Tuesday, March 21, 2017
I'll love you forever, Satch. Will remember all the good times we have had. Like the time when we were kids and some little beggars from Hopewell School were chasing you on their bikes and I took off after them running. They told you later they would never chase you again because your sister could outrun their bikes. Or the time up at our cottage and we went fishing at that stocked pond. Well, you and Karren did, I watched, until Karren's trout got off the hook while she was walking back, and it was the first and last fish I ever caught - especially with bare hands. I am so happy you made it down in September and stayed here a few days, and that you would phone me or I would phone you. Happy you got to wear that Legion vest I gave you that you were so proud of too.
Say 'hi' to Mom, Dad, Dan, Shirl, Marg, and Cliff, and tell them, and you too, to save room for me. It scares me to be the last one standing, but I have to keep a brave face and live up the the Dancey name.
You died the way you lived, Satch - a true soldier, brave and courageous. Love you forever.
