As a friend of Helen and Frank’s I spent a lot of time at the McKinlay’s. I have fun memories of ballroom dancing in the living room with Alex where he was always gracious to say I was graceful. He had many jokes and funny observations about things that Helen and I would get into. My sympathies to the family on their loss.
I was about 4 or 5 years old. I was sitting on the floor at fordyce st. Playing with a biro pen and pretending it was a plane. Uncle Alec was watching me. Then he went out the house. He returned 15 mins later with 2 die cast model aeroplanes. One for me and one for Gary. Mine was an Air France jet. Gary’s was a propeller driven “ boac”. This happened 57 years ago. I’ve never forgotten. There is much more I could write about my childhood memories of my uncle Alec - but that wee story sums him up.
This was us in 1986 when Uncle Alex and Aunt Cathie spoiled us rotten. Lovely memories. We sang and we laughed a lot and one or two drinks were taken to be sociable. As well as looking after us for three weeks Uncle Alex took us to Niagara Falls for a few days and we had a ball.
I remember the day my wee brother was born holding him on my knee in Kelvin Street, Largs and have loved him dearly ever since that day. So happy to think that he's now with his big brother Jack and his mum and dad. The ones we love are never gone because they're always in our hearts. Love Jean