Tuesday, May 12, 2020
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Uncle Jimmy was mysterious and I loved that about him. He had this deep melodic booming voice that carried over all areas of the cottages at Chandos... calling Aunt Ruth, any one or all of his kids, his dog. He could sing beautifully and he and Aunt Ruth singing together... amazing... soul stirring for me as a young child all the way to my adult years... and when Uncle Jimmy brought out the box of strange and exotic seeming instruments at the cottage ... I loved that! He wore groovy clothes and ate weird stuff (only weird probably to me). He had a twinkle in his eye that made me think he always knew something awesome that I didn’t know ... but that he also knew I would know it one day too. His sense of humour made me laugh even when I didn’t understand it ... his enjoyment was contagious. I remember the regular phone calls between Mary -Jean and Jimmy... my mom loved her brothers fiercely and she respected them and sought their advice and input. Uncle Jimmy was her go to for all things medical. A passion they shared and she loved discussing things with him. They had conversations about so many topics both interesting and cutting edge medically and faith wise. I am not sure they always agreed. They may have. They may not... what I remember is their ability to discuss cool stuff and go deep with it as only people who love and respect each other can. Aunt Ruth, David, Andrew, Marta, Sarita, Peter, Sam and Joe... my heart is sad and heavy with sorrow for the loss to this world of your dad. He will be missed by many and not forgotten. The Kennedy Donaldson clan in heaven is a strong one... all together again. But the Kingston Kennedy’s... the loss of your husband and dad is a loss that changes you... and I am so sorry for you all. Sending love and prayers at a time we wish we could be sending in person.
