Gord Downie
1964 – 2017
“First thing we’d climb a tree and maybe then we’d talk,
Or sit silently and listen to our thoughts
With illusions of someday casting a golden light
No dress rehearsal, this is our life”
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Overwhelmingly sad that the world has lost a man who used his creative powers and status to try to make Canada a better place for all of its citizens. A poet who led with his heart. RIP Gord.