Tuesday, December 3, 2024
I met Oscar, whom I knew as Junior, in 1951. His sister Rosie was my mother's best friend and Junior was like a father / older brother to my little brother, Keith, who was seven years old when they met. They were close friends until he was killed in a hunting accident at 16. Junior took us trout fishing in the summer and ice fishing in the winter, on road trips to Kent County and to church and Sunday school. We spent many Christmas Days together with him and his family. He and Keith were inseparable and worked together building boats, renovating houses and on various construction projects and Keith accompanied him on several trips to visit Hilda's relatives in New England. They were as close as brothers and Keith's death was a life altering event for Junior. He gave us our first rifles which I still have and still shoot. He was a big part of our childhood and a good friend. I was always grateful for what he did for our family.
Brice Brown,
Calgary, Alberta
