I was sorry to hear of the death of Squirt Gillespie. My brothers, sisters and I, spent many hours listening to stories my father, Ken Robb, would tell us about the Gillespie twins, and the naughty shenanigans they would get up during their high school days in Orangeville. During our frequent trips to Orangeville, from Port Credit, to visit relatives, often my dad would take the opportunity, while he had us incarcerated in the car, to tell us stories about growing up in Orangeville. The Gillespie twins, and Squirt who he considered his best friend, were always the stars of the tale. Please accept my and my father's deepest sympathy for your lose. Pamela Robb