The Family

A New Birthday Tradition Monday January 11, 2021

So yesterday would have been my dad’s 80th birthday. To celebrate his life, we decided to start a bit of a new tradition by ordering in Indian (in non-COVID years we plan on actually going to a restaurant and obviously not just ordering in).

See when I was a kid, whenever my dad would return home from a long job overseas or an extended stint up north, his first request, after catching up on sleep, would be for a ‘proper curry’. And like clockwork, we would put on our best dinner outfits and head down to the Radjoot on 4th street. Didn’t matter if it was December 30th or July 15th, this was my dad’s one request when he came back from the rigs. And let me tell you, Gerry was a grumpy sod until he had his ‘post-job curry’.

But at the time, the late eighties, Indian food was fairly rare in Calgary (and especially the southwest quadrant) and westernized Chinese food was all the rage with my friends. As you can guess, for an 8-12-year-old my dad’s obsession with Indian and refusal to order “Chinese food” like every other family in the city was infuriating. At the time when every other kid in Calgary was going out to eat Ginger Beef and Beef and Broccolli or Greek-style Pizza, dad was dragging us down the street and teaching me about the difference between madras and vindaloo, how to temper the heat of a curry with milk or bread (never water), how to snap apart a papadum, and of course how to properly spoon out the fennel candy after dinner. Don’t get me wrong, I now absolutely adore a solid curry and those dinners were fond memories, but as a petty pre-teen, jealousy was a strong emotion at that age and doing what everyone else’s family did was far more important than making dad happy.

Fast forward a few decades and hindsight being 20/20, I now fully realize why he craved a ‘proper curry’ upon his return. I understood how much it reminded him of his childhood and how much that meal was his comfort food. And while I won’t be able to share another curry with Dad again, I am looking forward to passing on some of his traditions and stories.

Happy Birthday, Dad. Miss you.

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Gerald Turner's Passing Sunday May 31, 2020

It is with a heavy heart that I share the news that my father Gerald Turner, passed away this morning at the Chinook Care Centre Hospice in Calgary. Due to COVID and the recent birth of my daughter, I was unable to attend, but he passed peacefully and painlessly after an extended battle with cancer with Bennie by his side.

Gerry lived a full life very few people will ever experience – from growing up in mountains of Mussoorie, India to his years in Ealing and growing up in the art world of London to travelling the world working on rigs across the Middle East, Canada, and South America. His stories were always engrossing and somewhat unimaginable, yet he experienced life with a kind heart, a dry wit, very few words, and an infectious chuckle.

Over thousands of cups of coffee and tea, I was lucky enough to get to know him better than most ever will. He was someone I idolized and admired, I one day hope I can match the love and admiration he had for family and friends. But given the emotions of the past week, it would be a disservice and fool-hearted to his memory to fully try and convey what the big guy meant to me at this time, so I will save those for another day.

Love you and miss you always dad,

Your ‘chubbo’

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Theodora Turner Wednesday May 27, 2020

Caitlin and I are happy to share the news that on Wednesday morning, the one and only Theodora Margaret Dian Turner of New Westminster arrived into this glorious and crazy world. We’re all happy, healthy and fucking tired. #babyturner

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Happy Christmas To You And Yours - 2015 Thursday December 24, 2015

Well kids, another year is in the books and another Christmas season is around the corner. I should probably write something profound, but I’ll save that for another time. This year Christmas came a couple of days early to my little family. After two years of living apart, my wife and I have completed our massive move to Calgary (well sort of) and with that we’re having an extra special and rewarding Christmas together. And while I could continue on with a mushy and rambling post about the past year, I’d rather spend that time hanging out with the family and enjoying some Christmas merriment.

So to continue on with the tradition from past years, we have the greatest Irish festive carol by the legendary Pogues to kick off the Christmas season.

I also want to wish you and your family a very, very Happy Christmas and all the best in 2016. May your Quality street chocolates be as tasty as ever.

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Sad Vader is Sad Saturday February 14, 2015

Sometimes life imitates art.

Mulroney doing his best Sad Vader. #puppylife

A photo posted by Connor Turner (@ctoverdrive) on


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