SUMMERS, Dorothy May (née Owen)

To Aunty Dorrie, you were always a part of our childhood, and as we grew into adults, I will always have wonderful memories of chiristmas and guy fawkes nights at Fish creek. I still tend the peach tree you gave to me out of your garden after mum died. Reunited with Amy, I’m sure you will have a cuppa and cake with her. Thinking of you and sending hugs, to Jeff, Jennie and Peter, Dianne and Greg, Gary and Pip

My grandma, also my friend.
Thank you for being the amazing woman you were. I am grateful for the love, care and support you always provided.
I will cherish the special moments we shared and always remember your infectious laugh.
Always in my thoughts and heart.

It was a privilege to have spent many happy memories at the Summers farm.
Dorrie was a fabulous cook and gardener.
One of the things Dorrie taught me about gardening that I have always remembered was to share the plants in your garden. That way if your plant dies you have a friend you have given a piece to that may share it back to you.
RIP Dorrie

You may have passed on, but your memories will always live on within us. Thank you for, your love and everything that you have done for our family. Wherever you are, I know you are in a much better place with Grandpa. I will be forever grateful and thankful that you are my grandma. Next time my kids ask whats for dinner I think it will be “Duck under the table”

Sincere condolences to all the family, Dorrie will be missed. Her cooking and garden are the things I think of.
Treasure the memories.
Mum and dad together.

Jenny and Wes Logan.

Rip Auntie Dorrie