He was a very creative man, making a wooden bedroom set, a stainless steel kitchen set for dolls.
He asked the city for permission to make a garage for our house and then he proceeded to pick up the garage door from a neighbor's garbage and voila…
He helped with the building of our house and helped with the renovations of Christine and Alex home and even helped with some Reno’s of his grandchildren’s home.
He was a hard-working man that was hired as soon as he came to Canada.
He eventually made it as the shop foreman. I remember he said he got heck for finishing a contract job earlier than quoted.
He was a great provider for his wife and family, and was always there when he was needed.
He would drive and pick up Christine and I from dances, drive us shopping, and bring friends up North for the week-end.
He raised his girls with strict love, compassion, and much pride.
He was well liked by everyone he met right to the end, including the nurses and doctors at the palliative centre.
He will be fondly remembered for the love he gave through his hands and through his heart.
