
Like Terry Fox had hope, my friend Vanessa Davis had gratitude until the very end
My friend, Vanessa Davis, died on April 27. The day before her celebration of life, I was in St. John’s, Newfoundland. I’d planned to write her eulogy on the flight home to Winnipeg. I went for a walk that morning; it was bitterly cold. I saw an arrow pointing me toward the Terry Fox monument, and so I followed the...