STACK, Leslie Gordon

Fondest memories of Uncle Bob (Leslie) our dad Bryan’s eldest brother.
Always bright and full of life whenever I met him. Will always remember his great and very firm handshake as a kid ,that is forever etched in my memory of him.
He was always interested in what I was doing when I moved to Queensland nearly thirty years ago as we had several conversations when he built a prototype standing frame for me to use with my disabled children I treat, it’s still in my office today.
His enthusiasm in the applied engineering field was helpful in keeping me motivated in my early struggles of my business.

His gift of a superbly crafted child jeep he made for our Alexandra is still with us now. And even though Alex and our son Daniel never met him they know all about him whenever the jeep gets wheeled around.

With all our deepest and sincere condolences to our cousins Louise and Marie and their families at this difficult time….Leslie/ Uncle Bob will be fondly remembered.

Rod and Lisa Scherger and family.

When we moved to Australia from Canada in 1973, I ended up working with Les, in Ford Motor Company’s Supplier Quality Assurance Department. Les had a great work ethic, outstanding technical capabilities, a ready smile, and helped me to settle into a new job and country. Our friendship was solidified when Les and Peg were among the very first to welcome Mary Jane and me into their home for a visit and a meal.

After returning to Canada in 1977, we continued to stay in touch by phone, snail mail, and later via email. The Stacks were on our itinerary on each of the four times we returned to Australia, and always welcomed us as if we’d never been away.

As a side note, during one of our visits, I clearly remember Les showing us the child-sized Jeep which Rodney Scherger mentions in his tribute. It was brilliant.

Our last visit came shortly after Peg’s untimely death, but there was consolation in that we became reacquainted with Louise and met her husband, Ian. We were happy to know that he had such loving and supportive family to fall back on.

Les and Peg were wonderful, unique people whom we will always remember warmly. Frank Sinatra’s song, “My Way”, could have been written for them.

Jim & Mary Jane Kearns
Northville, Michigan, USA

Uncle Les was such a clever person. My dad, (Tom), and uncle Les had so much to talk about when it came to engineering. They were great pals. I have very fond, happy memories of frequently visiting Aunty Peg and Uncle Les, Marie, Louise and Tony, when we were children. We had so much fun. Uncle Les was a big part of our childhood. My husband, Brendan, was lucky enough to meet Uncle Les and he got to know him a little bit. He admired him greatly. My love to my cousins, Marie and Louise and their families.

Dad, now that the dust has settled I can write this message to you.

I am so glad you waited to see us before your final goodbye. I thank you with all my heart. It was such a privilege and honour to be by your side.

Thank you for working hard to make sure Tony, Marie and I, were prepared to go out in the world with independence and courage. Thank you for instilling in us the belief we should follow our own roads and to be strong.

Farewell my dear Father, soar the skies and look over us. We love and miss you very much.

Dad, I wrote this poem for you, it came to me one morning after you passed and I hope you like it.

Love your daughter,
Louise.

A man whose heart belonged to the Mallee

A man who loved the Mallee
The gentle breeze on a cool summer night
The rolling tumbleweeds across the red sand
Walking through the Mallee bush
And working the land with dust whirling
Hazy mirages across the desert
The Werrimull pepper trees down the lane
The eagles soaring in the sky
Looking towards the red and golden sunsets
The man left this earth with a heart belonging to the Mallee.