By Bev Hill
On April 16, 1966, my father Spencer Hill passed away. His mother in November 1969 and on March 15, 2003, my mother Arlene joined them. These were my family and they are still in my heart.
My parents had their rules that I appreciate more as I’m getting older. My grandmother was a religious person who attended McNab Presbyterian Church. I remember singing to her and that she made really good Christmas pudding.
My dad was a Veteran, very kind and always generous to family and strangers alike. My Mother cooked on Saturdays making big meals to share with neighbours; mmmm…Spaghetti and Meatballs!
I was very proud of them and their love and understanding was important as an only child and I am thankful for the lessons that they taught me .
