Good-bye - You Strange Man!

This weekend my Uncle Wilf - "that strange man" passed away.

Uncle Wilf was always a jokster - but the joke was on him when he tried to talk to me when I was a little girl (of about 5)... He tried to greet me but I wasn't having any of that. When he asked me why I wouldn't say Hi to my Uncle Wilf, my reply was, "My mom told me never to talk to strange men!"... He never let me for get it!

So, tomorrow, friends and family will gather to say good-bye. My heart wants to be there to say good-bye too! But I have decided that an 8 hour overnight there and back trip is just too much on our family - all of us just barely recovering from colds and flus, etc. - so we'll say our good-byes from here.

Uncle Wilf, besides having a healthy sense of humour - was a Rider Fan. There really isn't much higher praise then that. I can recall him leaving church "at the bell" (or perhaps before?) to get to the Rider game on time. I suppose as long as he stayed for communion, we was all right with God! He had so many great stories about games he went to, plays he saw - and it was good to discuss the current team and how this year was going to be the year (it never was).

I haven't been in touch with him much since we moved out to Ontario. So, I guess, if anything, I should have made the effort before so I could actually say good-bye to him in person more often. I suppose there are many of such regrets in life - and we try to do better - but that is little comfort when the opportunity has passed.

Best wishes Uncle Wilf or See you later! - say hi to all the other Rider fans up in heaven and ask the angels to give them a good year. I am sure you have great seats on the 55 - and never let anyone else call you a strange man!

I Love you!