Stuff has been trying to kill me for years and it was colon cancer that finally got me, at the age of 44, on January 31st, 2018, peacefully at home. I'm survived by everyone who is still here and I'm predeceased by everyone who isn't. I had a great life with too few regrets to even be sure they really existed. My only regret is that I will not know how Coronation Street will end. Life was always about the things I was able to do, and not about what I had. I married my best friend. I was in a cage with a lion (not the same as above, but close at times; I married my match.) I got to spend many years of enjoying the freedom of motorcycle riding. I visited my second home of Ireland. I spent as much time as possible with the people I cared about, and the list goes on. My advice to you all is to make those bucket lists and to start filling them in. Life is short and it only runs out; I should know, I was only 44. So get off your butts and live those lives while you still have them and make sure you really think of what you want to matter on those last days. I bet it won't be the colour or the model of your car. I would also like to send my love to everyone who has supported me and mine in even the smallest way over the last few years. I love you all. Shannon will always be lovingly remembered by his wife Melissa, his parents Len and Gloria Churchill, his sister Becky Churchill-Keating, his nieces Teagan and Rory, his father and mother-in-law David and Jennifer Chown, his two special aunts Sylvia Bulger (Jim), and Sharon Whalen (Bruce), his loving cousins, all other relatives, and his treasured friends. Cremation has taken place. A Celebration of Shannon's life for family and friends will be held at a later date. Donations in Shannon's memory may be made to the Nova Scotia SPCA or Hope for Wildlife.