Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Just like snowflakes we are all so unique and our on time on this earth is not forever. I remember Robert as a man of the prairies in tune with the agricultural landscape. I also remember how much he loved baked potatoes! Never seem to get tired of them. It was a privilege to have gotten to know him as my brother, Wayne Atkinson, was married to his late daughter, Roberta. Cherish the memories. There will be times you wish you could have just one more conversation or a special time together. He lived a full life. Knew happiness & sorrow. Be at peace as he now is. My thoughts & prayers go out to his surviving children, grandchildren, great grandchildren.
Assiniboia Chapel