Julia, Debbie, Susan, Julie and all the grandchildren. I’m so very sorry that you all had to part with your Husband, Father and Grandchildren. This parting is but a day in Heaven and before we know it, we will all be reunited with loved ones, but most of all, our Lord Jesus. I’m praying that you all will sense the presence of the Holy Spirit comforting you. I know that pain you’re all feeling as I lost my Dad in 1992 and Mum in 2002. I grieve with you. Your Dad was such an example to others as he lived his Christianity all the time with that BIG smile of his. I remember him picking me up to go to a branch of First Assembly in the North East and go out for lunch after. What a man of God he was! Be strong now but yet don’t hold back the tears as it cleanses the body. My heartfelt Sympathy to you ALL.

Julia and girls…so sorry to hear that you had to say “goodbye” to Albert, but it is so good to know that it is only a temporary separation. May God surround you all with all comfort and peace as we wait to see your husband/dad again. I could still picture him greeting folks with a big smile at First Assembly.

My condolences to Albert’s family and friends. Such a kind man and always fretted me with a big smile. He welcomed me with open arms and always put me at ease. Rest in peace!

Condolences barb

There are no words to describe what a wonderful man my grandpa was. He was always there for me, in ways that no one else could be. Life will never be the same without him but I know he left the best parts of himself with everyone he encountered. My grandpa once told me that God’s unconditional love was given to us freely and the greatest gift we could give others is to share that unconditional love. Everyone who knew him could tell you that unconditional was always felt just by being in the same room with him.

I have so many special memories that I will treasure for a lifetime but my favourite is the time he took me to Heritage Park for the day. My grandpa LOVED old cars and he was so excited for us to take a tour and hear the history behind these cars. This tour was only supposed to take 20-30 minutes… well 2 hours later we were the only ones left of the group of 10 that started out. We stopped at just about every car so my grandpa could tell the tour guide all the stories he had since he had been around longer than a lot of the cars there. I couldn’t even tell who was the one giving the tour. My grandpa was so happy and proud that he could share all his knowledge and memories with me, I can still picture his huge grin and that contagious laugh. Especially when he told me about the time his dad brought a cat home on his bike from work, needless to say that cat wasn’t too happy to be on that bike for that long of a distance.

Through the years I’ve learned so much from him like the importance of helping others as Jesus did, knowing when to speak and when to listen, the value of family, but most of all I will always remember his unconditional love, a love that I will carry with me forever. While I miss him more than words can express, I can take comfort in knowing that I will see him again in heaven.

I guess I get to be the first one to share. Oh the memories we shared for one, camping with our tent trailer as my dad was putting it up in the pouring rain as we all stayed dry in the car. Our picnics, outings to Banff, Fishcreek, Vancouver, attending Expo 86, Cross country skiing, taking us swimming on Saturday’s, and once in a while picking a bag of chips from the vending machine. Spending one day with Debbie Julie, and myself to skip school to take us to Banff for the day, by ourself. Taking me tobogganing, as he made his own path for me, then told me it was all clear, not seeing the large bump 2/3 of the way down, as I flew up in the air and tumbled all the way down as he stood laughing at the bottom ( because he didn’t know I was hurt). I landed at the bottom, with a bleeding nose and a sore back. Being a great and supportive father when I was a single mom with my children. That showed me our loving father God, right there.I really don’t know what I’m going to do with out my dad. Your wisdom, guidance, just being there to listen. People didn’t need to explain themselves they could just be. God sure gave you big shoulders for people to lean on. The many times you spent praying or helping others. I can’t imagine how many times you helped someone without telling anyone. I know that my dad did , by someone ringing the doorbell asking for my dad. They said they needed milk and bread , as he had helped them before. I asked them where they lived. They told me he knows where. My dad didn’t want the recognition but for people to see the love of God. He was such a remarkable person how he moved us out to Calgary, Alberta without a job because God told him, and for the dry climate for his health. How he had no job but faithfully trusted which God provided with working for The City of Calgary. His life was not very easy but it made him strong. The times he stood up for what was right even if he was the only one (and there was more than one). He sometimes walked a lonely road but knew God was with him.He will be missed but will be in my heart. Having over 50 years was not enough time, on earth, but I know we will have eternity together. I want to be an example of who he was. I’m so proud to have been his middle daughter, that may have caused some of his hair loss (which he told me on more than one occasion), I know he was joking Love , Susan