Jul 18, 1918 - Jan 13, 2013
Born in the dot on the map known as Benton Station, Alberta, Howard was soon packed with his family into a Model T, westward bound for Vancouver. Growing up in the wilds of Kerrisdale and Point Grey, building tree top forts or swinging Tarzan style through the forest, Howard delighted in being a scallywag. After successfully blowing up the front steps of the family home with his chemistry set Howard set his goal to become a chemist. Then wham! Howard fell head over heels for his sweet sixteen, blue eyed Mary. Five years later, 1944, Howard, now a graduate of UBC, walked Mary down the aisle. They found a Hollyburn lot to build their honeymoon house on, soon to be chock a block full with three little girls, Merrily, Tralee and Shelley. A bigger home for the family was found in Dundarave where they had a lot of fun turning it into their piece of paradise. Too soon their three little girls grew up. Howard and Mary fell under the spell of the gypsy life. They sold their home and traveled the highways and byways of North America in their Airstream trailer. Later, settled back in West Van they continued their passion for gardening, homemaking and being together. Inseparable for 63 years Mary passed away in 2007. Howard, born for adventure, now found a new delight in travelling the globe with his daughters and son in law. When at home he had great fun with his new comrades at the West Vancouver Senior Center, where he became renowned for his limericks. Here's one for a top notch man, who we were so blessed to have as our Dad.
There was a fine gent from West Van
Whose name was John Howie Mann
His limericks he would recite
To everyone in sight
And now St Peter is his number # 1 fan.
Dad's wonderful life was celebrated at a family dinner, as it will be at many more to come.