For an ex- hockey player, Mark, you sure are an easily bruised flower.

Trust me - if I wanted to patronise you, you'd see nothing,
nothing, OK? (
Bwahhhh. etc.)
It's not all about you and your feelings, so read on...
Like some others here, I'd like to hear about your father's career.
I'd like to help, too, but there's the smart way of doing things and there's the barfly way. Sure you can keep batting away and picking at it, but you aren't going to score goals and the rest of the team's going to be happy to see you on the bench. So smarten up, stop playing like someone called 'fridge, and start acting like Wayne Gretzky.
I'm sure you know what next of kin is - even hockey players have to put that on a form, huh? The
point I was making was as next of kin
you can get data I, Jack, T33driver and Jim can't easily get - but once you've got it and passed the puck, we can play hockey for ya. Like figgerin' if your dad was on North Island, South Island or Mouth Island*.
Maybe you need to get some pills for that blood pressure - I can see the temples throbbing from here...
Just funnin' son, just funnin', an Mudge would say...
Hem. Anyway. Getting the logbooks from your sister's a great step - get the gen up here as soon as ya can, and you'll be surprised at what comes out.
Have you got a summary of data (units, places) from the pics that Jack posted for you?
James the Mudgely...
PS: I eagerly anticipate your detailed response laced with cricket references...
* ~again~ this isn't about you or your paw but an inter-antipodean joke.