In Memoriam.ca - Always in our hearts

  • Dean McGeough lit a candle on 03/09/2018:
    "A Tribute to Dad: He was a devoted father who mentored his kids to work hard, be trustworthy, stand up for what is right, provide for your family, protect your family from harm and be quick to reach out to help your neighbour. He made it his mission to be devoted to his kids and grandkids. His face lit up whenever kids, grandkids and great-grand kids were around. Dad believed the best in a person and would give the shirt off his back if he saw a need or if he was asked for help. I find comfort knowing that upon his confession of faith in Jesus Christ at his baptism in Colwood by Reverend Matt Duffy that he was welcomed by Jesus into his new heavenly home where he no longer is hampered by ailments. We will miss him dearly. Thank you for being my dad and believing in me. I am proud to call you my DAD! Love, Your son DEAN"

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

  • Elsie Poliquin lit a candle on 03/08/2018:
    "Pat, this has been a journey of many ups & down, many gifts & lessons. The children the greatest legacy - thank you"

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