Saturday, November 16, 2024
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Our Deepest sympathies to Ilean, Mike, Chris and Families. I grew up in Granton and have many fond memories of Gary, whether at their place or ours Gary and my Dad Ron were always shooting the breeze about something! My Mom Lucille used to say Gary had the nose of a blood hound, she baked bread every Saturday and without fail every Saturday Gary would be coming through the back door just as the bread was coming out of the oven, he would pour himself a coffee, sit down at the table, grab a knife and the butter and enjoy some fresh warm right out of the oven bread. My parents purchased a place in Florida and not long after Gary had one as well. Lots of memories from being down south with "the Granton crowd"! We came home from Florida one year and our Granton basement had flooded, pulled into the driveway to find Gary and some of the volunteer firemen there with the big water truck pumping out our basement, he was always there to lend a hand when needed. I am pretty sure Gary and my Dad will be reminiscing about cars and motorcycles right about now.
Thinking of the Jones Family and sending heartfelt hugs. Love Brenda and Jamie
