
I remember working in his shop, building
one thing or another. It wasn’t always good, but it was a pleasure to spend
time with him. He used to tell us stories about his life when he was younger.
Sometimes we heard the stories repeatedly, but I loved them. Sure wish I could
hear one now. I remember living at Camp Ambassador after high school before attending
Ontario Bible College and going to visit him in the hospital every week. Those
were special days for me. I also inherited a love for the game of cribbage and bridge,
although grandpa usually insisted on playing cut-throat and I lost most of the time.
Grandpa’s tools remind me of him and what
he has passed on to me along with my fond memories and the experiences I shared with him. I also remember summers spent at his house in Meaford, helping out with my cousin Ken, riding in great Uncle Bill's truck and driving it once. In the end, it was time spent with him that made the time special. It's all about relationships.
Elaine and I have passed good things
down to our girls too including values, skills, and I trust a good godly example.
My kids have a love for camp work and seeing kids and youth come into a relationship
with Jesus. They also have an appreciate ion for maple syrup that came from a
few generations back. I hope that one day my tools will bring back great
memories for my family and one day my grand kids.