I remember George when he was a Kid, Dad raised some ducks and geese and fed them with a auger truck.One day George got into the box as dad was filling the feeders, and his foot got caught in the auger. took him to the hospital where they sutured his foot, and all that summer we pulled him around the yard with a little red wagon. that is what happened to his foot.
Have better memories of him when I got to Calgary to visit and on business, earlier in life he took me all around Calgary to all the suppliers he death with, and also some of his favourite placed to eat. later in life when he hit hard times Ron and I would try not find him and treat him to a burger which he really enjoyed. haven't been able to visit as much lately as time changed for me.
My hearth felt condolences to the family, And a special thanks to Shera for bringing him to see us a year or so ago...
