Mum was teaching Sunday school, Dad was the new Curate, both at an Anglican parish in Toronto after WW2. They met, six months later got hitched, and immediately left for Alberta. Both are gone now, as is one of my older sisters, and I miss them all terribly.

Theirs was a somewhat meagre, but unselfish life, and they held great affection for each other to the end.

Peace, Mooh.