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As a boy, Dale Schofield had a fascination for all things mechanical, and while other boys might have been taking apart the family toaster to see how it worked, Dale decided to tackle his father's sedan. Luckily for young Dale, he was able to reassemble the car, just one of many such mechanical experiments his keen mind devised. There was the speedboat he built at age 15, a fan made from a 15-cent motor and a shoe polisher made from washing machine parts.
Dale's brain was rarely idle.
Born in Kitchener, one of two children, Dale's mother had been a teacher and his battery father practised law though their offspring had little interest in academics, quitting school at 17 to start his own business. A year earlier, Dale had start dabbling in re-refining used oil and was so certain the idea had merit he left school and started Dominion Oil Refining Co. with a single drum of used oil. Daughter Jackalyn Schofield said "Dad had a vision.
" The whip smart and highly entrepreneurial Dale slowly and methodically built the business and in 1979 Imperial Oil signed a contract with his company to provide eight million gallons of the used oil. Over the years he had worked his way up, through company mergers, name changes and finally a sale to Safety-Kleen Corp. By 1998, Dale was able to retire though he continued on as a consultant for five years.
Wife, Roberta Schofield said her husband was a man of big ideas and though he never finished high school, he possessed "a tremendous vocabulary." Roberta met Dale when both happened to attend a teen event in Hespeler, a dance neither had gone to before. Roberta was there with several other girls though their numbers were uneven so one had to sit it out during dances.
It was during Roberta's sit out that Dale approached and asked for a dance. "I only gave him my first name," she said. "I wasn't interested. The next night, I got a phone call. He found me." She invited him over, if only to appease her mother who happened to be watching television and didn't want her teenage daughter yakking on the phone.
"He came over and a couple of weeks later, we went out," she said. The couple married in 1955 and moved to Toronto after Dale sold his first business. He worked in insurance for a few months where he picked up sales and business skills, then they moved to Windsor where he took a job with a refinery but after a couple of years, decided to return to Waterloo Region and make a go of his own business.
Returning home Dale found a partner and started the serious business of building an oil re-refinery company while raising a family. The couple had four children: David, Deana, Jackalyn and Karen, with several years between the first two and last two. "He used to joke, he had two families by his first wife," said Jackalyn.
Daughter Karen died of a brain aneurysm in 2004. As a dad Dale was always available. Even if he was busy with work, it was never too important not to take battery a call from one of his kids and he made every birthday a special event. His kids particularly remember their summers at the family cottage on Lake Huron and how, in typical Dale style, he would make a rather grand gesture announcing his arrival on the weekends.
"He'd fly in," said Jackalyn recalling how her dad, a licensed pilot, would "buzz the cottage" in his Cessna, meaning he'd fly in low to alert the family of his arrival. Roberta would then drive to the Wiarton airport to fetch the man their kids called "a ham-ster" with the emphasis on ham. Daughter Deana Gloor remembered her dad as bigger than life, the kind of man who "would fill a room" when he entered, capturing everyone's attention with his loud, booming voice and good nature.
In his serious moments, Dale was a stalwart businessman and a mentor to many young entrepreneurs, providing them loans when needed though a loan would also come with the prerequisite lecture on the value of money, said the daughters. Dale was a generous man and stepped in to purchase the land where the Cambridge Butterfly Conservatory now sits when it was in danger of never coming to fruition battery because the nascent group couldn't pay the mortgage on the property. Doug Wilson, long-time friend and retired president and CEO of the conservatory remember in a eulogy meeting Dale for the first time.
"I knew immediately I was in the presence of someone who was bigger than life itself." When they exchanged business cards, Doug was intrigued by the letters following Dale's name, GTNF. "I mustered up the courage to ask what GTNF stood for.
" Dale loved to be asked this question because apparently it stood for Grade Ten No French . "I learned more about business from Dale Schofield in the first two months after I met him than I had learned in the previous 30 years of being in business," said Doug. "It felt safe knowing Dale Schofield had my back.
" He talked about the money and time both Dale and Roberta pored into the conservatory, all in the name of educating children. There were endless meetings in all sorts of inclement weather, dealing with all sorts of people. "Dale didn't suffer fools lightly but he was kind to them," said Doug.
"He didn't like complainers, he liked do-ers. He was tough but battery he was fair … a man of huge integrity and tremendous presence." As sensible as he was in terms of business, Dale also had a wild side.
"He always had a thing for speed and for fun," said daughter-in-law, Christina Schofield. vhill@therecord.com Commenting is closed. As a boy, Dale Schofield had a fascination for all things mechanical, and while other boys might have been taking apart the family toaster to see how it worked, Dale decided to tackle his father's sedan. Luckily for young Dale, he was able to reassemble the car, just one of many such mechanical experiments his keen mind devised.
There was the speedboat he built at age 15, a fan made from a 15-cent motor and a shoe polisher made from washing machine parts. Dale's brain was rarely idle. Born in Kitchener, one of two children, Dale's mother had been a teacher and his father practised law though their offspring had little interest in academics, quitting school at 17 to start his own business. A year earlier, Dale had start dabbling in re-refining used oil and was so certain the idea had battery merit he left school and started Dominion Oil Refining Co.
with a single drum of used oil.
Daughter Jackalyn Schofield said "Dad had a vision." The whip smart and highly entrepreneurial Dale slowly and methodically built the business and in 1979 Imperial Oil signed a contract with his company to provide eight million gallons of the used oil. Over the years he had worked his way up, through company mergers, name changes and finally a sale to Safety-Kleen Corp.
By 1998, Dale was able to retire though he continued on as a consultant for five years. Wife, Roberta Schofield said her husband was a man of big ideas and though he never finished high school, he possessed "a tremendous vocabulary." Roberta met Dale when both happened to attend a teen event in Hespeler, a dance neither had gone to before.
Roberta was there with several other girls though their numbers were uneven so one had to sit it out during dances. It was during Roberta's sit out that Dale approached and asked for a dance. "I only gave him my first name," she said.
"I wasn't interested.
The next night, I got a phone call.
He found me.
" She invited him over, if only to appease her mother who happened to be watching television and didn't want her teenage daughter yakking on the phone. "He came over and a couple of weeks later, we went out," she said. The couple married in 1955 and moved to Toronto after Dale sold his first business.
He worked in insurance for a few months where he picked up sales and business skills, then they moved to Windsor where he took a job with a refinery but after a couple of years, decided to return to Waterloo Region and make a go of his own business. Returning home Dale found a partner and started the serious business of building an oil re-refinery company while raising a family. The couple had four children: David, Deana, Jackalyn and Karen, with several years between the first two and last two.
"He used to joke, he had two families by his first wife," said Jackalyn. Daughter Karen died of a brain aneurysm in 2004. As a dad Dale was always available. Even if he was busy with work, it was never too important not to take a call from one of his kids and he made every birthday a special event.
His kids particularly remember their summers at the family cottage on Lake Huron and how, in typical Dale style, he would make a rather grand gesture announcing his arrival on the weekends. "He'd fly in," said Jackalyn recalling how her dad, a licensed pilot, would "buzz the cottage" in his Cessna, meaning he'd fly in low to alert the family of his arrival. Roberta would then drive to the Wiarton airport to fetch the man their kids called "a ham-ster" with the emphasis on ham.
Daughter Deana Gloor remembered her dad as bigger than life, the kind of man who "would fill a room" when he entered, capturing everyone's attention with his loud, booming voice and good nature. In his serious moments, Dale was a stalwart businessman and a mentor to many young entrepreneurs, providing them loans when needed though a loan would also come with the prerequisite lecture on the value of money, said the daughters. Dale was a generous man and stepped in to purchase the land where the Cambridge Butterfly Conservatory now sits when it was in danger of never coming to fruition because the nascent group couldn't pay the mortgage on the property.
Doug Wilson, long-time friend and retired president and CEO of the conservatory remember in a eulogy meeting Dale for the first time. "I knew immediately I was in the presence of someone who was bigger than life itself." When they exchanged business cards, Doug was intrigued by the letters following Dale's name, GTNF.
"I mustered up the courage to ask what GTNF stood for." Dale loved to be asked this question because apparently it stood for Grade Ten No French . "I learned more about business from Dale Schofield in the first two months after I met him than I had learned in the previous 30 years of being in business," said Doug.
"It felt safe knowing Dale Schofield had my back." He talked about the money and time both Dale and Roberta pored into the conservatory, all in the name of educating children. There were endless meetings in all sorts of inclement weather, dealing with all sorts of people.
"Dale didn't suffer fools lightly but he was kind to them," said Doug. "He didn't like complainers, he liked do-ers. He was tough but he was fair … a man of huge integrity and tremendous presence.
" As sensible as he was in terms of business, Dale also had a wild side. "He always had a thing for speed and for fun," said daughter-in-law, Christina Schofield. vhill@therecord.com Commenting is closed. As a boy, Dale Schofield had a fascination for all things mechanical, and while other boys might have been taking apart the family toaster to see how it worked, Dale decided to tackle his father's sedan.
Luckily for young Dale, he was able to reassemble the car, just one of many such mechanical experiments his keen mind devised. There was the speedboat he built at age 15, a fan made from a 15-cent motor and a shoe polisher made from washing machine parts. Dale's brain was rarely idle. Born in Kitchener, one of two children, Dale's mother had been a teacher and his father practised law though their offspring had little interest in academics, quitting school at 17 to start his own business.
A year earlier, Dale had start dabbling in re-refining used oil and was so certain the idea had merit he left school and started Dominion Oil Refining Co. with a single drum of used oil. Daughter Jackalyn Schofield said "Dad had a vision." The whip smart and highly entrepreneurial Dale slowly and methodically built the business and in 1979 Imperial Oil signed a contract with his company to provide eight million gallons of the used oil.
Over the years he had worked his way up, through company mergers, name changes and finally a sale to Safety-Kleen Corp. By 1998, Dale was able to retire though he continued on as a consultant for five years. Wife, Roberta Schofield said her husband was a man of big ideas and though he never finished high school, he possessed "a tremendous vocabulary.
" Roberta met Dale when both happened to attend a teen event in Hespeler, a dance neither had gone to before. Roberta was there with several other girls though their numbers were uneven so one had to sit it out during dances. It was during Roberta's sit out that Dale approached and asked for a dance.
"I only gave him my first name," she said. "I wasn't interested. The next night, I got a phone call. He found me." She invited him over, if only to appease her mother who happened to be watching television and didn't want her teenage daughter yakking on the phone. "He came over and a couple of weeks later, we went out," she said.
The couple married in 1955 and moved to Toronto after Dale sold his first business. He worked in insurance for a few months where he picked up sales and business skills, then they moved to Windsor where he took a job with a refinery but after a couple of years, decided to return to Waterloo Region and make a go of his own business. Returning home Dale found a partner and started the serious business of building an oil re-refinery company while raising a family.
The couple had four children: David, Deana, Jackalyn and Karen, with several years between the first two and last two. "He used to joke, he had two families by his first wife," said Jackalyn. Daughter Karen died of a brain aneurysm in 2004.
As a dad Dale was always available.
Even if he was busy with work, it was never too important not to take a call from one of his kids and he made every birthday a special event. His kids particularly remember their summers at the family cottage on Lake Huron and how, in typical Dale style, he would make a rather grand gesture announcing his arrival on the weekends. "He'd fly in," said Jackalyn recalling how her dad, a licensed pilot, would "buzz the cottage" in his Cessna, meaning he'd fly in low to alert the family of his arrival.
Roberta would then drive to the Wiarton airport to fetch the man their kids called "a ham-ster" with the emphasis on ham. Daughter Deana Gloor remembered her dad as bigger than life, the kind of man who "would fill a room" when he entered, capturing everyone's attention with his loud, booming voice and good nature. In his serious moments, Dale was a stalwart businessman and a mentor to many young entrepreneurs, providing them loans when needed though a loan would also come with the prerequisite lecture on the value of money, said the daughters.
Dale was a generous man and stepped in to purchase the land where the Cambridge Butterfly Conservatory now sits when it was in danger of never coming to fruition because the nascent group couldn't pay the mortgage on the property. Doug Wilson, long-time friend and retired president and CEO of the conservatory remember in a eulogy meeting Dale for the first time. "I knew immediately I was in the presence of someone who was bigger than life itself.
" When they exchanged business cards, Doug was intrigued by the letters following Dale's name, GTNF. "I mustered up the courage to ask what GTNF stood for." Dale loved to be asked this question because apparently it stood for Grade Ten No French .
"I learned more about business from Dale Schofield in the first two months after I met him than I had learned in the previous 30 years of being in business," said Doug. "It felt safe knowing Dale Schofield had my back." He talked about the money and time both Dale and Roberta pored into the conservatory, all in the name of educating children.
There were endless meetings in all sorts of inclement weather, dealing with all sorts of people. "Dale didn't suffer fools lightly but he was kind to them," said Doug. "He didn't like complainers, he liked do-ers.
He was tough but he was fair … a man of huge integrity and tremendous presence." As sensible as he was in terms of business, Dale also had a wild side. "He always had a thing for speed
Dale's brain was rarely idle.
Born in Kitchener, one of two children, Dale's mother had been a teacher and his battery father practised law though their offspring had little interest in academics, quitting school at 17 to start his own business. A year earlier, Dale had start dabbling in re-refining used oil and was so certain the idea had merit he left school and started Dominion Oil Refining Co. with a single drum of used oil. Daughter Jackalyn Schofield said "Dad had a vision.
" The whip smart and highly entrepreneurial Dale slowly and methodically built the business and in 1979 Imperial Oil signed a contract with his company to provide eight million gallons of the used oil. Over the years he had worked his way up, through company mergers, name changes and finally a sale to Safety-Kleen Corp. By 1998, Dale was able to retire though he continued on as a consultant for five years.
Wife, Roberta Schofield said her husband was a man of big ideas and though he never finished high school, he possessed "a tremendous vocabulary." Roberta met Dale when both happened to attend a teen event in Hespeler, a dance neither had gone to before. Roberta was there with several other girls though their numbers were uneven so one had to sit it out during dances.
It was during Roberta's sit out that Dale approached and asked for a dance. "I only gave him my first name," she said. "I wasn't interested. The next night, I got a phone call. He found me." She invited him over, if only to appease her mother who happened to be watching television and didn't want her teenage daughter yakking on the phone.
"He came over and a couple of weeks later, we went out," she said. The couple married in 1955 and moved to Toronto after Dale sold his first business. He worked in insurance for a few months where he picked up sales and business skills, then they moved to Windsor where he took a job with a refinery but after a couple of years, decided to return to Waterloo Region and make a go of his own business.
Returning home Dale found a partner and started the serious business of building an oil re-refinery company while raising a family. The couple had four children: David, Deana, Jackalyn and Karen, with several years between the first two and last two. "He used to joke, he had two families by his first wife," said Jackalyn.
Daughter Karen died of a brain aneurysm in 2004. As a dad Dale was always available. Even if he was busy with work, it was never too important not to take battery a call from one of his kids and he made every birthday a special event. His kids particularly remember their summers at the family cottage on Lake Huron and how, in typical Dale style, he would make a rather grand gesture announcing his arrival on the weekends.
"He'd fly in," said Jackalyn recalling how her dad, a licensed pilot, would "buzz the cottage" in his Cessna, meaning he'd fly in low to alert the family of his arrival. Roberta would then drive to the Wiarton airport to fetch the man their kids called "a ham-ster" with the emphasis on ham. Daughter Deana Gloor remembered her dad as bigger than life, the kind of man who "would fill a room" when he entered, capturing everyone's attention with his loud, booming voice and good nature.
In his serious moments, Dale was a stalwart businessman and a mentor to many young entrepreneurs, providing them loans when needed though a loan would also come with the prerequisite lecture on the value of money, said the daughters. Dale was a generous man and stepped in to purchase the land where the Cambridge Butterfly Conservatory now sits when it was in danger of never coming to fruition battery because the nascent group couldn't pay the mortgage on the property. Doug Wilson, long-time friend and retired president and CEO of the conservatory remember in a eulogy meeting Dale for the first time.
"I knew immediately I was in the presence of someone who was bigger than life itself." When they exchanged business cards, Doug was intrigued by the letters following Dale's name, GTNF. "I mustered up the courage to ask what GTNF stood for.
" Dale loved to be asked this question because apparently it stood for Grade Ten No French . "I learned more about business from Dale Schofield in the first two months after I met him than I had learned in the previous 30 years of being in business," said Doug. "It felt safe knowing Dale Schofield had my back.
" He talked about the money and time both Dale and Roberta pored into the conservatory, all in the name of educating children. There were endless meetings in all sorts of inclement weather, dealing with all sorts of people. "Dale didn't suffer fools lightly but he was kind to them," said Doug.
"He didn't like complainers, he liked do-ers. He was tough but battery he was fair … a man of huge integrity and tremendous presence." As sensible as he was in terms of business, Dale also had a wild side.
"He always had a thing for speed and for fun," said daughter-in-law, Christina Schofield. vhill@therecord.com Commenting is closed. As a boy, Dale Schofield had a fascination for all things mechanical, and while other boys might have been taking apart the family toaster to see how it worked, Dale decided to tackle his father's sedan. Luckily for young Dale, he was able to reassemble the car, just one of many such mechanical experiments his keen mind devised.
There was the speedboat he built at age 15, a fan made from a 15-cent motor and a shoe polisher made from washing machine parts. Dale's brain was rarely idle. Born in Kitchener, one of two children, Dale's mother had been a teacher and his father practised law though their offspring had little interest in academics, quitting school at 17 to start his own business. A year earlier, Dale had start dabbling in re-refining used oil and was so certain the idea had battery merit he left school and started Dominion Oil Refining Co.
with a single drum of used oil.
Daughter Jackalyn Schofield said "Dad had a vision." The whip smart and highly entrepreneurial Dale slowly and methodically built the business and in 1979 Imperial Oil signed a contract with his company to provide eight million gallons of the used oil. Over the years he had worked his way up, through company mergers, name changes and finally a sale to Safety-Kleen Corp.
By 1998, Dale was able to retire though he continued on as a consultant for five years. Wife, Roberta Schofield said her husband was a man of big ideas and though he never finished high school, he possessed "a tremendous vocabulary." Roberta met Dale when both happened to attend a teen event in Hespeler, a dance neither had gone to before.
Roberta was there with several other girls though their numbers were uneven so one had to sit it out during dances. It was during Roberta's sit out that Dale approached and asked for a dance. "I only gave him my first name," she said.
"I wasn't interested.
The next night, I got a phone call.
He found me.
" She invited him over, if only to appease her mother who happened to be watching television and didn't want her teenage daughter yakking on the phone. "He came over and a couple of weeks later, we went out," she said. The couple married in 1955 and moved to Toronto after Dale sold his first business.
He worked in insurance for a few months where he picked up sales and business skills, then they moved to Windsor where he took a job with a refinery but after a couple of years, decided to return to Waterloo Region and make a go of his own business. Returning home Dale found a partner and started the serious business of building an oil re-refinery company while raising a family. The couple had four children: David, Deana, Jackalyn and Karen, with several years between the first two and last two.
"He used to joke, he had two families by his first wife," said Jackalyn. Daughter Karen died of a brain aneurysm in 2004. As a dad Dale was always available. Even if he was busy with work, it was never too important not to take a call from one of his kids and he made every birthday a special event.
His kids particularly remember their summers at the family cottage on Lake Huron and how, in typical Dale style, he would make a rather grand gesture announcing his arrival on the weekends. "He'd fly in," said Jackalyn recalling how her dad, a licensed pilot, would "buzz the cottage" in his Cessna, meaning he'd fly in low to alert the family of his arrival. Roberta would then drive to the Wiarton airport to fetch the man their kids called "a ham-ster" with the emphasis on ham.
Daughter Deana Gloor remembered her dad as bigger than life, the kind of man who "would fill a room" when he entered, capturing everyone's attention with his loud, booming voice and good nature. In his serious moments, Dale was a stalwart businessman and a mentor to many young entrepreneurs, providing them loans when needed though a loan would also come with the prerequisite lecture on the value of money, said the daughters. Dale was a generous man and stepped in to purchase the land where the Cambridge Butterfly Conservatory now sits when it was in danger of never coming to fruition because the nascent group couldn't pay the mortgage on the property.
Doug Wilson, long-time friend and retired president and CEO of the conservatory remember in a eulogy meeting Dale for the first time. "I knew immediately I was in the presence of someone who was bigger than life itself." When they exchanged business cards, Doug was intrigued by the letters following Dale's name, GTNF.
"I mustered up the courage to ask what GTNF stood for." Dale loved to be asked this question because apparently it stood for Grade Ten No French . "I learned more about business from Dale Schofield in the first two months after I met him than I had learned in the previous 30 years of being in business," said Doug.
"It felt safe knowing Dale Schofield had my back." He talked about the money and time both Dale and Roberta pored into the conservatory, all in the name of educating children. There were endless meetings in all sorts of inclement weather, dealing with all sorts of people.
"Dale didn't suffer fools lightly but he was kind to them," said Doug. "He didn't like complainers, he liked do-ers. He was tough but he was fair … a man of huge integrity and tremendous presence.
" As sensible as he was in terms of business, Dale also had a wild side. "He always had a thing for speed and for fun," said daughter-in-law, Christina Schofield. vhill@therecord.com Commenting is closed. As a boy, Dale Schofield had a fascination for all things mechanical, and while other boys might have been taking apart the family toaster to see how it worked, Dale decided to tackle his father's sedan.
Luckily for young Dale, he was able to reassemble the car, just one of many such mechanical experiments his keen mind devised. There was the speedboat he built at age 15, a fan made from a 15-cent motor and a shoe polisher made from washing machine parts. Dale's brain was rarely idle. Born in Kitchener, one of two children, Dale's mother had been a teacher and his father practised law though their offspring had little interest in academics, quitting school at 17 to start his own business.
A year earlier, Dale had start dabbling in re-refining used oil and was so certain the idea had merit he left school and started Dominion Oil Refining Co. with a single drum of used oil. Daughter Jackalyn Schofield said "Dad had a vision." The whip smart and highly entrepreneurial Dale slowly and methodically built the business and in 1979 Imperial Oil signed a contract with his company to provide eight million gallons of the used oil.
Over the years he had worked his way up, through company mergers, name changes and finally a sale to Safety-Kleen Corp. By 1998, Dale was able to retire though he continued on as a consultant for five years. Wife, Roberta Schofield said her husband was a man of big ideas and though he never finished high school, he possessed "a tremendous vocabulary.
" Roberta met Dale when both happened to attend a teen event in Hespeler, a dance neither had gone to before. Roberta was there with several other girls though their numbers were uneven so one had to sit it out during dances. It was during Roberta's sit out that Dale approached and asked for a dance.
"I only gave him my first name," she said. "I wasn't interested. The next night, I got a phone call. He found me." She invited him over, if only to appease her mother who happened to be watching television and didn't want her teenage daughter yakking on the phone. "He came over and a couple of weeks later, we went out," she said.
The couple married in 1955 and moved to Toronto after Dale sold his first business. He worked in insurance for a few months where he picked up sales and business skills, then they moved to Windsor where he took a job with a refinery but after a couple of years, decided to return to Waterloo Region and make a go of his own business. Returning home Dale found a partner and started the serious business of building an oil re-refinery company while raising a family.
The couple had four children: David, Deana, Jackalyn and Karen, with several years between the first two and last two. "He used to joke, he had two families by his first wife," said Jackalyn. Daughter Karen died of a brain aneurysm in 2004.
As a dad Dale was always available.
Even if he was busy with work, it was never too important not to take a call from one of his kids and he made every birthday a special event. His kids particularly remember their summers at the family cottage on Lake Huron and how, in typical Dale style, he would make a rather grand gesture announcing his arrival on the weekends. "He'd fly in," said Jackalyn recalling how her dad, a licensed pilot, would "buzz the cottage" in his Cessna, meaning he'd fly in low to alert the family of his arrival.
Roberta would then drive to the Wiarton airport to fetch the man their kids called "a ham-ster" with the emphasis on ham. Daughter Deana Gloor remembered her dad as bigger than life, the kind of man who "would fill a room" when he entered, capturing everyone's attention with his loud, booming voice and good nature. In his serious moments, Dale was a stalwart businessman and a mentor to many young entrepreneurs, providing them loans when needed though a loan would also come with the prerequisite lecture on the value of money, said the daughters.
Dale was a generous man and stepped in to purchase the land where the Cambridge Butterfly Conservatory now sits when it was in danger of never coming to fruition because the nascent group couldn't pay the mortgage on the property. Doug Wilson, long-time friend and retired president and CEO of the conservatory remember in a eulogy meeting Dale for the first time. "I knew immediately I was in the presence of someone who was bigger than life itself.
" When they exchanged business cards, Doug was intrigued by the letters following Dale's name, GTNF. "I mustered up the courage to ask what GTNF stood for." Dale loved to be asked this question because apparently it stood for Grade Ten No French .
"I learned more about business from Dale Schofield in the first two months after I met him than I had learned in the previous 30 years of being in business," said Doug. "It felt safe knowing Dale Schofield had my back." He talked about the money and time both Dale and Roberta pored into the conservatory, all in the name of educating children.
There were endless meetings in all sorts of inclement weather, dealing with all sorts of people. "Dale didn't suffer fools lightly but he was kind to them," said Doug. "He didn't like complainers, he liked do-ers.
He was tough but he was fair … a man of huge integrity and tremendous presence." As sensible as he was in terms of business, Dale also had a wild side. "He always had a thing for speed
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