Goodbye Mr. Jim ...

This morning I found out that my good friend Jim C. in Nova Scotia pasted away from his monster, colorectal cancer. I will miss him.

When I found out about my monster last year, I called Jim to ask him if I could get together for coffee. It didn't take him more than a few minutes to call me back to arrange a meeting with me. His secret in life was helping others and he certainly helped me in 2007.

When I had my prostectomy on April 25 last year, when I woke from my surgery, the first person I seen was my "A". The second person I recognized was Jim. The third was Jim's wife. I was so touched that this business foe came to see me and wished me well. He earned tons of respect in my eyes and I think he earned that respect from many Nova Scotians.

I was this man just before I returned to Saskatchewan. The last time we said goodbye, in the parking lot of Tim Horton's on Portland St., we hugged. I am glad I did that.

Thank you Jim ... you made my decision today much easier. I need to sign a lot of estate papers with a laywer today. I wish it was with you.

I will see you again my friend.

Gido