My condolences to the Hoo family.
Anyone growing up in the 60's that lived near 308 Grey Street knew the Hoo family.
From the huge poplar trees that grew out front of the house, to the large vegetable garden in the back and the dew worm business at the side garage, it was the Hoo homestead. Even with their large family kids from the neighbor hood came to congregate at 308 Grey.
Mr. and Mrs. Hoo were always busy tending to their family, especially in the fall, preserving things from the garden for the fruit cellar in the basement. (especially making tomato juice in bottles , if we were lucky a few landed our way to gulp down)
What I most recall about Mr. Hoo was after working at his job all day, certain nights of the week he would dress in army fatigues and go train with the army reserves and I believe in the summer he would be away for a few days/weeks doing the same. (I thought he was at least a major or maybe a general.) I always thought that was special for doing that. I recall his no nonsense approach to things and what he said was fact. But there wasn't a kid in the area that wasn't welcomed at 308 Grey.
Those days are long gone, but Mr. and Mrs. Hoo have left a wonderful family legacy.