To My Father

This Father’s Day, we honour the men who instilled strength, kindness and quiet courage; shaping futures not just with words, but with steady hands and steadfast hearts.

At the top of our Memorial Garden near Little Springs, a quiet bridge is nestled in nature’s embrace. It can serve as a reminder of the unseen acts carried out by fathers, grandfathers and father figures; not always with words, but with hands that worked, building not for oneself, but for those yet to come.

Whether your memories are recent or from long ago, we welcome you to our grounds to celebrate those that are still with us and remember those who have crossed over.

Happy Father’s Day

Good Father o’ the Dusk, my love for thee

Is boundless as the soul’s eternal sea;

Thou wrought for me when I was weak and young,

And guarded me from life’s tempestuous wrong.

Thou art the lamp that safely pilots me

Beyond the crags and shoals of life’s rough sea;

I cannot falter when thou bidst me go

Where moonlit waters to the ocean flow.

Let others boast of gold and mansions grand,

No father lives throughout this Western land

So good, so true, so brave of heart as thee,

My mariner across the starlit sea.