Friday, February 28, 2020
I loved my Godfather Len. I was in awe of his hair and his singing voice. I never understood the words, but I knew he was happy when he was singing.
I envied the uncomplicated love he had for Laura and Cathy. It was plain to see he adored them and there were many hugs and kisses for them. He was never stingy with the hugs. He always gave me the best hugs I ever had.
I remember his garden. He didn’t have the space my parents had, but what he was able to do with it was magnificent.
He loved his family and all were welcome.
I loved that he trusted me with his cup of tea, or at least, he drank it and didn’t say otherwise.
Len met my father in CFB Cornwallis, when they joined the Canadian Navy, and they became friends. As it is the norm for the Armed Forces, they went their separate ways, by times, but when they met up, they resumed their friendship. My father was introduced to my mother through Len and Audrey, and the rest is history.
I grieve for the family, Len left behind. I know he is happy where he is, with the people who left before him. I know he is with his parents and with his siblings, but also with Nanny and Granpa Myers. He and Nanny, especially adored each other.
My love and my most heartfelt condolences are sent to Audrey, Laura, Cathy and their families, to Willie and to all of the Lentine families.
He was bigger than life.
