For 25 years, Joan, Liz and I would go on an annual girl's holiday.
One year we went to Liz's sister's cottage in Quebec. While we were there we went white water rafting on the Ottawa River. While rafting, Joan was very disappointed that we were not capsized. But the moment did come and after we were hauled back into the raft, Joan was then wishing that it wouldn't happen again. Later that night back at the cottage we received a phone call from Doug. Joan quickly grabbed the phone and went to the bedroom and hid under the covers so we didn't know it was Doug calling. This was a beginning of Doug calling every night while on holidays for the next 25 years. The phone would ring in the evening and we would chant- " Joanie it's Dougie calling." Then we would make kissing sounds.
This is just one of the many memories I have of Joan in the past 39 years. We have travelled, celebrated, cottaged, eaten, drank and laughed together. You will always be in my memories!
Love Dianne