Yesterday when doing business at our bank and mentioning about my father’s death, our advisor expressed her condolences and something about making memories. She said,”You’re still making memories.” That’s so true. We’ve got many.
If all the photos that we collected over the years were put into a slide show, it would go on  quite awhile. Indeed, the one made for our father’s 90th birthday in January by my sister Kim was quite lengthy, but Dad enjoyed every minute of it on that day, soon after and even while he was in hospice.
I’m glad we recorded all we did on camera film and then digital. We have serious, proud and funny moments, for Dad was a kind fun-loving guy. And so today, I’ll share some from my collection which is considerably smaller, but still special.
 

The Tavistock Fall Fair when Dad drove the restored tractor in the parade

Mom and Dad’s wedding day

Member of the Nith Valley Singers for about 10 years (left, in front row)
 

Dancing with my father at my daughter Adrienne’s wedding
 

Joining in the fun at our granddaughter’s birthday
 

Dad walking with one of his great grandsons though the bush lot, as he did with us each spring
 

Dad and Mom, this past winter, saying goodbye, after a  visit with granddaughter and her small one
 
There are many so more, some at community events where Dad was active, beyond his own family and farm acreage, including the Tavistock Agricultural Society, the church we attended, and extended family gatherings. Too many to number. A life well lived, and a husband (for my mother), father, grandfather and great grandfather well loved.