I miss Frank as we grew up together in Saskatoon, I have many stories of those days. Going to the farm in Marcelin. Army cadets,his love for collecting pigeons,shooting,fishing and swimming at Martins Lake, picnicking with mom at Eagle Creek, berry picking and many other activities. The one story I remember well was at the farm when he lit a match in the outhouse and threw it down the toilet, well the toilet paper caught on fire, panic! He wanted me to go in the hole and kick out the flames with my feet, being the sensible kid I was I refused, he was not happy ,afraid he was burning the shit house down. So he crawled in and I held his head, I remember him yelling and cursing at me If you let me go I’ll kill you . I said you will be in shit no matter what happens.
Gary Coroy June 3 2020.
