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25 January 2021
Always missing you, Pa.
Lorena <artist@lorenaziraldo.com>

Bruno Ziraldo, 1977

25 January 2021
Always missing you, Pa.
Lorena <artist@lorenaziraldo.com>

Bruno Ziraldo, 1977

1960

1997
| Name at birth: | Bruno Ziraldo |
| Date of birth: | December 5, 1932 |
| Place of birth: | Fagagna, Italy |
| Date of death: | February 27, 2009 |
| Place of death: | Toronto, Canada |
| Resting place: | Westminster Cemetery, Toronto |
| Submitted by: | Lorena Ziraldo |
Bruno Ziraldo was born in Fagagna, Italy. The youngest of nine. A passionate man who loved his wife – Elida – children, family and friends.
He delighted in a lively discussion on life, and politics. He sang, laughed, played cards, was meticulous at his work – a stone mason, loved tending to his vegetable garden, fruit trees, and shared the fruits of his labour.
Bruno cherished his relationship with his brother Luigi, his senior by 2 decades. Luigi made his way to Canada first, then Bruno followed, landing at Pier 21 in Halifax. From there he made his way to Toronto.; Elida followed. They settled in Toronto, and had 3 children; Marguerita, Lorena (born in Udine), and Paolo. His grandson Christopher (Lorena) put a sparkle in his eye.
His warmth, and energy was the glue to many relationships. Deeply missed.

1923

1983
| Geburtsname: | Louise Regina Müller |
| Geburtstag: | 12. September 1903 |
| Geburtsort: | Triengen (Luzern), Schweiz |
| Todestag: | 9. Juli 1989 |
| Todesort: | Riehen, Schweiz |
| Ruhestätte: | Friedhof am Hörnli, Basel, Schweiz |
| Informationen: | Helly Saner-Nussbaumer |
Alles geht vorüber, was das Leben bringt.
Ob zum Hochzeitsreigen hell die Glocke klingt,
Ob sie dumpf dir läutet in das letzte Haus —
Froh und banges Klingen — beides schwingt sich aus!
Alles geht vorüber, auch die längste Nacht,
Die in tiefem Jammer schlaflos du vollbracht,
Und es geht vorüber auch der schönste Tag,
Selbst das Glück kann hemmen nicht den Stundenschlag!
Alles geht vorüber — Ehre, Ruhm und Schmach;
Auch die schwersten Stürme lassen wieder nach.
Und das frohste Herze kommt einmal zur Ruh;
Alles geht vorüber — und auch ich und du!
(Von ihrer Rede an der 80. Geburtstagsfeier auf dem Gütsch)
Regina’s Lebensmotto:
“Nun, sieh’ die Rosen, für dich blühen,
Wo die Pflicht dich hingestellt.”

1930

1953
| Geburtsname: | Albert Nussbaumer |
| Geburtstag: | 11. November 1904 |
| Geburtsort: | Riehen, Schweiz |
| Todestag: | 30. Oktober 1956 |
| Todesort: | Riehen, Schweiz |
| Ruhestätte: | Friedhof am Hörnli, Basel, Schweiz |
| Informationen: | Regine und Helly Nussbaumer |
Wir wollen nicht trauern, dass wir ihn verloren haben, sondern wir wollen dankbar dafür sein, dass wir ihn gehabt haben;
denn alles lebt für Gott und wer auch immer heimkehrt zum Herrn, der wird noch mit zur Familie gerechnet.
Was wir als Verlust empfinden, bedeutet für ihn den Erwerb der himmlischen Wohnung.
(Hl. Hieronymus)

Gottesacker Riehen Parzelle 56 (im 35), Grab 25
1. Januar 2015
Lieber Fabian, wir denken an Dich
Deine Familie und Freunde

1989

2007
| Geburtsname: | Fabian Simeon Primavesi |
| Geburtstag: | 4. Dezember 1981 |
| Geburtsort: | Riehen, Schweiz |
| Todestag: | 1. Januar 2011 |
| Todesort: | Indien |
| Ruhestätte: | Gottesacker Riehen, Schweiz |
| Informationen: | Luca Primavesi |
(Kurt Tucholsky)

| Name at birth: | Bruce Warren Baker |
| Date of birth: | June 2, 1949 |
| Place of birth: | Portland, Oregon, USA |
| Date of death: | October 4, 1998 |
| Place of death: | Pleasant Hill, California, USA |
| Resting place: | Cremated – ashes with family |
| Submitted by: | MiMi Mijares |
“His tongue was framed to music,
And his hand was armed with skill.
His face was the mould of beauty,
And his heart the throne of will.”
… by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Bruce, my darling darling,
So much love – so little time.
The greatest maxim I can give is to make the most of the time you lived.
Our promise is forever and beyond, amen.
I love you.
MiMi

| Name at birth: | Miles Paul Whisted |
| Date of birth: | February 11,1997 |
| Place of birth: | Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
| Date of death: | February 11, 1997 |
| Place of death: | Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
| Place of burial: | Holy Septlecure Cemetery,Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
| Submitted by: | Erika Whisted (boysmom21197@yahoo.com) |
I cry everyday for us. For you, because you will never share life with your family, those who love you so much already. For us, because we will never see your smile or feel your tiny arms holding us close. I ask God everyday why he needs you. Why you can’t grow up with your brothers who love and need you. Why your daddy has to feel such pain. I pray everyday that you already know how much you are loved. I pray that you can hear us talking to you inside me, that you can feel your daddy’s touch, Michael’s kisses, Alex’s hugs and Dylan’s head lying close to yours. I wish everyday that you were not so sick and you were coming home with us. Sometimes I wish that you could stay inside me forever, so that you could live and I could be with you, my son. I am afraid everyday that once you leave me the lonliness will be more than I can bear. I fear the emptiness inside without you there and without you in my arms. I hope everyday, Miles, that you will be in God’s arms. I hope you will hear our prayers for you and know that even though we only had a short time to be with you, you are our son, our love, our angel and you will be missed everyday. A part of your soul will live in each of our hearts where you will shine brightly forever. I know everyday that passes will be filled with memories of you. I know you will never know the sorrows of this world. You are loved.
Mommy, Daddy, Dylan, Alex and Micheal