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Nancy Walkling posted a condolence
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
"Uncle Keith" and "Auntie Bev" were good friends to the Walkling family while we were growing up. We spent many summer holidays camping together. Usually our travels were in Ontario, but in 1965 we made a memorable trip to Newfoundland where Keith and Frank did alot of salmon fishing, standing in hip boots in cold rushing rivers. Since there were four Walkling children, often one would travel for the day in the Jackson car. We would set up tents in sites adjacent to each other, with the Jackson's dachshund and our basenji dog tied up at opposite ends of the sites. Keith would have his camera along to photograph our adventures and our beautiful natural surroundings. I am sorry not to have been able to join you for the celebration of Keith's life. I send my condolences.
J
Jean Cockburn posted a condolence
Monday, December 15, 2008
All the Macdonald family had happy memories of 'the Jacksons' on Muriel Street in Ottawa in the 1930's, of a lovely family and of playing in their wonderful attic or swinging on the swing in their backyard. Alan Macdonald remembers Keith well. We are sad for his loss and wish comfort for your family.
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Bev, Gord, Lynne & Dan Walkling posted a condolence
Monday, December 15, 2008
We arrived home from Montreal tonight to receive Blair's message with the news of Keith's death. His Christmas card went out just a few days ago, too late I'm afraid. As a family we have so many fond memories of Keith, times spent with him and Bev and latterly times when he would join the Walkling clan for a family Christmas celebration with turkey and all the trimmings. He was Uncle Keith to us, and each year he would arrive with unique presents for each one of us - one of Bev's old hat's for dress-up for our daughter, an amaryllis plant for the adult women, a Chinese lion sculpture, books from his collection. We never knew what to expect but it was always fun waiting to see. One time he invited our family to cook a turkey with him and we learned that carrots grated into the stuffing was an excellent addition. We've done it that way ever since and I always think of him when we make it. We're so sorry we cannot be there tomorrow to celebrate his life, but we will celebrate it among ourselves especially this Christmas, a time when he was so much a part of our lives. If you send us an email address,we will scan some pictures to send as memories of our time with him.
J
Joyce Caines Brendan and Caitlin lit a candle
Sunday, December 14, 2008
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Keith made the best mulberry pies that I've ever tasted. On 26 Sagewood Drive he had a mulberry tree that was heavily laden with berries every summer.
Those mulberries were as big as his thumb. When I returned from my classes at the university of Toronto and I walked into the backyard on those summer evenings:the cement walkway was splotched and bleeding, bruised with crushed mulberries. Every summer Keith climbed a ladder with a handsaw to trim huge branches from the mulberry tree. One summer he chopped down a huge branch that was an arbor over the garage. He grew feverfew in his garden and he told me that his mother used this to relieve her headaches.He spoke about his mother with such reverence and I knew that he held her in high esteem. Keith had red currant bushes and raspberries and he was delighted to serve fresh raspberries from the garden with ice cream on summer evenings.He taught me to leave the seeds scooped from the cantaloupe in the bird feeder that was right outside the back door. Keith had splendid roses that grew in the front flowerbed on 26 Sagewood. I remember the Centennial and the Peace. The Peace was ivory petals with a sunset pink inner edge and fluting, with gold stamens. It had a fragrance that was the most potent aphrodisiac on earth. Could peace be this exquisite?
I will cherish the memories of time spent with Keith and I will forever remember his magnanimous generosity. My thoughts are with you his family, as you share your memories of the joy and delight, that was the life of David Keith Jackson.
J
Joyce Caines posted a condolence
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Keith made the best mulberry pies that I've ever tasted. On 26 Sagewood Drive he had a mulberry tree that was heavily laden with berries every summer. Those mulberries were as big as his thumb. When I returned from my classes at the university of Toronto and I walked into the backyard on those summer evenings:the cement walkway was splotched and bleeding, bruised with crushed mulberries. Every summer Keith climbed a ladder with a handsaw to trim huge branches from the mulberry tree. One summer he chopped down a huge branch that was an arbor over the garage. He grew feverfew in his garden and he told me that his mother used this to relieve her headaches.He spoke about his mother with such reverence and I knew that he held her in high esteem. Keith had red currant bushes and raspberries and he was delighted to serve fresh raspberries from the garden with ice cream on summer evenings.He taught me to leave the seeds scooped from the cantaloupe in the bird feeder that was right outside the back door. Keith had splendid roses that grew in the front flowerbed on 26 Sagewood. I remember the Centennial and the Peace. The Peace was ivory petals with a sunset pink inner edge and fluting, with gold stamens. It had a fragrance that was the most potent aphrodisiac on earth. Could peace be this exquisite? I will cherish the memories of time spent with Keith and I will forever remember his magnanimous generosity. My thoughts are with you his family, as you share your memories of the joy and delight, that was the life of David Keith Jackson.
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Mike Hoyer posted a condolence
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Our thoughts and prayers are with the family and friends. Mike, Colleen, Jennifer and Gillian Hoyer Vancouver, BC
