Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Mr. Marshall, my number one football fan. I will always remember, very fondly, the many, many trips and good times to Ivor Wynne and that old mistake-by-the-lake known as the CNE with Mr. Marshall. He drove many of us there, took us, cheered with us, and always did so smilingly. Without doubt my fondest memory, though, is the year when Charlie was sick for some Grey Cup in Toronto, and the Cats were playing, Mr. Marshall somehow remembered me up at school in Kingston, called, met me at the TO train station and we enjoyed the game together. My kids here in Ottawa think I am a bit over-the-top in cheering on those Tabbies so for so long and I always reply ..."that's nothing, Mr. Marshall has been doing it much, much longer." I know he knows I'll continue the cheers. Godspeed to all the Marshall family from Ottawa: Dave, Carol, Doug and Scott.
