Thursday, October 23, 2025
There is something special, almost sacred, in reading the account of a life devoted to God, who touched many others in unique ways. Being a Lakehead girl, I recall days of ministry in Fort William and Port Arthur when my Dad, Gron Morgan, was among the warriors whose life was cut far too short. The Morgan, Sellick and Greaves families were intertwined with First Baptist Churches there. I recall the good days of The Canadian Baptist, and broadcasts that today would seem obscure, yet so relevant in our time. There were many young people who appeared at our home in Barrie, and I am sure the Jones' boys were among them. What a legacy we have to follow! Please accept my sympathy. The price of love is grief that never goes away. We know in whom we have believed and are persuaded that He is able to keep us until that day when we meet Him face to face. Bill was God's man.
Mair Greaves, Whitby Ontario
