I miss you very much already! My world feels empty without you in it.
I am trying to find comfort, knowing your long trial of pain and suffering is over. It broke my heart to see you hurting so much.
The weather has been quite sunny and I like to think it's because you are now free and soaring high in the sky with mum by your side again.
You were a great dad who always worked hard for his family. I especially loved our sledging (tobogganing) rides at Popes Meadow as a child and then buying fish and chips afterwards.
Rest easy now my lovely dad! I will love you forever. I am so proud when I hear how many people say what a lovely man you were. A gentle man. May God bless you and keep you close. I look forward to seeing you in Heaven one day!
Love your dedicated daughter, Tracey
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We have all been thinking of you, such a sad time but he had a happy life. With all our love, Kathleen, Alan and all the family in Dunstable, England xxx
I was fortunate to have had the opportunity to work with Vic back in 1984 when I started my career with Toronto EMS. As a new young kid I can tell you I was not always treated respectfully by some senior medics. Vic however was always so nice to me and was keen to help me learn the job. He often had little anecdotes and I loved his stories. He treated his patients like they were family. When I would phone scheduling prior to my shift and was told my partner for the day was Vic, I knew it was going to be a fun day. I'm sad to hear of his passing. They say only the good die young but that's not the case here. A wonderful man!! My condolences to his family and friends.
Always the perfect gentleman . Glad to have known him . A remarkable age to have been reached .
You had a set of values that you set for yourself that you passed down to Tracey and myself.
I will miss your generous funny self. I know where I get my silly side from. You were a man who was determined to do better for themselves and you accomplished that.
Teaching me football from when I could just walk, right through my late teens, thank you.
Many parents would not encourage their sons to ride a motorcycle but you were right there cheering me on, to the fact that you even got your motorbike license here in Canada with me.
Dads old stories, he would tell us stories of his childhood, being brought up in the war must have been hard, with two brothers in the 2nd world war and dad and his younger brother Stan not in it, they had many old stories to tell, I will miss those times.
I call you the six million man, you lived to a great age. love Neal