Dear Nina, Bill, Brian, and all the family, I am so deeply sorry for your loss. On behalf of the whole Blackburn family, please accept our heartfelt condolences.
I learned of Cliff's passing from my brother, Ron, who phoned to let me know. Ron was "Uncle" Cliff's godson
After the War, our families shared good times together, and my first recollection of "Uncle Cliff" was in a parade after the war, when my Dad (George Blackburn) introduced my mother and me to him; he was sitting in a wagon, behind a mule, with the reins in his hands -- happy, friendly, and outgoing -- he always had a huge smile for us all.
In the summer, he would travel down the Rideau River in his beautiful motorboat, from his cottage on the Rideau River to our cottage, and pick us up to take us out for a nice ride in his boat -- to the total delight of us kids (myself and my brothers, Mark and Ron!)
In the Beatles era, my brother, Mark, and Cliff's son, Brian, both played rhythm guitar, and sang, in a band called, "The Suspects".
Many is the time Cliff would come to our home and Dad and he would share the most incredible war-time stories. They kept my mother, my brothers, and me spell-bound.
Later, both men would write of their war time memories (Dad with his "The Guns of Normandy", "The Guns of Victory" and "Where the Hell are the Guns?" and Cliff, with his incredibly long list of productions, while he was directing the operations of the War Amps.
The Blackburn family felt very close to the Chaddertons, and those of us Blackburns who still remain alive will always treasure our memories of this wonderful man, Cliff Chadderton, who dedicated his life for the benefit of so many.
He has touched the lives of literally thousands of Canadians.
We will forever hold his memory dear.
To all the Chadderton family, please accept our deepest sympathy, and know that we stand beside you all in spirit, and feel the sad loss of this incredible man very deeply, indeed.