Monday, February 15, 2016
May God comfort you and fill you the blessed assurance of knowing that (my incle) Bill is forever with our Loving Saviour. I haven't seen Uncle Bill for several decades, but I remember him being kind and friendly. My dad (Henry) has shared some of his very fond memories of Uncle Bill with me--memories that ravel back 65 years, when the two of them worked together and gathered around a neighbour's radio on Saturday nights to listen to the Maple Leaf hockey games. Love to youyou, Aunt Ann, Terry, Thom, Penny et al.
