Do you have a favourite story about Leon? Want to post a poem or other something else to commemorate him? Here is the place to do so. Please share with us your favourites.

Here is one of mine:

When I first met Leon, Michelle and I were going up to Powell River so I could meet her parents. Michelle figured that her dad and I could do some male bonding while fixing her car (We had been in a fender bender some time earlier.) When we met, he was eager to recount to me his tales of youthful exuberance. One story he recounted to me that has always stuck with me was the time he “won” a bet by winching his truck up a telephone pole. I must say I was speechless. (I later learned that the money he won had to be spent getting a tow truck to help get his truck down from said pole!) This is a perfect example of dad having some fun and then later catching the consequences. He certainly took life by the horns!


8 Responses to Stories

  1. Denise says:

    We are but a fly spot on a grain of sand on the Sahara desert

    This was the last signature dad used on his E mail – sigh

  2. Denise says:

    Dad did live large and loved all… thank you all for being at his memorial, sending cards, food, flowers, love and friendship. Mom is overwhelmed and greatful on how supportive everyone has been during this trying time.
    You left us way too early dad – but you live on forever in my heart! xoxo I miss you daddy!

  3. Michelle says:

    Nanin just reminded me of the time dad was working in Vancouver and was staying downtown. He was jaywalking and watching the traffic intently, looking to and fro, so he wouldn’t get run over as he dashed across… and ran right into the side of a parked police cruiser. The police officer was very amused and, having fallen right into his proverbial lap, dad was indeed given a ticket for jaywalking.

  4. Denise says:

    oh yea.. I remember that – the only ticket dad ever paid without bitching! LOL sigh

    He had to stand on a chair to punch a guy out once… He even got punched so hard that he ended up in the middle of the street – from inside the bar!!!!

    I miss dad!

  5. Michelle says:

    Our family loved popcorn, and dad was the supremo popcorn maker. When I was about 12 years old, one night he was in making a big batch of popcorn (with a pot and hot oil – no microwaves then kids!) and suddenly the kernels started popping and he couldn’t find the lid. “Where the hell is the lid?” he roared. “Stop laughing and help me!” he yelled, as he used a tiny little lid and tried to catch them as they flew out of the pot. We were useless; in fact, we were rolling around on the floor laughing. The lid was right beside him on the stove, so when he ‘found’ it and plopped it onto the pot, we were all having difficulty breathing by then. He responded with, “I have such unhelpful children. Hmmph!” Best popcorn ever!

  6. Denise says:

    Oh that popcorn story even makes me LOL today!!!! xoxo

  7. Denise says:

    Tomorrow is dad’s celebration of life… it seems so final… I miss you dad!

  8. Denise says:

    Change of venue for dad’s life celebration: 3 pm at 4416 Alberta Ave in Powell River – to celebrate dad!!!!! today, July 16th

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