Alexandra 'Sandy' McKenzie McNeill Schulz Tribute

I only just learned of Sandy's death. I am very sorry to learn she has gone. I too met Leroy and Sandy at the Bristol Old Vic, but much later I came out to Vancouver and stayed with them in their lovely apartment in Tudor Manor. I will always be grateful for their hospitality, especially since I certainly overstayed my welcome before finally getting a place of my own. Leroy was Best Man at my wedding to Sharon and we stayed friends with Leroy and Sandy throughout the '80s, but have lost touch since moving to Connecticut.

Sandy was always an ethereal presence, her smile seemingly concealing some secret , contrasting with Leroy's "out there" persona.

We remember her fondly.

I knew Sandy and LeRoy for many years-I was their GP. There was always the calm contrast between pleasant, quiet Sandy and the somwhat more volatile LeRoy. I am so sorry to hear of Sandy's death, not knowing she was so sick as I last saw them 10 years ago. My best wishes to LeRoy and the family.

Our thoughts and prayers are with you.
Toni and Joe
Joseph Prodor (White Rock, BC)

When Sandy was born everyone thought she was the most beautiful baby they had ever seen.
She was absolutely gorgeous and adorable. We still have the home movies to prove it and they can be viewed on the family history site.
Sandy was never comfortable with people complimenting her on her beauty.

Sandy's beauty was obvious.
Her stubborn side was not.
On her first day of Kindergarten at Glenora School, Sandy announced that she was never going to go to school.
One of her little classmates came to walk Sandy to school daily, but Sandy stayed home!
After about a week, our mother Violet phoned the doctor and asked for advice. Sandy was adamant. The doctor siad the more they implored her to attend school, the more she would dig her heels in.
Then one day in December, Sandy announced at the breakfast table that she thought she would go school today ................
and that was that!

Sandy's favorite books were the Bobbsey Twins. Every evening at bedtime, her older sister which was me, would read her the stories of Freddie, Flossie, Nan, and Bert.
I was 10 years older than Sandy and did not find the Bobbsey Twins that interesting. The series went on and on. There were over 70 books in all.
Sometimes I would try to speed things up by skipping a bit, but Sandy always caught me.
"You missed a bit. Go back!", Sandy would say. Even if I skipped a single sentence, Sandy always seemed to know and make me go back and read it.

Sandy and her friend Anne chaperoned me and my husband-to-be Bill Abercrombie to Jasper one summer. I remember we camped out in brand new green tents purchased especially for this trip. The next morning, four green people emerged from the tents. The green dye came off all over us. What a mess.
Another time on the same trip, the four of us had to sleep in our sleeping bags on the floor of the kitchen of a resort that had
'NO Vacancy'.
We had to vacate the premises very early the next morning, so breakfast could be prepared for the paying guests.

These are just a few of my precious memories of my sister Sandy.

Knowing Sandy from Glenora School, Westglen, London and Paris, and being part of the wedding party of Sandy and Lee, I am more than saddened at learning of her death. My love and sympathy go to her sister, and to her husband, my old friend, Lee.

I remember the first time I knew I had a cousin Sandy. Her parents and sister Sheila lived just one block away from our house at Edmonton. One day Uncle Alex informed me Aunt Violet would soon be coming home with a lovely baby girl named Sandy.
Jeanie McNeill Betts