My Father, Part Six

In this penultimate instalment, Walker recalls his father's gambling problem and recalls a wedding mishap that became a family legend.

By George F. Walker,

I don’t know if my father had a gambling problem. I think that probably depended on how much he won or lost in any given week. But I know for sure that he played the horses and that he had a bookie because he took me along to the bookie’s “office” once.

It was in a four-storey building somewhere around River and Queen. We drove down a…