He was the most amazing, loving, sincere, caring, giving man a daughter could ever ask for, always there for anyone!
Dad loved many activities from camping, fishing, golfing and just fixing things. He loved to tinker with anything and if it needed fixing he would do it. I think that’s why he became a millwright. We shared my dad with Highland Valley for 37 years. At his retirements, his co-workers shared many stories one was : while the guys ate there lunch, they could hear snoring, yes you guessed it, it was dad. So how much did he really work ?
Dad was a loving husband to my mom, and they shared 50 years together. They met at youth group where they fell In love, thanks to her brother Roger. Dad would meet her at her locker everyday after school to carry her books home, only stopping a block away so her foster parents wouldn’t know they were dating. He was often heard saying “YES DEAR “. Dad loved my mom so much.
We all have special memories of dad. He always encouraged us to do our best and always there when we needed him. Doug is very much like dad,
they share the same stare, both very quiet but always listening. Then there’s the Ketchup….They both would make a patterns on there mashed potatoes and taking forever to eat it. Boy did he love to enjoy his potatoes!
Tracy remembers dad teaching her how to fish, when she caught one he tried helping and he let it get away! She also remembers learning how to ride a bike, he took her to the top of the parking lot at the townhouse, then let her go without telling her how to use the brakes. She did figure it out quickly of course. Kristen and I remember learning to ride a bike as well, he would say “don’t worry I won’t let you fall”, he was running behind me, I was so excited, little did I know that he had already let go, but he knew I was ready!
Kris remembers and cherishes her father/daughter days, and the love, support and encouragement he gave her. Also, their love of music and how they would spent many hours playing music together.
As kids we all remember our family vacations. We loved to camp, but not the peeing in a bucket. However, I can still here my mom say “Calvin please take the pee bucket to the outhouse.” I still see dad carting the pee to the outhouse to this day. I think he was so excited when they finally bought a trailer with a bathroom, no more trucking everyone’s pee to the outhouse.
( He had special names and nick names for his grandchildren )
Michelle, Brittany, Melaina, Lizzie, Beverley, Bethany,Mira, Raelyn & Serenity you were his princesses!
He would say, My little princesses, my princess pie, princess pea, or my princess/boss!
Tanner, Kevin, Michael, Jacob, Nicolas, Noah, Ben, Calvin & Malakai you
were his little Men, his Kev, Mikey, Nick, Jake, Benji and Noah build me an ark.
He cherished all of you! Each time he saw you, his face would light up and it put a huge smile on his face.
Mira, Serenity, Calvin and Malakai you gave him the fight to meet you!
He had a special way with my kids, Melaina was the Eskimo kiss, and how it tickled her nose, when Bethany was in surgery Noah didn’t know what was going on but could see mommy was upset, so papa took his hand and they walked up and down the hospital halls looking at the paintings of the animals. After Beth’s second brain surgery she was upset until papa took her hand and said, everything’s going to be alright!
He fought a courageous battle with cancer. Being told you have cancer for some could be the end of the world, but not my dad! He fought the fight and he tried to stay strong for everyone else, even through all the pain he still took part in all the family time he could.
My dad taught me to be strong, hold my head up high, he encouraged me to do things I thought were impossible or scary. If I was sad all he would have to do is give me that stare and say, everything is going to be alright!
The last three months have been one of the hardest three months of my life, but I wouldn’t change a thing. Near the end of January my dad moved Into our home, he didn’t want to go into hospice, he wanted to be surrounded by his family & friends. He watched his grandchildren & great grandchildren play, listened to us laugh, sing silly kid songs, we would have coffee together, watch the news, waiting to here what new Trump headline we would see, watching the Canucks lose (but boy did he loved those Canucks) and sat listening to hymns. He didn’t want to leave us but Dad was ready to go.
Dad thank you for the hug, I didn’t know it would be my last. Only two days later waking out of a sound sleep, I knew it was time! Walking in to your room I knew you were gone, and in no more pain!
Dad, everything’s gonna be alright!
I love you!