I hadn't realized Gene received the Queen's Jubilee medal for his work with young curlers - now I know where Katherine (Kat) gets her love of the game as a teenage curler. Gene courageously persevered through some difficult health issues over the last few years and will be sorely missed by his family.
Karen,
I'm sorry for your loss. I know you managed a lot for Gene and lost a good friend.
My dearest Katherine,
We have shared many a conversation, some difficult some easy, but I feel your loss as if it were my own..
To where or whom you turn I. Hope you will find consolation and peace within yourself, the journey sometimes can take longer than we imagine.
Know that I will always be there for you should you ever require or need me
Love,
Paul
Karen phoned Sandy and I to give us the news of Gene passing. I was sad and depressed but then I started to think about all the good times Gene and I had together and a smile came to my face.
Gene and I met about 50 years ago and became good friends. We would meet at the Nags Head in downtown Toronto every Friday night with a group of about 10 people. We would have a few beers, and then a few more beers. By the end of the night we were singing old Irish songs along with the band.
One night Gene told me he was seeing this girl. Eventually I met this girl named Karen. I later told him to make sure he did everything to keep this girl as he was a real winner.
Once or twice a year Gene and I and 4 to 6 other people had our Track and Field day. We would go golfing in the morning and to Woodbine Racetrack in the afternoon.
For a number of years Gene and I would go to Woodbine Racetrack on Breeders Cup Day. More races to bet on and more money to lose. It was not about the money, it was about the friendship.
Over the years we both got married. We were glad our wives continued to let us meet on Friday nights. Tell you the truth I think our wives were glad to get rid of us so they could have a quiet and peaceful evening.
Gene, Karen, Sandy and I all get together for some great evenings. These were days I will never forget and will always cherish the memories.
Over the years the Friday night group got down to just Gene and I. By this time we both had kids. We would have a few beers and, yes, a few more beers. We would talk about how great our wives were, talk about our kids and their great accomplishments and finally we would talk about local politics. These were Genes favourite topics to discuss.
Life has many twists, turns and curves. Eventually our Friday night get togethers came to an end and became the occasional long distance phone call.
I remember talking to Gene when each of his grandkids were born. Even though he was not in good health you could hear the joy and happiness in his voice talking about his grandkids.
Gene, you may no longer be here physically but our memories will last forever. I was always proud to call you my friend.
Gene, I have one more favour to ask of you. When you meet God invite him out on a Friday night for a few beers. I know he will not replace me but he will try, lol.
Rest in Peace, my friend.
May memories of happier times with Gene and family comfort you at this sad time. Hugs