September 24, 2021
Dear Margot, Peter, Alec and Stephen (and spouses)
I first met your dad in late 1953 and coincidently met your grandfather at about the same time. I was a clueless new rookie working for Royal Securities Corp in Montreal and we had a common meeting room on the 6th floor of the RSC building on St. James Street. Montreal Engineering occupied the fifth floor and we all co-mingled for lunch. I was a fly on the wall and I remember listening with awe as your dad argues and discussed with a fellow confrere named Con Mullheron engineering problems and such. (I could not add at all to the discussion but just listened intently.)
Your grandfather came from New Brunswick at Christmas time for the annual meeting of RSC and we rookies acted as bird dogs and messengers for the managers and directors.
I didn’t know your mum yet but did so in 1957 when Mufty and I were moved to Calgary to begin my sales career with RSC. They were so kind to us as we didn’t know a soul and they were so helpful in introducing us to others and the things you have to learn in a new community, like new doctors etc. (Any of you remember Dr. Chisholm?)
What became really fun was introducing us to you kids and the following ski trips and get togethers. We were privileged to host Colin many times when he was at the U of A. here in Edmonton. He became a big brother to our kids, (especially Wendy, who was going through an awful age 13 and Colin was really helpful.)
Whenever your mum travelled to Edmonton with your dad they took us out to dinner which allowed us to catch up. All in all they became good friends and confidants throughout our Calgary days and beyond.
We’ll miss them as undoubtedly you will too but memories will abound and we’ll revel in the joy of having known them and becoming good friends. We will undoubtedly cross paths in the future and when we do, we will remember.
Most Sincerely,
Bill Mathewson…………and Mufty too!
