We appreciated the good company that Ross has been to Dad these last 3 years.. The last time we saw Ross was when we stopped by on our way going on family holiday. We were one bike short for family bike rides so he said “you can have mine” and loaded us up with his helmet and bike rack also. Thanks Ross. We’ll think of you when we go riding

It was half a hundred years ago that I spent a couple of weeks with Ross at kapuna where our family lived. Kapuna is a remote hospital in swamps of the Purari delta in PNG. It was a fun time we visited the old saw mill with its steam engines that once drove the giant saw blades. We disturbed hundreds of flying foxes that were sleeping in the tropical forest. We ate wild bush fruit. We used an old board to water ski behind the motor canoe ignoring thoughts of any crocodiles in the murky waters. It was a fun time Our paths have not crossed again but i hope to meet you again in the adventure world that this world is but a shadow of.

God speed Ross, I will treasure the memories I have of us growing up together in our teens and as adults (sometimes debatable) Distance never seemed a barrier. The 3 Fred's can be no more. Love to your family. Nev and Glenys

Ross was my first experience of having a brother in law. He was the same age as my youngest brother Colin. It was evident from when l first met Bryan that he and Ross were close. When Bryan showed me a photo of his family, Ross’s was the photo he showed me. Ross came to PNG to attend our wedding, and he visited PNG at least once more when we lived in Mt Hagen. He even moved to Australia to be closer to us for a while working in a bank in Perth. One of the memories that stands out for me is of Ross’s generosity. We were walking together on one of his visits to PNG along a road in Wewak. It was hot and l was carrying Melita who at that time was about 6 months old and quite heavy. I was carrying her in my arms as it never occurred to me that there was any other way to carry a baby. As we were walking Ross disappeared into one of the local Chinese stores and reappeared with a sturdy red and white, aluminum, fold up baby push chair. I was shocked at his extravagance (in those days these things were not cheap) and at the same time awed by his generosity and thoughtfulness.. That push chair travelled the world with us, served all our children and was one of the most useful gifts l ever received. Ross, you were a good uncle to our children, a kind brother in law and thoughtful friend. to me. Thank you.

Hey Ross, Will surely miss our chats after your runs and your 'Oh Yeah' It's been terrific working with you at LAS- Mel

Uncle Ross was always a familiar face to us growing up. His pictures filled our photo albums and were often accompanied by crayfish, marlin, snapper, boats and stories of adventures in Whitianga. I had the pleasure of making my own memories with Uncle Ross when I visited him in Vancouver and he took us out to tree island to gather sand oysters. Along the way he told stories of salmon runs, shrimp fishing, eagles and more. With each story his face would light up. We put the oysters on the BBQ later and got more stories of adventures and misadventures, near misses and long winters. I kept in touch with Uncle Ross and enjoyed seeing him more regularly when he moved back to New Zealand. His stories then were about Kylea. He would update us on our Canadian cousin’s life and adventures and his face would light up. He was always a proud father and a proud fisherman. I will miss him. May he rest in peace.

My brother Ross was born 10 yrs after me. I can recall the day here was born . My father took us into Rotorua Hoospital to see him and mum. I was also there the day he slipped away.. Those 67 yrs in-between are happy memories of helping to raise my young brother, our common love of the ocean (boats, fishing, diving,) Buillding our mother's house together at Tauranga Bay, Northland.. His visit to stay with me in PNG, My visits to him in Canada, attending his wedding, see his love for his only child, Kyle. Then his returning home 5 yrs ago, working together again and for the last 3 yrs living in the family home at Papamoa. Memories are interesting things, some fade ans other remain etched into your life. I will particularly remember the last 3 yrs of our time together and at the end of it to the day, the wheel turned full circle and Ross called it a day.

Our time together as friends, husband, and wife was a journey of love, adventure, and achievement. We were also a great match on the tennis court. I remember the adrenaline playing during the heat of the day in Mexico. We crossed the street and snorkelling for hours along the coral reef. Bringing our precious daughter into the world was a wonderful blessing. Kylea added love, fullfillment, and devotion into our lives. I admired how Ross excelled within his career going from carpenter to project manager and estimator. It all revealed his intelligence and dedication. I am grateful to have had the chance to share these times together, the memories will always be close to my heart. Michelle Archer - Naniamo, British Columbia.