In 1942, at the end of the Second World War, Ingrid and her identical twin sister Helga were born in Hanover, Germany. They have an older brother Wilfred. Ingrid was raised in a time when Germany was being rebuilt. With limited food and resources, their family worked hard to rebuild their lives. Among other occupations, Ingrid became a highly skilled book binder.
Ingrid met Spanish immigrant Jacinto Garcia Romero, and they married in 1961. They had two children, Mario and Carmen, and then immigrated to Hamilton, Canada. Ingrid ended up working for Dye and Durham until her retirement.
Ingrid always kept up a sophisticated appearance. Though she worked in a printing factory, she would always have her hair and make-up done, switching from high heels into work boots.
Ingrid loved her family over and above anything. She dedicated her life to raising Mario and Carmen. She was always there for them, in good times and bad. She raised them with love, integrity and respect. She taught them the value of hard work, perseverance, and respect for self and others.
Mario is an entrepreneur with his own company, Shnell Plastics, and Carmen Romero runs her own artistic practice, Compania Carmen Romero. Ingrid loved her daughter-in-law Marilena and adored her grandchildren, Marcus, Sophia and Raquel.
Ingrid overcame many personal battles and always surfaced more powerful and beautiful, teaching her children that “tomorrow will be better.”
Although she did not have any extracurricular activities, she enjoyed dancing and was known in her time to be an excellent “Rock’n Roll” dancer. Her daughter, Carmen Romero, is a flamenco dancer, who attributes her dance genes to her mother. Ingrid loved the arts and especially flamenco music, opera and gospel music, in particular Mahela Jackson. Ingrid loved animals and adobted Kali, a wonderful mature dog who lived out her days in great companionship.
Ingrid volunteered her time in long-term care residences to keep seniors company and was always there for you if you needed her. She was a woman who would strike up a conversation with people in a line or elevator and was always cracking a joke.
Ingrid fought a ten-year battle with Alzheimer’s, losing her independence in the last two and a half years of her life. While Alzheimer’s robbed her of her memories, and later her ability to walk, talk and everything else, it NEVER robbed her sense of humour. She would continue to roll those incredible eyes or make faces. She remembered to cover her mouth when she coughed. She NEVER forgot how to kiss us. And to the very end, blessed us with her beautiful blue eyes to say good-bye as we held her. Alzheimer’s robbed our mother of many things but it was unable to rob her of the love we shared.