Manthei

My father, you are my best friend. I came to your place almost every Saturday and I’m Christmas I put up your Christmas tree with no one else couldn’t do it. You are a great man. I am very blessed that you came to Canada and I’ll say it again I’m glad that you came to Canada. You’re a wonderful father. I love you and I’m going to miss you.

My condolences to Guenter and Eleanor’s family. Eleanor and I spoke often in the plaza and on Broadfield whenever we ran into each other. Guenter I saw only at neighborhood meetings. Then I found him an intelligent and well spoken conversationalist. I am sure he will be missed greatly by all who knew him.