Q: "Who are you with?"
A: "I'm on my Jack Jones man - nuttin' going on."
A: "I was sat there on my Jack Jones, like a right billy no mates" (another British slang for being abandoned by friends.)
Dad became so famous in Vancouver that he was inducted into the British Columbia Sports Hall of Fame in 1986. He had not only been an athlete that the Vancouver Sun would frequently write about during his time playing the sport, but also he went on to be a linesman, referee, and Commissioner of Soccer for the province. In the early 40's, anyone who knew anything about sports knew who Jack Jones was.
Dad had a good life, marrying my mother in 1943 a month after turning 22 years old. He then went on to serve in the RCAF during WW2 as a pilot and flight instructor. After the war, he returned to settle down to family life and worked until retirement for the telephone company. He loved his family and had three daughters (of whom I'm the middle one), four grandchildren (2 boys and 2 girls), and one great-grandson (my daughter's son). During his life he loved to play golf and watch hockey, travel, and play bridge with lots of their friends.
He passed away September 21st of last year, so as the letter J came up for this week, I thought I'd post a few photos of my own personal famous Jack Jones.
Banff 1953 (age 32)At my wedding reception 1973 (age 52)
With my mother in Spain circa 1976 (age 55)
Hugging Jaclyn circa 1989 (age 67)
With great-grandson Noah 2004 (age 83)
(January 18, 1921 - September 21, 2007)
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