Frank Pratt

My thoughts and prayers are with my cousins at this time in the loss of their father. Uncle Frank was a gem of a man, loved him dearly! XO hugs to all !

The patriarch of the Pratt family has passed on and will be missed by all in the Dale subdivision as well as by us in the Meadows. A lot of fond memories. A special hello to Sue and Jay.

Hi All,

Since I may not be at the service (due to weather), I wanted to jot down a Here are some of the things I remember about all the good memories I had with Grandpa at the Pratt house on Elmdale, and elsewhere:

I spent a lot of holidays and visits over at Elmdale Street growing up:

-The “Big Table” at Christmas

-Listening to records on the old stereo console

-Cutting the grass and cleaning the eaves troughs

-The old boat in the back yard

-looking for crawfish in the creek

-the “secret” back stairs from Grandpa’s bedroom to the basement

-the snooker table

-watching TV/and exploring in the basement

-“Snuggles” charging the window!

Other times with Grandpa:

-swimming with him at McMahon Park and Grand Bend

-trips to the Georgian Inn, swimming in the hotel pool, and those large American sodas!

-Bringing that years school clothes over the border (“…anything to declare?” No! )

-visiting him at the lab and getting chased by the “teeth!

But one thing stood out all these years, even though I was only 9 when I went:

Going to the Lions game with him in 1970 vs, the Cincinnati Bengals … out in the lower bleachers … scalper tickets … and the Lions won!

And, even though I had a late start on having my own family, I’m so glad that both Bryn and Ronan got to meet and know their Great-Grandpa. He was always glad to see them, and he would have many questions for both of them.

Grandpa, you had a long life, and a great life, and I will try to keep your memory alive through my children, by telling them stories about you, and about us.

All my love … Stephen

To Sarah and Michael – I am sorry for your loss and thinking of you today.

It has been so touching to read all the letters of condolence. I was especially touched by Stephen’s as I shared many of his memories such as the “Big Table” and Snuggles. I would like to share a few of my memories of grandpa. My fondest memories took place in the big old black and white house with the fancy (as I had always though) statue in the front yard. I remember being stung by many bees while poking a beehive in the back yard with my cousins. My brother telling grandpa to “show her the teeth” of which grandpa would push out his fake tooth and make a scary face at me. I hated it and kinda loved it at the same time. I loved going to “Mother’s Restaurant” where grandma would always take one glass home for me in her purse and grandpa would drive about 20 km all the way home after he had a few drinks lol. That old car seemed to float down the road sometimes with its plush red interior (again another fancy thing of grandpa’s lol). I remember grandpa would get us all set up downstairs in the scary (yet fun) red basement to watch TV. I’m pretty sure I recall him making a fire but am not sure on this memory or if the fireplace even worked but I recall those wooden decoy ducks on the mantle…loved them for whatever reason. Grandma would make vanilla ice cream with maple syrup and peanuts (which I still love to this day). The best thing I remember about my grandpa was when I’d get in trouble from grandma and he would give me a funny smile like “oh you’ve done it now but it’s not so bad kiddo”. He would also slip me $5 bills when grandma wasn’t looking with the same smile. So those are a few of my memories; the more I write the more I recall. Keeping my grandparents memories in my heart forever- love to both of you xoxo