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- Our lives changed forever on October 25, 1990. Our father died that day after a battle with cancer. He was the best dad any child ever had. We will never be quite the same.
We would like to remember our father, Michael Joseph Charles Monaghan, born February12th, 1931 in Trail, B.C.
A graduate of Saint Dunstan University in PEI with a Bachelor of Commerce and Saint Francis Xavier University in Nova Scotia with a Bachelor of Education, he served in the Canadian Navy Reserves for eight years as a sub-lieutenant.
He started his career as a public school teacher at Summerside High School. Dad taught business. He was a much admired teacher during those years. He coached basketball at the school. He later joined the government as a civil servant in the income tax dept and climbed his way to the top. Finishing his career as Director of Consumer Corporate Affairs for B.C. and the Yukon.
As a father, he was tough and uncompromising. Dad was a different breed, quiet and unassuming. My brother & sister and I knew that any missteps of ours carried inevitable consequences. But he was more selfless and thoughtful than anyone I have known throughout my life.
Dad was a great believer of lists. The shopping list was a great example. If it was on the list it got bought; if not it would have to wait for next time. He never caught on that my then girlfriend, now wife was adding all her favorite foods to the list until one day she asked for a puppy.
He didn’t know how to cook for just two people, with Dad it was twenty-two or nothing.
He read the Province cover to cover nearly every day with his morning coffee & muffin.
Sunday dinner was roast and potatoes and a board games before bed. That was my dad.
Watching the father we loved slowly deteriorate, was heartbreaking for our family, because no matter how hard we wished for it, he wasn't going to get better. When he died, a part of us died as well. So many times in my life I could have used his advice. When I feel especially sad, I tell myself that I was truly blessed to have had such a loving and gentle father. I can never thank him enough for all of the things he taught me, and for all of the wonderful memories he has given me to treasure.
He would want us to go on with our lives, to be happy and productive, to enjoy watching our children grow into good and decent human beings. Dad never got to see his grandchildren, but we keep Grandpa Chuck’s memory alive for them, as we know he is watching over them.
Rest in peace.
Submitted by Michael Monaghan – Son
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