Remembering Dad – 10 years


This is just a repost of a note in remembrance of my Dad. He passed away 10 years ago today at the age of 77. I can still vividly recall his almost-nightly phone calls. We’d chat about all kinds of things; things like family life, health, religion, and sports. It’s hard to believe it’s been 10 years already.

Rest in peace, Dad. I miss you, yet I know you’re spirit is still near…

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain

When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight
And the soft stars that shine at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die

– A poem read at Dad’s funeral

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My Dad and I with the Stanley Cup at Rendez-Vous ’87 in Quebec City

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Autism Speaks fundraiser walk in Montreal


Just a quick note to say that I’ll be participating in the Walk Now for Autism Speaks fundraising walk on June 19, Father’s Day, in Montreal. I’ll be walking for my son, Matthew, who has autism, and for all other children like him. Please consider making a donation to this worthy cause.

Here is a link to my fundraising page:

http://bit.ly/jYvek3