Do you know this person?; or possibly once knew or now know some one about whom you could say &acirc;��I know/knew some one just like that person&acirc;��, the person that I know and will fondly and lovingly remember until the day that I die. A person of extremely modest monetary means who gave his entire and hard earned monthly pay cheque, signed on the back with &acirc;��pay to the order of my grandson&acirc;��, to help offset his grandson's 1st year college expenses and in so doing went without some necessity himself as, on his income, the word savings was as foreign and alien to him as somebody from outer space would be.<br /> <br /> What name would you give to a person such as the one I just described?<br /> <br /> The name that I would and did give to that person is &acirc;��Dad&acirc;��. <br /> <br /> Dad was a kind, gentle, considerate and giving of himself type of person as long as I knew him which was most of my life, until the day he died in 1988. I could go on and on with platitudes and synonyms for goodness to describe Dad but I think any person of moderate intelligence could easily understand what I am saying.<br /> <br /> Sometimes, I think my Dad was cloned by his quasi-adopted parents, the ones I call my Nana and Baba Brown, who themselves were emblematic of numerous Newfoundlander's of their time. People who forged a living out of the Atlantic and the rock and stone gardens in all of the remote communities they settled and made into homes, communities like Thoroughfare where my dad grew up. Communities that today may exist in name only but communities that hold untold memories of a way of life that children today will never experience and only know about by visiting the local library. <br /> <br /> I am still not sure if resettlement, way back in the 1950's, was really good or really bad but a belated thank you to Joey Smallwood for destroying an endearing way of life.   Submitted By: Randolph Toope