Wednesday, June 7, 2023
My Recollections of Keith are part of my recollections of a group of people who first met in the early 1970s. We all bought homes, most of us for the first time,in a new development in Newmarket. We were in our early thirties with young children; we had much in common. We took our children to ice hockey on freezing cold, insanely early Saturday mornings. In the summer we drove them to baseball and soccer. We helped each other with the jobs that come with new homes; building fences, installing pools and finishing basements. And in the process we formed friendships that have lasted a lifetime.
And lets not forget the parties, at Halloween, at Christmas and whenever the opportunity arose. No need to worry about the breathalyzer, we all staggered home, or noisy neighbours, they were all at the party.
But the years have rolled on, our children now have families of their own and we have grandchildren and in some cases great grandchildren. We have aged and we are reaching the end of our journey; some have already gone and the rest are close behind, But those years we shared at the corner of Lorne and Roywood will always remain fresh and precious in my memory.
Goodbye Keith. Thanks for the memories. Leave the door slightly ajar; we’ll be following along very shortly.
