I wish you could have known my Dad. He was just the sweetest person around. Dad was a trucker and had lot’s of good buddies, his CB name was ‘Huckleberry’, we thought that was just perfect. He loved watching hockey and played with a bunch of guys from the Northern Alberta Institute until he broke his leg really bad one year. Dad ensured we all played a lot of sports and came to everyones games. My Dad and I had a wonderful relationship and could chat for hours on the phone, I even had a dream once that he phoned me, how appropriate. One of my favorite things, as a grown up, was when dad would make us breakfast when I’d stay in town. We’d waste the morning finishing a pot of coffee. It’s funny what you miss sometimes. I also liked to see dad drive up in his car with Rambo sitting in the front passenger seat, such an irresistible couple.
There’s so much to miss about dad; his complete love for animals, his sense of humor, his expertise in all things handy and his devotion to his family. My Dad was a great story-teller and repeated the same one’s often. Mr B sometimes tells me I’m just like my dad when I’m repeating a story, I can’t think of a nicer compliment. Dad was the glue that bound us all together. Today, my dad would have been 80 years young.
Missing you today and always Dad,