On Thursday November 6, 2008,
Ian McColville said:
I remember my uncle Ally, auntie Betty and my wee cousin Alana until they left for a new life in Australia in 1958. I was then 11 years and had no appreciation for the wonderful hand made treasures that took pride of place in our house. All made by Alexander McNair. At that age, I did appreciate the toy fort and crystal radio set that uncle Ally had made for me though.
He was a gifted man, with skilful hands and an eye for detail and some of those treasures are still on show today and I do appreciate them.
On Friday November 7, 2008,
Craig McCOLVILLE said:
From the son of the first named of Ally's big brothers, Donald, I too carried on the military tradition which has been written about. I served for 25 years in ROYAL SIGNALS, leaving as a Major after witnessing, at first hand, the Fall of the Berlin Wall.
I don't know if I ever met Uncle Ally, perhaps at a family wedding, but I certainly knew about him, and I don't think I ever heard a bad word spoken of him.
Aunt Jean is the last remaining daughter of my paternal Grand Mother.
La Paix de Dieu, soit toujours avec vous.
On Sunday November 9, 2008,
Alana McNair said:
Did I remember to thank you for taking me fishing by the river; for walking me to my music lessons after a long, hard day at work; for making the tiny wooden bow and quiver for the plastic ‘Cupee’ doll that won ‘Special Prize’ - 10 shillings at Gladesville Public School Doll Show, 1961; for the clip over the ear when I needed it; or for your hugs and kisses when I needed to feel safe and secure; for the hugs and kisses you gave me anyway; for writing “I love you dearly†in my favourite birthday book on the 11/08/68; for calling me your “wee girlâ€; for knowing I was always your “wee girlâ€â€™ no matter how big I got; for making me laugh when I didn’t feel like laughing with a corny joke, and, for spreading that love further one stormy day when you turned the living room into a giant sandpit for Kris your grandson when he couldn’t go out to play. Thank you Dad. I Love You. Forever…
On Tuesday November 11, 2008,
Nikki said:
Dear Dad, thanks for always being there for me. Not only were you my dad, but also my best friend. We shared many many years of laughs, hugs and kisses all of which I miss dearly. I still go to give you the daily 8.30am phone call which you religiously waited for each morning. I am so happy that you were able to spend lots of time with your two grandchildren who adored you. I know it was a very special day for you when Zoe was able to put her arms around your neck and tell you she loved you. Her hugs always made you feel so much better than any modern day medicine. I still laugh at the times we went shopping and you would push the shopping trolley backwards because you thought Zoe would like to see where she was going, even if it meant more pain for you. I am also glad you were able to spend time with Jackson and hold him. Just remember, all those bruises he gave you were LOVE bruises. I think his cheekiness has come from you. Thank you for all the hugs and for letting me be ME. It’s been a tough 10 years but I wouldn’t change a single day. I know how much you loved me, and appreciated everything I did for you. I now say goodbye knowing that you now want me to go and live my life and enjoy time with my family. You will always be in my heart forever. Until we meet again one day .I love you always from your No 1 xx
On Wednesday November 12, 2008,
Lynette f Koorey said:
Alec Mc Nair was my neighbour for over 40 years. He was a quiet gentle man with a dry sense of humour. He reminded me of my own father with his dark hair and widows peak. They were both Piceans. His beloved wife Betty departed this life ten years since and he kept her memories alive all these years. He dearly loved his daughters Alana and Nicole. He was very proud of them both for all their achievements in life. Nikky`s babies gave Alec great pleasure watching them grow and develop in the last few years. Mr Macca Nacca, as I called you, you will be sadly missed by all and never forgotten. Lynne Koorey & Family.
On Wednesday November 12, 2008,
Carlo Zumbo said:
From the first day I met you Alex you welcomed me and made me feel as if I had always been your best friend. I am saddened that I did not meet you sooner – but still my life is richer just for meeting you. You not only embraced me as a friend, you welcomed me as part of your family whom you loved dearly and who loved you deeply...who still love you deeply. Alex, you were a very proud Dad, Pop, and great grand-pop,and rightly so, and a most generous man. I will have happy memories of the many times we had a beer or a scotch (usually scotch – always ‘straight’) and a ‘chat’. I shall treasure your little grape vine – she is doing very well by the way! So are the tomatoes...
I shall miss you my friend - 'Io ti ricordo mio amico'.
We shall always love you - ‘Noi ti amiamo per sempre’. Carlo
On Wednesday November 12, 2008,
Sally Lipman said:
Dear Pop,
I know how much you loved the monthly updates I sent about your great grandson's exploits and I'm delighted that you were able to meet him. In years to come I know Kris and I will be able to tell Kael about you and how you always referred to him as the 'cabbage patch kid' or 'baldie' and show him our treasured photo of the 4 generations all together. I will miss your dry wit, your no nonsense approach to life, your sly sense of humour (we were always on the same wavelength) and even your awful jokes. It was a pleasure to have met you and you will always be fondly remembered.
Love Sal
On Wednesday November 12, 2008,
Kris Lipman said:
Dear Pop,
I'll always remember the awesome Sundays at Pop's as a child, to be honest those Sunday visit's were one of the few things I looked forward to as a kid, the cubby house's you'd make for Scott and I,The stormy day beach in the living room as Mum said, the toy's you made me. The wooden rifle for my role as a bushranger in a primary school play, not to say the least of which would be the H.M.S Kris Lipman which still sail's proudly in my living room.
Helping me to learn how to ride my first bmx, These are some of the best memories of my younger days, I'm so glad as your grandson that I could give you a great grandson too meet as Sally has said your little cabbage patch kid Kael, I'll always remember you, I hope you found what you believed in.
Love Kris
On Thursday November 13, 2008,
Philip Wheeler said:
Dear Alex,
it was a pleasure to know you and share our love of military history and scotch! I'm really pleased you were able to come up to the bowling club and watch me bowl and I know how much enjoyment you got out of hearing about my bowling and knowing Nic was bowling also..thanks for all the advice... I'm still waiting for it all to work! Some of it is probably illegal these days- (the product of a canny Scot)!
I remember when I asked you for your blessing to marry Nic and Nic trying to listen from around the corner and what a proud father you were at our wedding. I know you got great enjoyment from Nic and I visiting Scotland and England and visiting many of your old haunts and all the other places you spoke to us about and sending back reports from the various places we went.
You were a very proud Poppy to Zoe and loved her kisses and hugs and were alwasy amazed at how quick she was to pick up things. Zoe loved her Poppy and still refers to "Poppy's Elmo" as opposed to the normal Elmo. Zoe now says Poppy's flying in the stars.
Jackson has the Scottish red hair and we think he has inherited the highlander gene!
I remember you as a gentle, dignified man always immaculately dressed and groomed, with a wit and a mischevious twinkle in the eye. I have a huge respect for the way in which you put your family first and moved from your homeland to a very different country and culture and the way in which you forged a life and a living to support your family. I know you and Nikki were as close as any father and daughter could be and she will miss you terribly but is very proud of you. I am very glad to have spent the time with you that I did and to have very happy memories of that time.
On Thursday November 13, 2008,
Nikki said:
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you and whispered, “come to me.â€
With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.
On Tuesday November 18, 2008,
lsley easton said:
Alex you were a very dear friend. I consider Betty to have been my very best friend ever, and I probably didn't get to know you well until after her passing. I always considered you more as family than just a friend. I will miss our visits together. the chit chat,jokes and drinkies. Not a day goes by that some mundane activity reminds me of happy memories of our friendship. To a wonderful friend, father, grandfather and great grandfather, may you rest peacefully with Betty.
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