Monday, January 13, 2020
Mr. Wilson was such a significant part of my life growing up on Rouge Hills Drive. So many memories: My first skate, on the rink he built in his backyard each winter - sin bin included. My first snowmobile ride, whipping across the abandoned golf course behind our house. And later on, my first job with a tie, that he got for me at TD International...memories of riding in on the GO Train with Don's Angels. ("Don't be late, my truck doesn't wait.")
This barely scratches the surface. He was such a kind and generous person. He treated Drew, Mat and me like we were his own. He was someone we looked up to and respected, and yet he still seemed like a big kid who was just fun to hang out with.
To Mrs. Wilson, Brent and Craig, and your families: I hope you are finding some comfort in your own fond memories and those shared by others.
Take care,
Steve, Melissa and Ben
