The pictures in this video were provided by his closest friends. I thank you all for getting these to me as fast as you did.
If you want your own personal copy I can provide this to you.

Another video is in the works covering his earlier years, I just thought it would be nice to have one for his closest.

Thanks
Ron

SO Guinness (my dog) and I were in a talent show this Friday at the Library.

My talent was to display that my dog lacks talent. Here take a look!!

My Grandfather re-sited this to me once. So amazing.

Oh stay at home, my lad, and plough
The land and not the sea,
And leave the soldiers at their drill,
And all about the idle hill
Shepherd your sheep with me.

Oh stay with company and mirth
And daylight and the air;
Too full already is the grave
Of fellows that were good and brave
And died because they were.

Today I was sitting in my car searching the radio channels trying to escape
Nickel Back and I came across a station (97.1) which usually is never
there but stuck on top of the blu water bridge came in nice and clear.

The station plays classical music and the song that played, while I
don’t know the name (shame) was beautiful and I recognized it right
away.

It was the same genre of music my grandfather would be playing when I
got home from school as a kid and as I got older, burned to an mp3 cd
when he and I traveled to Europe.

Imagine, driving through the coast in the south of france, up on a cliff,
this beautiful music playing over my beautiful back drop while
Grandad, smitten with glee to be a passenger taking it all in.

It brought me to a deep state of peace. I miss that old man. Scotch tonight,