I will always remember my last conversation with my Dad just before he passed. He told me that he would forever be with me. I will cherish those words forever. My Dad was a funny man, he loved to talk and tell jokes and he would talk to anybody who was willing to listen. Even if nobody was listening he would keep on talking. Mom and I would always make fun of him for that. Sad now, cause I would give anything to hear him talk again. My Dad was always good to me growing up, he always told me I was his little girl. He always took the time to play with me and he always let me win at cards. He also took me tobogganing and cross country skiing. He was never afraid to tackle those hills even if it meant getting a ski through the face. I will never forget the stiches he had to get to his face from falling face first down a hill. You’re not really supposed to downhill ski on cross country skis, even thought as a kid I made it look easy. I will always remember all the years we went camping, my Dad taught me how to fish, put a worm on the hook, ew, and I was able to catch my very first fish. I remember how proud he was of that moment and we had to go back to shore to show mom so she could take a picture. I will cherish all those years camping, a lot of good memories and a lot of good times. We spent almost every summer camping all over Ontario. Though our favourite campground was Awenda Provincial park on Georgian Bay. We spent many summers laying on the beach and going swimming and getting overly tanned. Autumn was also our favourite time of year. Every Thanksgiving we would go to Huntsville and camped at Arrowhead Provincial Park and enjoyed the autumn colours. It was a very beautiful time of year. I still remember my parent’s ooing and awing over how beautiful all the trees looked. As a kid I didn’t appreciate it then, but now when I look back I cherish those moments. My Dad was a great fan of steam engines and trains, he loved his trains. He was also a great fan of history and read many history books, he could talk for hours and hours about history. I remember once asking him to help me with a school project for history and falling asleep because he talked so much about it. He also loved his cars, he took a lot of pride in the cars he drove, spending a lot of time washing and waxing and keeping them looking clean. I remember laughing when he told me that he would dust the car off if it had been sitting in the garage for too long. I will miss my dad so much and he will forever be in my heart. I have a lot of good memories to hold on to. He told me to remember those if I was ever feeling sad. I love you Daddy!!
