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Living with loss & grief: Just one story of many

Living with loss & grief: Just one story of many

by Jolene Gust / We all have dates of anniversaries that we will forever remember, and April 28th is one of mine. This is the Day of Mourning, a day we remember workers who lost their lives, were injured, or became ill due to a work-related tragedy. This is a day that I personally get to reflect upon as my dad, Ken Wiebe lost his life due to a work-related fatality.

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Finding solace and support in prevention

Finding solace and support in prevention

June 21st, 2013 is a day that our family will never forget. It was a beautiful, sunny Friday and it was George’s and my 33rd wedding anniversary. I had just returned home from work for the day but George wasn’t arriving home for a few hours yet. I began puttering around the kitchen when suddenly an OPP officer showed up at our front door with news that no parent should ever hear.

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Kindred spirits on the road to safety

Kindred spirits on the road to safety

Liz has been a long-time member of the Threads of Life family – as a volunteer the most welcoming smile at the Central Family Forum. Now twice widowed due to workplace tragedy, Liz shares how Threads of Life’s programs supported her and her husband Fred through their experiences of workplace tragedy.

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Donors like you: Fred Fretz

Donors like you: Fred Fretz

Like so many people, it was a family story that first brought Fred Fretz to Threads of Life. And like so many, it was the chance to have an impact on many that kept him involved both as a volunteer and as a donor. He was a member of the initial Threads of Life board of directors, and served on the board for eight years. He has remained a generous supporter, making annual donations.

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Finding a passion for injury prevention

Finding a passion for injury prevention

My workplace injury was similar to most members of the Threads of Life family, with one major exception: I was lucky! Why? First, because I only had one arm and not two in the brake press when it activated. Second, since I was working alone, I was lucky I did not faint, dying on a factory floor in a pool of blood.

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