Monday, October 11, 2021
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I have a lifetime of memories of Ches! Catching pigeons on the Railroad Bridge as kids. Hating on teachers at Walter Murray. Cruising 8th Street in whatever muscle car Ches was driving at the time, and consistently failing to attract the attention of girls on the cruise. My dad’s nickname for him « the Ches-nut ». Party weekends at Emma Lake, and sleeping on the beach. Ski trips to Banff and Wyoming and Utah and Kimberley. His brief residency in our home in Toronto, during renovations, and his contributed services for later renovations in our Toronto home and our Burlington home. Horse-riding and skeet shooting at his home in Saskatchewan. I could go on and on. Whenever we got together, the years just faded away, no matter how long since we last met. He was always warm and welcoming, and he’d do anything, anything, for a friend or family member. He was one of the best friends in my life, and I’ll miss him.
