The Jive Bunny's Father

I was born on April 9th, on a Wednesday, weighed almost 13 pounds and wore a size 2 dress. My Father was so excited that a boy was born after having 4 daughters. But, the nurse was wrong, I was a bouncing baby girl.
My Mother brought me home early as it was Easter, and she had to be with her large family of 5 girls now.
 My father, as I remember worked in the fur business, he had taken over his uncle's Nipissing Raw Fur business in North Bay, Ontario, after he and my mother and my two oldest sisters, Judith and Patsy, came back from the second world war in 1945 from British Columbia where he had been a flight instructor teaching the RAF and the RCAF; he was my Captain of the Clouds.. The house on Ferguson Street was our home from 1946 when his Uncle Cohen and Aunt Betsy passed away.
My Father, Joseph Abe Joseph, had been a war Hero in the RCAF awarded with the Flying Cross, and he was offered a position as a flight instructor in Lima Peru after the war. He excelled at everything he did in his long life, and lived long enough to write his memories in 3 journals from 2005-2010, until he passed away in his 100th year, 24 days after his 99th birthday on February 24th, 2010. He died on March 20th, the Spring Solstice, in my opinion he could have lived even longer, as he never did really grow old. The end of a long miraculous life and I will have those journals published someday soon, I hope. My Father was my light and my inspiration in everything I do.
The Jive Bunny would never have been without my Father and Mother.
The best is yet to come.