to prepare the way for her later inmigration. Beulah lived at my mother before joining me nine months later.
We planned our family very carefully - Andrea to the month and Adrian three months later than planned. Beulah and I had an excellent relationship for may years. Of course there were differences of opinion from time. She spent most of her work years at OISE, University of Toronto. We travelled together...Barbados, London, Paris, Madrid, Brooklyn, Chicago and also in Canada. Our residences were always a hub for social activities. To the people in our vicinities, we were the ideal family.

I loved my wife dearly and could not understand the reason for our separation. If I had to live my life over again I would get married to her again.

I believe that we will meet again at another time, in another form and in another place. May she rest in peace and rise in glory.

Greetings to all family, friends and peers of Mrs Beulah Worrell,( Auntie B) as I called her , my name is Jason Edwards one of her many nephews, I'd like to share a few words of inspiration and maybe some healing I can only imagine the hurt and pain we all feel by this tragic and sudden loss, i know for myself, the last time I saw auntie in her state of being unable to walk, I was heartbroken and although that was the reality, I'm choosing to remember her as my strong willed, quick witted, loving, caring with a spinkle of fierceness for her foes, (we ALL know Mrs Beulah Worrell, was sharp with, her mind and tongue -always lightening the mood.... but in all seriousness, I believe that fire and passion is what made her special, uniuqe , successful and one of the many reasons she is loved and will be dearly missed by so many, I'll share this from her son's mouth (Adrian K. Worrell) to my ears ,"We are all, made up of energy and energy never dies, we only ascend") needless to say I believe Adrian to be wise way beyond his years, he has counseled me and guided me in many different ways, so I believed him then and i believe him now and now I hope you all do to....., Mrs Beulah Worrell (Auntie B) please sore among us, keep us protected guided cared for and loved and we promise to keep you in our hearts and memories till we see you again.... Rest In Power
[ ] Love always
[ ] Jason Edwards

Sabrina, Keron, Michael, Kevin, Avril and Joanna

I remember Beulah going to school at St Boniface school before I came to the UK. After a number of years we reconnected and I became her favourite uncle and we became very close. She made it it her determination to visit us in the UK as often as she could to be with my wife Verna and me. We spent many good times together as a family and we loved her very much. She alway greeted us with a warm glistening smile and laughter.
I am so sorry I cannot be there.
We all love you Beulah, and may you rest in peace.
Uncle Walter & family.

Beulah you were my big sister. Smiling and laughing you had in abundance.

In our young days, whilst growing up in Barbados, wherever you went you took me with you. Most Bank Holidays you would take me to frolic with you in the beautiful waters of the Caribbean Sea, where we would have wonderful times together. Along with the good times we also suffered tough and difficult moments together.

Then one day a young teacher, Silfred Worrell, stole your heart, walked you up the aisle and later took you to Canada to start a new life. There in Canada you achieved a lot in your chosen career working at the University of Toronto, whilst raising two gorgeous children who themselves would achieve much in their own careers.

A few years ago, I felt your unbearable pain when you lost your dearest son Adrian. His death broke your heart and from which you never fully recovered.

Words cannot express the pain we all suffered when you were called home on 7th July to join Adrian, Vance and Arthur along with our Dad.

God giveth and he taketh. May you rest in peace.

Gerald