Dear Aunt Joan, Digby, David and Jen and the rest of the family, It is times likes these, when we are so far away, that our hearts break in not being closer to NOTL. Such fond memories - of Mom and Dad taking us for a Sunday drive to the Falls to see "Uncle John, Aunt Joan and the kids", of poking a head into Uncle John's office at the CIBC to say "Hi" after seeing Flo at the tellers' counter - in return, a smile and a "What are you up to sonny?", of Uncles John, Allen, Gary, Donald and Dad sitting together at many a family gathering to share a story and a laugh, of Grandma clasping Uncle John's face and giving him a big kiss on the cheek (with some lipstick left behind), of Uncle John reminding me so much of Grandpa with their common love and care of garden, children, grandchildren and greats - all bringing a smile, and tears, to my face as I sit here. Kathryn asked me the other day why I was looking so sad. I said "because I am thinking of Uncle John". She told me not to worry, that he was happy in heaven enjoying a rum and coke with Grandpa and Uncle Allen. The image was a good one. Who says there is no wisdom in a 13 year old? Please be assured of our prayers and thoughts across the miles at this time. Love, Kevin, Debbie, Kathryn and Sarah in Auckland