You pick up the phone, its your sister Dulcie on the other line. She says, “Winston I’m taking you home." She waits for your response, there's silence. The thought of going home must have been scary and overwhelming all at the same time. Weeks went by and the time finally came to pack your bags and make the long journey back home. That was 36 years in the making. I can only imagine what was going through your mind when you landed in St John's and were embarking on your four-hour drive to Gander Bay. Your first stop, Georges Point, to see your sister Bonnie (the only one of eight to stay in Newfoundland, your Anchor to the island.) You stepped out of the car and your first response was to kiss the ground. There were tears of joy, but the long journey home was still not complete. Twenty more minutes in the car and you would be home. You were like a kid in a candy store. How the memories flooded back. With only one week, there were so many faces to see and so little time to see them. The first stop was to see where you used to live, nothing was the same anymore. But you were still home and that’s all that mattered. With help from your childhood friend Lloyd Cull, memories were coming back like it only happened yesterday. You visited this one and that one, from family to friends. But yet there were four more to see that were hacking your heart. You were putting it off hoping it would get easer. Finally on the third day of being home it was time to visit your two sisters, Baby Mary, Madeline and your mom and dad. As you opened the little white picket fence and walked in, at that moment it seemed like the birds stopped singing and the wind stopped blowing as if to say, “son it's your time to say 'Mom and Dad I’m home.” As you stood there at the foot of their resting place, My eight-year-old Jayna summed it all up as "a sad moment." And that it was. With only a few days left and still so many to see, you still took time to make that late night visit to Timmy’s for coffee and soup. What fun we had. Your last night home was a late one, talking till 3 a.m., making plans for another visit home that won’t take 36 years to complete. Saying goodbye was very hard to do, but knowing in two years we will join together again for “The Noble Family Reunion,” makes it easier. So if there were any family members that Winston Noble missed when he was home be assured he will see you in two years along with Irene, Dulcie, Jack, Ron, Harold , Bonnie and Karen. The Noble Family. Love your shadows Trish and Jayna Francis   Submitted By: Trish Francis