Its not so much one story but many and when I spent my summers at my grandparents camp "Stillars Camp" (Morrie and Inez Stillar) in Port Loring on "Sag Lake" I always remember Edna and Emile and Gordie being around. It set my mind to wonder how he was so smart to know the weather all the time and his stories were told with such excitment that I loved to hear them. He often stopped to talk with my dad, the late Paddy Stillar, and he had great respect for Gord. Just wanted to share this in your time of grieving. Sue Godin