Grandpa Shea

left to right: Neil’s brother Stafford, their grandpa Shea, Neil himself.

Neil’s grandpa, William Shea, was a slim, rather pleasant-looking man, six feet tall, with a healthy head of grey hair. In many ways he was a typical grandfather. The younger folks saw him as laid-back and considered him to be real nice.

Thought of as being neat and tidy, he was frugal, like most people in those days. He ran a streetcar in Peterborough which was an outstanding job to have when manufacturing jobs were scarce and money was tight.

Like many grandfathers of that generation, Grandpa Shea was a good story-teller. When he told stories he sat down by the river or up by the bridge.

To read Neil’s speech about his grandfather click here.


Notes taken by Catharine from a visit with Bill Moore (Neil’s cousin and also a grandson of William Shea) and his wife Karen.

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    laurie Says:

    In the early 1990’s, I told Neil, “I want to write”. He responded with a one-liner that has stayed with me all these years. “You have to have something you want to say.” His tone was deep, resonant, full of meaning I could not grasp. I was young. I didn’t get it. Now, years later, I ask myself: what is it that I want to say, i.e., communicate to others through the medium of the written word? What is the core, the center, the mantra of meaning I want to convey?

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