Saturday, December 19, 2020
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I offer my condolences to Deborah and family. I'm one of the MacPhee's from across the street who is just a bit younger than Ricky. I delivered the CB Post and coal to the family house, but also played hockey on little pond with Ricky and the neighbours. He was a good guy. I remember borrowing some hockey gear for an important game, and sitting in the sun on Mrs. Black's veranda, with Allister, watching him and his parents in all their finery heading for the wedding. Mrs Black just kept mentioning how young he was. During one of my trips home he was on crutches because of the incident with the lawn mower, and was angry because he knew better. He sat with me in my parents garage to tell the story of feeding the bird that Lloyd had rescued. He felt bad about that. I complemented him on the home he built with the great view. He accepted graciously but in his gift for understatement said "it caught the wind at times in the winter". There's also just a flood of 50+ year old memories of seeing him almost daily in the neighbourhood. Altogether too young. John MacPhee
