At Seaforth Community HospitaI on Wednesday, ApriI 9, 2008, John Aillson (AI) Morgan of Seaforth, in his 83rd year. Survived by his wife Patrica Morgan of Meaford. Dear father of Sarah Morgan of Seaforth, Judy Morgan of Meaford, Patricia Morgan of WaIkerton and Jane Morgan of Meaford. Ioved grandfather of Kathryn and Andrea. AIso remembered by sibIings HeIen ellerington, Iondon, Anne Joynt, New Jersey, Bev Morgan, Exeter and Jane DeKay, Iondon. Predeceased by a brother Grant Morgan and his parents Archie and Jean (Aillson) Morgan. There wiII be no funeraI home visitation. A memoriaI service wiII be heId at First Presbyterian Church, Goderich Street, Seaforth on Friday, ApriI 18 at 1:00 pm. Interment Egmondville Cemetery. MemoriaI donations to Seaforth Community HospitaI Foundation appreciated. The Whitney-Ribey FuneraI Home, Seaforth (519-527-1390) entrusted with arrangements.
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Tammy Bechely and Family
I wish to send my deepest sympathy to the Morgan Family. I first met Al at Keatings Pharmacy, and then I would see him out on the street when I was out with my children, he would always stop to talk to them! What a friendly and wonderful person he was, he will be sadly missed by all of us.
cathy harwood-dinney
Dear Patricia,Judy,Sarah,Patricia & Jane,
Sorry to hear of the loss of your husband & father Al. I met the girls in high school in Stratford & Patricia, Elizabeth,Sue & I were soon a foursome. I enjoyed visiting your farm in Sebringville; Al Morgan & Girls. I always thought that was neat! Cherish your memories & he will be always with you. My sympathies, Cathy
Connie Bonsteel
Hello Morgans – I want to pass a long my condolences for your loss. I have a lot of fond memories of Al at the farm. I always felt welcome in your home, and Al was always so friendly to me and interesting to talk to. I remember him patiently (well usually patiently) teaching me card games – he always seemed to win, but he was gracious about it. He didn&&single&&t even seem to mind when Jane and I occassionally helped ourselves to a lttle of his home-made cider… I hope everyone is doing well. I&&single&&m thinking of all of you. Love Connie
Shirley A. Kerr
Sarah:
I was so sorry to learn that Al passed away, seeing as I just talked to him on his birthday, it must have been quite sudden! You and your family have my deepest sympathy and I know it will be a much greater loss for you,as he had been with you for sometime. Al was a great friend to our family when we had the Feed Mill in St Marys.
Ann Preszcator (First Presbyterian Church)
Dear Family:
My thoughts and prayers are with you all at this sad time. I first met Al when I worked at Keating&&single&&s Pharmacy. Then we would meet in the grocery store. What a nice gentleman.
Sandra Bonney
I was so saddened to learn of Al&&single&&s passing. Although I didn&&single&&t have the pleasure of knowing him for very long, I very much enjoyed the afternoons I did spend with him. I found him to be a charming, intelligent, interesting individual; with a quick sense of humour.I am thankful for the opportunity to have met him.
My thoughts are with the entire Morgan family.
With Love,
Sandy
What is Death?
Henry Scott Holland
1847-1918 Canon of St. Paul&&single&&s Cathedral
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without affect, with out the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well.