KURT NEAL

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KURT NEAL June 2, 1984 - August 26, 2005 It has been 12 years, yet there are times we still weep uncontrollably because of the pain in our hearts. All we have are memories of when Kurt did this or when Kurt did that. 12 years is a long time to go without being able to see or touch you. It is said that there is no pain in heaven but we often wonder if, as you look down on us and our family, you too are sad that you cannot join in on our conversations or join in on our activities. Yet among the sadness there are still lots of smiles as we think of all the things you did when you were here. Remembering when you would run along the side of your bike until one day you just jumped on it and rode, no training wheels. Cutting the cast off of your wrist because you wanted to play in the badminton tourney. Filling the back of your truck with water and driving to Kildonan Park. Dragging your steel toed boots on the highway creating sparks as you rode your motorcycle. Kurt you were definitely one of a kind and although this time of year is difficult, memories still bring smiles to our faces. Thanks Kurt for looking over Charlotte and Sam. Maybe if you can find the time in your busy schedule in Heaven, take a look down at Mom and Dad once in a while. Hugs and Kisses. Mom and Dad.

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Aug 26, 2017