Myrtle, Wayne,Shirley, Chrissy, Jenny, Taylor, Kenny,Laurie, Brandon, Ryan, Trevor posted a condolence
Friday, February 3, 2012
To Uncle Max
We're sorry we could not be there to bid you farewell. We would like to thank you for sharing your life with us and the great memories you now leave for us to cherish.
You were such a warm person to be around, from your never ending teasing which Kenny remembers to your whisker kisses, which by the way, wasn't pleasant for me but told us both, no matter what, you made us feel special. The trips on the water fishing with you were both exciting and interesting, exciting by all the cod fish caught and impressed by the hard work which you made look so easy.
Memories of watching you, Auntie Nellie, Tom and Mr. Bish and his family split, clean and salt the fish. Moving about on the old stage without a worry in the world, while we tried to figure out how to walk on it, will last forever. We especially remember you trying to get us to taste the cod liver oil from that old rusty barrel, that smell was enough to kill you, let alone taste it. We will never forget the hay rides we took with you and our friends Clyde and Ruby and the many trouting trips to Mare's Pond you always found time to take us on (we still can't figure out how you always caught the most) some say you had the Midas touch but we think you were just special.
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.We fondly remember when friends would gather for the sing songs in your living room
Uncle Raymond Leshane would play the organ and we would sing our hearts out or the times when Lloyd Leshane would visit in the mornings, have a chat and be gone till the same time the next day. You sure had some visitors in your house and many cups of tea were shared at your table. We got to experience all of that because you loved us. Thank you.
We will never forget as kids growing up going to Mr. Cliff's for baloney and cheese, the laughs and shenanigans were legendary. You two were quite the pair. The berry picking trips in on the barrens followed by the "boilups". Now that was some kind of living.
Uncle Max you amazed us with your woodworking skills, the boat you made which is on display in the AYLA building, and patience to create little things. You taught us fishermen knots, how to ride your horse but most importantly how to enjoy the little things in life. Some people say "Life is like waiting for the storm to pass, but by watching you, we learned how to dance in the rain." There are lots of Uncles in the world but few friends, you were both.
We saw how all the trees you planted in your garden are now big enough to enjoy and you are not here to appreciate them.. . We could go on and on reminding you of stories that we shared with you, but know this, you will be greatly missed. We're happy for you now though, Uncle Max, you are with your Lord and Saviour. Say hi to Auntie Nellie and Tom for us. Catch a trout for us. Watch for us, we'll be looking for you.
Love Myrtle
Wayne and Shirley, Chrissy, Jenny, Taylor,
Kenny and Laurie, Brandon, Ryan and Trevor
