Barry Putz
Joe was always my favourite uncle. I remember that I used to look forward to his visits when I was a child. He was so full of excitement and was fun to be around. Later, Joe was always interested in what I was up to in school and, later on, in life. He was always welcoming. I'm sure my Mom kept Joe up to date on me as the years passed. I didn't really keep in touch over the years until Joe and Rose were in Calgary. Linda and I would bring our three sons to Calgary to take in Heritage Park and the Zoo and we would visit. We liked to visit through the years on our way to Calgary and then off to Banff to camp. Joe always greeted us with a smile, a big Hello!, and a big handshake or a hug or both! Our sons grew up but Linda and I still made the trip when we could. Even after Linda and I moved to Victoria we would stop either on the drive back to Saskatchewan or on the return trip, sometimes to stay overnight, sometimes just for a meal before moving on. Joe was always proud of his yard and would love to point things out to us as we sat outside. I was fortunate to share in his walks while I was visiting the most recent few times. I will miss my time with Joe. He enriched my life. Love you, Uncle Joe!
