Mom and Dad were born on the same day one year apart. Mom was the "older" one. Dad was born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada and Mom was born in Aberdeen, Scotland and came to Canada when she was four. They both knew each other from a very early age and eventually, as they grew up, a friendship turned into something more romantic.
Dad joined the army during WWII and was stationed at Camp Borden with the 48th Highlanders. When he found out he was being shipped overseas, he and mom put together a complete wedding in three days and were married on September 29th, 1942. Dad left for action in Europe and was a minesweeper. I'm very glad he returned safely in 1945. I came along in 1946 and my brother in 1950.
I loved my parents dearly and they were both the kind of people who would do anything for you if they could. They lived for their grandchildren, 3 of them (Andrew, Emily and Matthew) and enjoyed their part in helping to babysit them. Dad enjoyed walking them up to school and even helped out in the kindergarten class the odd time he was needed.
Dad loved his garden, music and bowling. Mom was great at crafts and started me off at an early age too. I'm so glad she did. She also loved her "soaps" and never missed "Days of our Lives" and "Another World".
I could never say enough good things about my parents. I have the picture you see on this background on my computer stand and have a look and remembrance each and every time I sit here at the computer.
Dad passed away at home after a lengthy battle with a cancerous brain tumor in 1994 and Mom passed away two years later after suffering complications with heart problems. I have displayed a few of the many pictures of them that I know best displays them and their life. Hold the pointer on the picture to get a description.
