Aunt Shirley and Ruth, Sorry to hear about Uncle Malc's passing. When I think of him I'm reminded of visiting him and Nanny in Pacquet. Quite often you'd find him either cleaning fish or cleaving wood. He always had a kind word and a smile. In later years, him and Nanny moved to Baie Verte and lived with us in my Mom and Dad's home. Uncle Malc would often take out the button accordian and play a tune for Nanny; at times he played the spoons and often a melody on the harmonica. He had a love for music, people and God. We used to joke about him finding a woman ... until he met Aunt Shirley! I remember his excitement and at the same time, his bashfulness. He couldn't believe he found such a wonderful treasure! (I was so excited to see the ring he bought for Aunt Shirley.) He looked forward to spending the rest of his life with her. Aunt Shirley (from my memory) was very shy but I believe over the years Uncle Malc helped bring a balance. When Ruth came along - well - Uncle Malc beamed with joy to be a Daddy and to have a little girl of his own flesh and blood. For many years he had longed to be married and become a Dad. When Ruth was born, his main dreams had been fulfilled. He was very outgoing and accepting to everyone he met along the way. Today I encourage you, Aunt Shirley and Ruth, to continue on in your faith and hope with memories that will carry you through. There will come a day when you will meet again. Love and prayers to you both.