In Memoriam.ca - Always in our hearts

  • Angela McGeough lit a candle on 03/09/2018:
    "Thanks for everything - enjoy yourself - I will miss our weekly phone calls- love you "

  • Murray McGeough lit a candle on 03/11/2018:
    "One of the most endearing memories I have of my brother Pat is that time long ago when I was a little guy and afraid of trains. we were at the train station and he took me by the hand and said Murray let's go up to the steam engine and I will show you there is nothing to be afraid of. We did that and I was reassured and happy that my phobia was over. a few minutes later he climbed on board that train and left to join the navy and commence his adult life. That made me sad because I knew that nothing would be the same anymore. How could I know that in ten years he would be greeting me at the train station in Vancouver as I began my adult life or that in twenty years he would become the godfather to my daughter Kristina! In thirty years the two of us were staying at our sister Kay's house in Hope while she was away and having some laughs while hoping that her angry sounding Rotweilers did not escape the backyard! in forty years we would have supper together with our families by the beach in White Rock.I thank Pat for many things including the eloquent letters he sent me over those first few years describing the places people and events he had seen. I thank him for teaching me how to throw a football walking me up the hill at our farm to get a closer look at the harvest moon and taking me to see an airport for the first time. Then there was the time he phoned me at work in Regina on a Saturday to tell me he had got my old job back for me on the Princess Pat and had booked me on a plane to Vancouver the next day! Most of all I just want to thank him for being my brother! In the tradition of the McGeough family I offer up these words from Tennyson which we have recited for family members upon their passing: Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, when I put out to sea, For thou from out our bourne of Time and Place, The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my pilot face to face, When I have crost the bar. On behalf of myself Linda Kevin Elizabeth Lucy Kristina and Sean rest in peace brother!"

  • Maureen Coroliuc lit a candle on 03/08/2018:
    "Love you DAD! Thank you for being part of my life."

About him

Francis Patrick McGeough

Francis Patrick McGeough

Born: July 8th, 1940

Passed on: March 7th, 2018

Patrick was a proud and loving father, grandfather, and great grandfather. An adventurer, a salesman, a seeker, a devoted student of 'A Course in Miracles', a lover of horses and dogs and land, a smooth talker, and a good listener with a keen interest in history. He took his coffee black with a side of cookies. He is survived by his five children (Dean, Angela, Maureen, Frank, and Ella Dawn) his seven grandchildren (Julie, Jonathan, Jenna-Lea, Heidi, Joshua, Justin, and Kristy) and six great grandchildren (Nolan, Walker, Natalie, Gregory, Levi, and Morgan) with 1 more on the way, his life-long friend Elsie, and his siblings Kay and Murray. In March 1974, he adapted Juan Ramón Jiménez' poem - El viaje definitivo (The Last Journey)... "The Definite Journey, my version with apologies to Jimenez" And I will leave. But the birds will stay singing - And our garden will stay, with the water well And the blue spruce singing; many afternoons The skies will be blue its white clouds dreaming And the people who loved me will pass away But my spirit will always wander nostalgic In the same recondite corner of our flowery garden - dad