Condolence: When I was very young, Uncle Leo and Aunty always included me in trips to camp, tenting in provincial parks and sleep overs with Vicky and Michelle. My mother's brothers were very special to her and she often told the story of when they would take letters sent to her, from my father during the war and read them in the chicken coup, where she couldn't catch them.
A few years ago, we were lucky enough to have Uncle Leo drop in for a coffee and he brought us a container of laundry soap, he had picked up on sale.
They were a very special couple and will never be forgotten...

Condolence: Will always remember growing up with Auntie Jeanette and Uncle Leo across the street. It was always nice smelling Auntie Jeanette's soup and convincing uncle Leo to allow us a pop for a float (that we weren't supposed to have). It was nice to have "grandparents" right across the street to play with their earrings, trinkets, bombshelter foods, or thrift-worthy garage items.