In Memoriam.ca - Always in our hearts

  • Peter Wilson lit a candle on 07/29/2009:
    "As small cousins with older brothers during the second world war my Cousin Billy and me build up a bond of love and friendship which never left us although we spent many years apart. When we met in 2002 after over 40 years it was as though we have seen each other the previous day, such was our relationship. I send our deepest sympathy to Judy and their family and thank them for the care and affection they shown Billy during his long and dreadful illness. Bills mum and my mum were extremly close as sisters and the example they showed in teaching their children to be nice people served Billy well all his life. The world is a little poorer for his passing and I feel a part of me has gone. R>I P Cousin Billy."

Legacy

About William Dawson

Loving, devoted Husband  to Judi and Father to Anita and Kyle . Our Dad has always been a "pillar" of strength to his family and we will miss him dearly...
We have had a lot of adventures together, starting with a year long exchange to Australia back in 1980. We also went to England, Spain and travelled extensively throughout Canada and the U.S. over the years. One of the craziest trips was when Aunt Anita, Uncle Les and our cousins, Richard and Darren came over from England in the summer of 1982. We rented a station wagon and did a whirlwind driving tour from Vancouver all the way down the coast to Tijuana, Mexico - boy, we knew each other really well after driving over 3000 miles in 3 weeks. Dad\'s favourite part was in El Centro, California, the temperature over 120F and there was a locust plague. We were in a restaurant and had just ordered food and he could see in the kitchen the locust were dropping into the deep fat fryers where the french fries were cooking - just imagine where else those locusts were! Dad was a great teacher and I remember him spending countless hours reading to us, teaching us to write (in properly formed drafting print!) and helping with homework and projects. Another memory of Dad was when Kyle and I had our paper-route he would help out frequently  even when he broke his ankle (after a "wild" boating weekend with his teaching friends) and had a walking cast on.
After moving to "the Farm" in 1992, Dad also got pretty good at being a "horse handler" and had the pleasure of being surprised with newborn foal when going out to feed one morning. I will never forget the excitement in his voice when he made that discovery. Another memory of Dad was when Kyle and I had our paper route which he would help out with even when he broke his ankle and had a walking cast on.
Dad had a natural flare for woodwork and home renovations and did countless projects around the farm that were so appreciated even if they took a little longer than planned. The furniture he built will remain an important part of our family\'s heirlooms.
Our Dad was an immensely caring and gentle man and we are so fortunate to have had him as our role model as the kind of people that we strive to be. Words do not describe how greatly he will be missed.