All day today my mind has been full of wonderful Tavy memories from his stories, like when Hayley and I had our archeological dig at the edge of the woods and all the great stuff he told us about the treasures we found, to just sitting around at the table after dinner or a potluck or in the living room both at mom and dad’s house and the Wentletrap house listening to the amazing events of his life. I have such great memories of exploring the woods and walks to the point with Tavy and the dogs, where he convinced me to eat dog treats! (I’m pretty sure they were actually cookies or crackers but am not 100% sure they could have really been dog treats!) And not to mention the rock polisher and beautiful shiny gems that came out of it! I am, to this day, an obsessed rock hound and I know this came from Tavy’s influence.

Mostly when I think of Tavy I feel a loving joyful kind and generous presence who has always been a stable part of my life and who I will miss with my entire heart.

I am so so glad that little Amelia got to meet him last summer. Seeing how she instantly took to him (she is a great judge of character!) and reached her little hands out to him is a memory I will always cherish.

I love you all very much and am sending you hugs from all of us in Australia. Tavy is such an amazing man and I am so lucky to have had him in my life and he is missed terribly already.