Thinking of you All, at this time, and the fun, laughs at the hospital Store.

Condolenses to the family, growing up across the road from the hospital store with the Porteous were great times. RIP Athol

Codolences to Athol's family.I grew up in Grant VC street just round the corner from where the Porteous's lived in Waihi Road. We had some great times as kids in King Edward park growinhg up.

Pop taught me so much, how to grow things, how to build things, and above all, how to be a stand-up person. Some of those lessons came gently. Others came with a bit of tough love. Looking back, I'm grateful for all of it, because it made me who I am. He was the kind of person who could hand you a shovel and a lesson at the same time. He taught me precision and pride in a job done right, measuring twice (unless he said once was enough) and cutting once, and never settling for "good enough" when "well done" was within reach. Pop wasn't just all lessons, he had stories to tell. Some wiser than others. I still laugh thinking about the time he told me about him and his friends shot pin tipped arrows at each other and telling me the trick to not get hit was to not run in a straight line. Questionable, but a good point. He was an amazing family member, and someone I looked up to. If I could ask for one more thing, it would be more time. That being one more afternoon in the garden, one more project in the workshop, one more story I probably shouldn't repeat. Pop, I hope you're up there having the time of your life, finally reunited with Grandma. We miss her dearly, and now we miss you too. Until we meet again, Pop. Thank you for everything.