Dennis Harold Walker
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(April 10,1943 – Jan. 10, 2009) Dennis Harold Walker passed away peacefully on January 10, 2009 in the Olds Hospital with Neana, his wife of 26 years, by his side.<\/p>\n Dennis was born in Camrose on April 10,1943 to Margaret and John Walker. He was the second of seven children. In April of 1951 the family moved from Camrose to Consort where Dennis took all of his schooling.<\/p>\n Dennis worked at several different jobs in various locations before settling in Canmore in 1964. He worked for the CPR as a train order operator in Canmore and Exshaw for 2 years. After leaving the CPR, Dennis went to work for Canmore Mines until its closure in 1979. Having always loved big trucks, Dennis chose at this time to become his own boss by purchasing his first truck, a GMC gravel truck. He had great pride in all of his trucks and worked them in the Canmore and Cochrane area until poor health hit him in 1991. His work had him hauling some interesting loads. He hauled snow for a movie being filmed at Morley and white sand from Italy for the golf course at Kananaskis.<\/p>\n On November 27, 1982 Dennis married Neana Salekin. They lived in Canmore for several years and then moved to their dream location, an acreage near Cremona. They lived there for 10 years until the upkeep became too much for Dennis. From the acreage, they moved to Olds where they were still residing.<\/p>\n Dennis was an avid ham radio operator. His call signs were VE6DHW and VE6AC. He was a computer whiz helping anyone who needed assistance in working their way through cyberspace or through a hard drive. He built many technical items from scratch including a digital scale, a TV and several computers. Dennis always offered help to others without ever asking for anything in return.<\/p>\n Dennis was predeceased by his parents John and Margaret Walker; his aunt Edith Bondaruk; uncles Stan Cootes, Walter McFadyen and George Bondaruk; cousins Charlotte and Francis Bondaruk; father-in-law Alex Salekin and mother-in-law Violet Salekin.<\/p>\n Left to mourn are his wife and best friend Neana; brothers Jim (Peggy) and Wayne (Carol); sisters Diane (Gilbert) Liknes, Carol Walker, Marie (Neil) Joel and Norma (Rhyce) Astley; sisters-in-law Sharon Salekin, Geraldine (Pierre) Purcell, Kim (Tim) Salekin; brothers-in-law Alex and Garry Salekin; numerous cousins, nieces and nephews and his faithful furry little friend Gizmo the cat.<\/p>\n Funeral services were held on Saturday, January 17, 2009 at 2:00 p.m. at Mountain View Funeral Chapels, Olds. In lieu of flowers memorial donations may be made to the SPCA or a charity of one\u2019s choice. Arrangements entrusted to Mountain View Funeral Chapels, Olds.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n Thomas Joseph Mitchell<\/b> Tommy was the much loved husband, father, grandfather and great grandfather to many. He died suddenly on January 15, 2009 at his home.<\/p>\n Tommy is survived by his wife, June; her two sons, Bernie and Doug; his daughters, Marilyn (Barry) Killing- beck and Bev (Eli) Hellard; his grandsons, Rob (Andrea), Troy (Dannielle) Tyler and Ryan (Stephie). He had four great grandchildren who called him “GG” as it was easier to say than “Great Grandpa”. They are McKenzie, Kohl, Logan and Samara.<\/p>\n Tommy was the youngest of five children born to Robert and Helen Mitchell on the family farm near the tiny hamlet of Kirriemuir, Alberta. His career in the oilpatch spanned forty-four years and took him to northern B.C. (where he met his first wife, Hazel), coastal B.C., New Zealand and all over Alberta. Tommy retired in 1983 and moved to Vernon, B.C. with Hazel. Here he became very active in skiing at Silver Star and golfing at Spillamcheen. After Hazel’s death, he was very fortunate to meet June Ivanco. They married and were able to do a lot of traveling, going to Europe, Australia, the USA and the Caribbean. They also became involved in dancing and spent many happy hours whirling and twirling. Tommy loved to be an “angel” by helping the new dancers learn their steps. Golfing continued to be a passion and they went to many tournaments and made many friends. He shot under his age when he was eighty-nine; he scored an eighty-seven. Tommy retired his skis at the age of eighty-nine, but continued to dance right up until his death. He was already planning his next round of golf.<\/p>\n We will all miss his zest for life and his love and compassion for his family and friends. He lived life on his terms and left it on his terms.<\/p>\n The celebration of Tommy’s life was held on Thursday, January 22, 2009 at 2:00 p.m. in the Chapel of Pleasant Valley Funeral Home, Vernon, B.C.<\/p>\n Tommy never forgot his years spent on the farm at Kirriemuir and came back for the Homecomings whenever he was able. Johnny and Faye Kloberdanz own the original Robert (Bob) Mitchell homestead.<\/p>\n (Thanks to Margaret Mitchell for providing the above obituary.)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Linda Grace Olsen Linda Grace Olsen (Code) passed away peacefully on February 3, 2009 in Edmonton with her family by her side.<\/p>\n Linda was born to Charlie and Doris Code on February 14, 1950 in Oyen. She grew up on the family farm near New Brigden, where she attended school from grades 1-11. She attended grade 12 in Hanna.<\/p>\n Linda met Larry Olsen in 1967 on the dance floor in New Brigden. They married on July 26, 1969. Together they started to build their life on the farm, north of Cereal. She worked as an administrator of the Cereal Hospital for 22 years, as well as at the Cereal Auction Market for many years. When not at work, she would most likely be at home in the garden, the field or barnyard. Milking Jenny was where she found peace and quiet from the bustle of everyday.<\/p>\n Linda was active in the community, participating in sporting events, 4-H clubs and volunteering within many organizations. At home she was a jack-of-all-trades. Cooking, baking, sewing, gardening, electrician, carpentry, and bookkeeping, just to name a few of her many talents.<\/p>\n Linda could operate and often repair any of the farm machinery and was happy to come home from a long days work at the hospital and head straight to the summer fallow, rock picking, swathing or combining. She found great pride in the harvest every year.<\/p>\n Linda was active in her children’s lives and took great pride in her grandchildren’s antics and accomplishments. Grandma always had cookies, licorice and chiclets for the kids before they headed out the door.<\/p>\n Linda was predeceased by her father Charlie Code, February 2000; mother Doris Code (Krick), December 2000; and father-in-law Chester Olsen, May 2006.<\/p>\n Linda will be lovingly remembered and dearly missed by her husband Larry; daughters Laurel (Burnell) Martin and Vicki (Tim) Marr; son Leonard (Jody) Olsen; five grandchildren, Skylar and Treyle Martin and Griffin, Reed and Kelton Marr; siblings Peggy (Dave) Forrester, Allan (Laurie) Code and Lorne Code; mother-in-law Eileen Olsen; brother-in-law Greg (Terry-Dale) Olsen; sister-in-law Rosanne (Bryan) Pederson; and many nieces and nephews.<\/p>\n A family funeral service was held Saturday, February 7, at the Cereal United Church in Cereal, Alberta. Officiating Clergy was Rev. Roger Kett and a eulogy was given by Lorne Code. Marvel Jorgenson was the organist and Ralph Jorgenson was the soloist. Hymns were “In the Garden” and “Old Rugged Cross.”<\/p>\n Memorial tributes may be directed to the Alberta Lung Association, P.O. Box 4500, Station South, Edmonton, Alberta, T6E 6K2; or to a charity of the donor’s choice.<\/p>\n Following the family funeral service, family and friends were invited to a luncheon hosted by the Cereal United Church Women in the Cereal Community Hall.<\/p>\n MacLean’s Funeral Home of Oyen in care of arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Alice Ilene Nelson Alice Ilene Nelson was born July 13, 1924 at Consort, Alberta, and passed away February 10, 2009 at the age of 84 years at the Grey Nuns Hospital in Edmonton.<\/p>\n Alice was born to Samuel and Permilla McAllister and was the ninth child of twelve children. She took her schooling at the Birdsview School. Alice worked for several schoolteachers in the area and also was employed at the Consort Hospital.<\/p>\n She met and married Carl Nelson on October 27, 1946 and they lived on the farm south of Veteran where their three children were born: Darlene, Dianne and Dennis. They moved to Stettler in 1959 where she resided until her passing.<\/p>\n Alice enjoyed drawing wildlife, writing poems, playing bingo, fishing and camping with the family. She also enjoyed time spent with her seven grandchildren. She once said there was nothing like a hug from her grandchildren and becoming a great grandma to Sage and Casey. She especially enjoyed the once a year overnight stay and trip to the casino on our “Mom and Kids” weekend. She always enjoyed visits from her nieces and nephews and her special sister-in-law Joan.<\/p>\n Alice was predeceased by her husband Carl in 1989; son-in-law Harry in 2008; her parents; six brothers; and five sisters. She is survived by her daughter Darlene (Al) Campbell of Three Hills, grandchildren, Heather (Kevin), Darren (Jessica), and Chris (Allison); daughter Dianne Gonda of Halkirk, grandchildren, Brian (Sandra), Dale (Mandy) and great grandchildren Sage and Casey; son Dennis Nelson (Charleen Smith) of Stettler, grandchildren, Chad, Chelsey, Amanda Smith (Wayne) & Angela Smith (Tom); brother-in-law Ivor (Helen) Nelson of Veteran; sisters-in-law Nancy McAllister of Red Deer, Joan Cornelssen of Stettler, Linnea Conway of Consort and Olive Nelson of Consort; numerous nieces, nephews, other relatives and good friends.<\/p>\n Funeral Service took place on Friday, February 13, 2009 at the Heartland Chapel of Stettler Funeral Home Ltd. with Rev. Barbara Zimmer-man officiating. Interment took place at the Lake View Cemetery, Stettler, with granddaughters Heather and Chelsey, as well as “the residents of Paragon Place” acting as Honorary Pallbearers. Active Pallbearers were Darren Campbell, Chris Campbell, Brian Gonda, Dale Gonda, Chad Smith and Kevin McAllister.<\/p>\n Memorial donations may be made to the Alberta Heart & Stroke Foundation or the charity of choice c\/o Stettler Funeral Home.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Ethel Noble The death of Ethel Matilda Elizabeth Noble (Johnson), aged 95, of Kerrobert, occurred at Kerrobert Union Hospital on February 15, 2009.<\/p>\n She was born March 9, 1913, on NE 4-24-32-29 W3 and married James Noble on November 3, 1945. They lived and farmed five miles north of Loverna until they moved to the Kerrobert Integrated Care Facility six years ago.<\/p>\n Ethel was predeceased by her husband, James on December 10, 2008; parents, Victor and Olive (Ryberg) Johnson; brother, Elmer Johnson; sister, Mabel; and brother-in-law, Ross Nichol.<\/p>\n She is survived by sister-in-law, Annie Johnson; nephews: Roger Johnson and family and Gordon Johnson and family; nieces: Linda Day and family and Gail Taylor and family.<\/p>\n Ethel will be loving remembered and sadly missed by sons: Layne (Adrienne) Noble of Ottawa, Barry (Kerri) Noble of Compeer, Dennis (Darlene) Noble of Moose Jaw; granddaughters: Tanya (Keith) Moore, Ottawa, Danielle (Dave) Pirnak, St. Albert, Paige Noble, Moose Jaw; grandsons: Ryan Noble (Crystal), St. Albert, Jesse Noble, Moose Jaw, Mark Charette, Ottawa; great grandsons: Liam and Brennan Moore of Ottawa, Ryder Pirnak, St. Albert; great granddaughters: Brooklynn Pirnak, St. Albert and Faith Noble, St. Albert.<\/p>\n Funeral service was held at the Kerrobert United Church on February 28th, 2009, at 11 a.m. with Bill Thomson and Marg Mack officiating. Active Pallbearers were Jesse Noble, Ryan Noble, Len Day, Dave Taylor, Doug Noble and Alan Cornell. Honorary Pallbearers were Roger Johnson and Dave Pirnak. Ushers were Gordon Gramlich and Gordon Dommett. Organist was Marlene Thomson.<\/p>\n Interment took place at the Loverna Cemetery, Loverna, SK.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n John Joseph Quinlan John Joseph (Joe) Quinlan aged 73 years passed away suddenly on March 8, 2009.<\/p>\n Beloved husband of Eileen of Claresholm, dear father and father-in-law to Dennis (Kathy), Bill (Betty), Lisa (Steve), John (Jodi), Joanne (Matthew), Angela (Scott) Maryann and Kathleen and loving grandfather to Keith, Mark, Jennifer, Corey, Kaitlin, Nicole, Quinn and Wells. He is also survived by a brother Jim (Claire), two sisters Frances (George) Terry and Catherine Rennich.<\/p>\n Joe was born in Consort, Alberta and attended school there and completed his high school in Castor.<\/p>\n Joe and Eileen were married July 25, 1959 in Consort, Alberta. He worked for Alberta Pacific Grain Company for eight years and then relocated to the Ponoka area. After receiving his power engineering he then worked for the Alberta Government for 26 years in Ponoka, Claresholm and Devon.<\/p>\n During his retirement Joe always found the need to keep very busy at various jobs. Dad “Grampy” “Papa” “Joe” will be missed and fondly remembered by his family and friends.<\/p>\n Funeral Mass was celebrated at Christ the King Catholic Church, Claresholm on Thursday, March 12, 2009 at 11:00 a.m. with Rev. Ben Marino Presiding. Interment to follow at Claresholm Cemetery.<\/p>\n If friends so desire, memorial donations may be made in Joe’s name to the charity of one’s choice. Ethel Noble The death of Ethel Matilda Elizabeth Noble (Johnson), aged 95, of Kerrobert, occurred at Kerrobert Union Hospital on February 15, 2009.<\/p>\n She was born March 9, 1913, on NE 4-24-32-29 W3 and married James Noble on November 3, 1945. They lived and farmed five miles north of Loverna until they moved to the Kerrobert Integrated Care Facility six years ago.<\/p>\n Ethel was predeceased by her husband, James on December 10, 2008; parents, Victor and Olive (Ryberg) Johnson; brother, Elmer Johnson; sister, Mabel; and brother-in-law, Ross Nichol.<\/p>\n She is survived by sister-in-law, Annie Johnson; nephews: Roger Johnson and family and Gordon Johnson and family; nieces: Linda Day and family and Gail Taylor and family.<\/p>\n Ethel will be loving remembered and sadly missed by sons: Layne (Adrienne) Noble of Ottawa, Barry (Kerri) Noble of Compeer, Dennis (Darlene) Noble of Moose Jaw; granddaughters: Tanya (Keith) Moore, Ottawa, Danielle (Dave) Pirnak, St. Albert, Paige Noble, Moose Jaw; grandsons: Ryan Noble (Crystal), St. Albert, Jesse Noble, Moose Jaw, Mark Charette, Ottawa; great grandsons: Liam and Brennan Moore of Ottawa, Ryder Pirnak, St. Albert; great granddaughters: Brooklynn Pirnak, St. Albert and Faith Noble, St. Albert.<\/p>\n Funeral service was held at the Kerrobert United Church on February 28th, 2009, at 11 a.m. with Bill Thomson and Marg Mack officiating. Active Pallbearers were Jesse Noble, Ryan Noble, Len Day, Dave Taylor, Doug Noble and Alan Cornell. Honorary Pallbearers were Roger Johnson and Dave Pirnak. Ushers were Gordon Gramlich and Gordon Dommett. Organist was Marlene Thomson.<\/p>\n Interment took place at the Loverna Cemetery, Loverna, SK.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Mable Hedley Mable Pauline (Reierstad) Hedley passed away peacefully on Monday, March 9 at the age of 91 years. She was born to loving parents, John and Liva Reierstad on April 12, 1917 at Glen Banner, AB, the second of four children.<\/p>\n Mable leaves to cherish her memory one son Bob (Leona) Hedley, children Kristen, Kelsey, and Kennan; and one daughter Ann (Don) Benkie, children Kevin (Leah Graham), James (Jenny), Lorie (Blaine) Ham and one great granddaughter Ruth Anne Benkie. She is survived by two sisters Minnie Prouty of Armstrong, B.C. and Florence Brower of Medicine Hat, AB; sister-in-law Irene Reierstad, as well as six very special and dear nieces, nephews and their spouses. She was predeceased by her loving husband Maddison in 1991, infant daughter Lillian, her parents John and Liva Reierstad, in-laws Ralph and Alice Hedley, brother Clifford, brothers-in-law Ernest Prouty and Lynn Brower.<\/p>\n Mable took most of her schooling at Delayed School, one year at Montreal Street School, and one year at St. Theresa College, Medicine Hat. She took a Secretarial-Bookkeeping Course at Garbutts, Medicine Hat, worked at Cowley, and the Conquerville District before going to work in the Courtney Store, Manyberries in April 1939. She remained there until May 1947, where after many years of long distance courtship married the love of her life Robert Maddison “Matt” Hedley in July, 1947. She moved to Consort and remained there for 56 years. Due to failing health she moved to the Stettler Heritage House until her passing.<\/p>\n Mable loved her garden and it was a place of solace for her. She took an active part in community organizations such as Manyberries WI, Rebekah Lodge, Consort Community Club and was a devoted member of the Anglican Church. A homemaker she was, and loved to do handiwork, to dance and play cards, especially bridge. And dance she did, right up until a couple of years ago. She found great joy in her grandchildren, and celebrated their achievements. A very private person and always saw the positive side of everything. She was an exemplary mother who guided by example.<\/p>\n Mable enjoyed traveling and had great memories of trips to Norway, England, Hawaii, Australia, New Zealand, Figi, Singapore, Europe, California, Arizona, and an Alaskan Cruise, Panama Cruise and many more.<\/p>\n Her failing health due in part to Alzheimer’s and mini strokes made her life more difficult but through it all Mable always had a happy, grateful heart. She once said, “I don’t know what people do without the Lord!” and “I don’t know how people get along without family!” She had both, and considered herself rich indeed. Her kind, gentle spirit and serving heart were a blessing to all who knew her and she will be greatly missed.<\/p>\n There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dream and hug them. We will forever miss you. Rest in Peace.<\/p>\n What It Was, That She Was, To Us A Celebration of Life was held on Saturday, March 14, 2009 in the St. George’s Anglican Church, Stettler with Rev. Jack Schulze officiating. Tributes were given by Kristen Hedley and James Benkie. Musical tributes were performed by the Happy Gang 2 accompanied by Elaine Hennel. Pallbearers were: grandsons, Kennan Hedley, Kevin Benkie, James Benkie and nephews, Barry Prouty, Roy Brouwer and Raymond Reierstad. Honorary Pallbearers were “All the special family and friends who walked into her life and never left her heart.” Interment will take place at Lakeroad Cemetery at a later date.<\/p>\n Memorial donations may be made to the Lakeroad Cemetery c\/o Parkview Funeral Chapels (1985) Ltd., Box 186, Castor, Alberta T0C 0X0. Tribute by Kristen Hedley Over this past week, Kevin Jamie, Lorie, Kelsey, Kennan, and I have been honoured to listen to stories conveyed by our neighbours, friends, and families about the inner strength and grace our Grandma Hedley embodied. As her grandchildren, we are honoured to be the descendants of such a well-respected and highly-esteemed individual. For in a world where you don’t get to choose the family you are born into, we all feel blessed to have won the “Grandmother Lottery.” Because our Grandma Mable was the self-less, neighbourly, and community-minded woman she was, I am proud to walk into my classroom each day bearing the title of “Miss Hedley”. We are honoured that in our community, the Hedley surname is associated with making the world a better place – one smile, laugh, and helping hand at a time. Joan Bousquet, a life-long family friend, said it best, “Mabel was one of my favorite ‘Mums’ when we were kids! Was she ever cross? Ever without a smile and a warm, sincere laugh just ready to be shared? Did she ever say no when a neighbor, the church, or a friend needed a helping hand – not to my recollection. Mabel was a kind, warm, willing, cheerful, and generous of spirit, beautiful lady – to me as a young girl, teenager, then adult, and to everyone she met. She was a quiet angel among us.”<\/p>\n Because Kelsey, Kennan, and I are younger than the Benkie-trio, our memories of a healthy Grandma Hedley are vague. Still, she loved to spoil all six of us, and we’ll always associate an endless supply of Ginger-Ale and Ruffles cookies with Grandma and Grandpa Hedley. It was a rare occasion you could catch Grandma cooking in the kitchen. without hearing a tune happily being hummed. We all love to dance (some better than others) and Grandma would be so proud of the rhythm and music that runs through her “little scampies” veins. Our Grandma Hedley was the type of lady that exemplified the phrase, “If I had known Grandkids were this much fun, I would have had them first.” (And after some of the tales we’ve been told of her “little Bobby” and “little Annie”, it’s definitely understand-able!j) With all the memories that have been recently passed along, we’ve come to appreciate our Grandma Mable in a new light. She no doubt was a beautiful lady, “And Grandma, if you’re listening, I hope you know us Grandkids would have liked to come first too. Then we could have better known you as the strong and spirited lady your friends and neighbours will remember you as.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute by James Benkie It is an honour to be able to stand before you today to give tribute to an extraordinary woman. The honour though is twofold:<\/p>\n 1.) The first honour hinges around memories of Grandma and what Kristen referred to her as “a quiet angel among us”. Grandma Hedley was one who was after Gods own heart showing unbelievable inner strength and inner peace, and:<\/p>\n 2.) To honour Grandma’s legacy. Her legacy runs deep in our family. To stand beside another strong Hedley woman, who shares grandma’s inner strength, is extremely comforting to me. More importantly though here today, in the event that I start crying and get weak in the knees, I know Kristen will catch me just as Grandma would have… she was always there to care for us grandkids. Grandma has a special place in all of our hearts. Grandma’s passion for life flourishes in all of us.<\/p>\n Grandma was never the centre of the attention… that is what she married Grandpa for!!!! She was extremely modest and often just sat back with her infectious smile and listened to what everyone had to say. She was also usually busy in the kitchen baking and cooking or out in her garden picking vegetables for dinner that evening.<\/p>\n Many of the memories of Grandma Hedley include experiences on the Hedley Farm, her unbelievable cooking and baking, her handiwork, and most of all her passion for the garden.<\/p>\n We took many trips to the Hedley farm. A lot of those trips were during harvest and of course Christmas! Christmas time was the best because it involved grandma’s cooking and baking and of course getting spoiled with presents and candy. We will always remember many wonderful meals out in the field during harvest. After we were done playing in the “gigantic” swathes we were delighted when it was dinner time as we could not believe the first class service that Grandma provided. We could not have eaten better at the best restaurants in the country. It was truly the full meal deal.<\/p>\n Grandma loved to cook and bake and she was a great host at all times. Even when she moved into the lodge where she had no kitchen, she was always ready to offer and cater to our every need. Grandma also loved to can everything from saskatoons to crabapples. We remember times when she would come to visit and she would bake and cook until all the freezers were full!<\/p>\n We also remember times when our friends from school would ask us when our grandma was coming to visit because they had never been treated to so much baking and awesome cooking! One of Kevin’s friends was invited over for dinner one time when grandma and grandpa were visiting, and when his friend was finished eating his steak Grandma politely offered him another… to which his friend stated “Can I???” as if he had never been allowed or even offered another steak before in his life. Grandma was always so generous.<\/p>\n Grandma loved coconut! She put coconut in everything! Perhaps that is why I am not too fond of it today.<\/p>\n Special Moments Looking back at all the memories we have shared with grandma, brought us to a few very special moments. In particular…<\/p>\n Grandma would laugh so hard that she would have tears in her eyes…<\/p>\n Being spoiled with gifts every time grandma and grandpa came home from a trip… especially when we saw that it was a wallet because that typically meant that there would be MONEY in it!<\/p>\n Humming… When health conditions started to impact Grandma, we understood the best way to get Grandma to say a couple of her more common replies….”I SURE DID”, and “IS THAT RIGHT”, was to tell her information on what was happening. Things like “Its raining, or snowing”……”the little calves are running around”……”there are lots of flowers now”, or even “You used to ride a horse to school”…….and the precious thing was the response was always accompanied with her infectious smile….. Grandma’s legacy will also be remembered by her faith in God. She was extremely committed to her relationship with God and her endless prayer for her family. Because of this, I would like to finish with a verse from one of Grandma’s favorite scriptures: Thank you Grandma for all your endless prayer and thank you for all of your love and support. Thank you for being you!<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Siama Lucille (Pat) Schetzsle Siama Lucille (Pat) Schetzsle was born to Aliina and Andrew Mattson on October 22, 1918 in Three Hills, Alberta. She passed away peacefully on March 16, 2009 at the Continuing Care Unit in the Coronation Hospital & Care Center, Coronation, Alberta.<\/p>\n Pat is survived by her sons Terry (Linda) of Veteran, Alberta and Jim (Susan) of Edmonton, Alberta, daughters Sandra (Harvey) Johnstone of Veteran, Alberta and Colleen Harris (Henry Chartier) of Coronation, Alberta, son-in-law Larry Wilson of New Brigden, Alberta, 12 grandchildren; Randy (Debbie) Johnstone, Julie (Greg) Schroeder, Candy (Cameron) Brown, Patricia (Kelly) Shaw, Tracy (Glen) Anhorn, Greg (Kim) Wilson, Sandy (Steve) Kohm, Paula (Travis) Galenzoski, Nancy (Kurt) Ashbough, Graham (Jennifer) Schetzsle, Rhonda (Wade) Grunow and Ryan Schetzsle, 23 great-grandchildren, her sister-in-law Lois Mattson of Edmonton, Alberta, sisters-in-law Loretta Healy of Coronation, Alberta, Agnes (Ken) Rumohr of Fort Saskatchewan, Alberta, Delia (Hal) Sorenson of Innisfail, Alberta, brother-in-law Gordon (Bernice) Schetzsle of Consort, Alberta, nieces, nephews and many friends. She was predeceased by her husband Francis (1986), son Danny (1962), daughter Sharon Wilson (2007), her parents Andrew and Aliina Mattson, her mother and father-in-law Mary and James Schetzsle, her sisters Nora Mattson, Esther McNeill, Seiri Cook, Evelyn Mattson, her brothers Andy Mattson, Gusty Mattson, half-sister Annie Tapio, and sisters-in-law Celesta Evans and Helen Kelts.<\/p>\n The funeral mass, officiated by Father Arlan Parenteau, was held Friday March 20, 2009 at 1:00 p.m. at Veteran United Church (the building was formerly St. Patrick’s Catholic Church) in Veteran, Alberta.<\/p>\n The prelude music was played by Linda Schetzsle. Organist, Marilyn Long played the music for the mass, “Shall We Gather At The River”, “Here I Am Lord”, “Prayer of St. Francis”, and “On Eagle’s Wings”. A tribute to Pat was given by Terry Schetzsle and Elsie Nydokus with readings by Susan Schetzsle and Gordon Schetzsle. Special music that was pre-recorded by granddaughters, Julie Schroeder, Candy Brown and Patricia Shaw was, “Go Rest High On That Mountain” and “I’ll Fly Away”.<\/p>\n Active Pallbearers were Pat’s grandchildren and first great-grandchild, Randy Johnstone, Graham Schetz-sle, Ryan Schetzsle, Jordan Schroeder, Julie Schroeder and Paula Galenzoski. Honorary Pallbearers were “All of Pat’s Fellow Teachers, Friends and Neighbors”. Interment followed the funeral mass at the Veteran Cemetery. A beautiful luncheon, prepared and served by the Veteran United Church Ladies and surrounding Community Ladies was held at the Veteran Community Hall.<\/p>\n In lieu of flowers, a donation in Pat’s memory would be welcome by the Veteran Municipal Library, Box 650, Veteran, Alberta T0C 2SO, Alzheimer Society of Alberta, 10531 Kingsway Ave., Edmonton, Alberta T5H 4K1, or the charity of one’s choice.<\/p>\n Coronation Funeral Home entrusted with the funeral arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Words of Remembrance I am very honoured to have been asked to say a few words in remembrance of Pat, who has been a very close and special friend for many years.<\/p>\n I first met Pat and Francis when we returned to Veteran in April of 1964. She had been Nester’s teacher for part of a school year in Hemaruka. I did some substituting at the school for a year or two before taking a permanent position. Pat was an excellent principal and was always very helpful and encouraging with pupils and staff alike.<\/p>\n Our school secretary, Shirley Vetter, Pat, and I always looked forward to the Teacher’s Convention every spring. At that time of the year everyone was starting to suffer from cabin fever. We followed the exact same trail every year, always stopping for a delicious Chinese feed in Lacombe. The first thing we would do when we arrived at the Chateau Lacombe in Edmonton was to visit the gift shop where we would purchase all kinds of goodies to munch on in our rooms. For the rest of the year we were always dieting, but at the Convention we threw all caution to the wind and thoroughly enjoyed “Pigging Out.” Pat and I had to do a lot of walking back and forth between our acreages to undo the damage.<\/p>\n We always enjoyed getting with a few others and taxiing across town to a movie. While in Edmonton, one such excursion always stuck in our minds. After the movie was over, Pat went to phone a taxi. There were 10 – 12 little open telephone booths in a semi-circle in the entrance to the theatre. After calling for the taxi, Pat began pulling things out of her purse looking for her address book as there was someone else she wanted to phone. All at once, she called to an usher “Excuse me, but could you please tell me where I could find a phone?” Just as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she realized what she had said. Of course, the rest of us were in hysterics, really adding to her embarrassment. Elbe Anderson was with us as well that night. When the taxi arrived, we were all just weak from laughing so hard. We had to go up a huge flight of stairs to get to the street. We all helped to carry Shirley in her wheelchair. We would climb a few steps and then would double over once more, trying desperately to gain control. I’m convinced that if the taxi driver hadn’t been there to help us we would have dropped Shirley and her chair! He was probably thinking that these silly old women must have seen a hilarious movie! We nicknamed Pat the “Absent minded Professor” after that. Often Shirley and I would remind her about it in the office after school and would begin to laugh almost as hard as we had that night. Pat would say, “Shut up, you two, or I’ll shoot you both in the big toe!” Often she said, “How come you two have time for this old lady?” We’d say “What old lady?” Pat was always so much fun and young at heart that we never felt there was any age difference.<\/p>\n Sadly, we lost Shirley in March of 1988. A few years ago, Nester and I took Pat with us to the Casino in Medicine Hat. Nester always teased her and she really seemed to enjoy it giving back as good as she got. Every meal, they would argue over the bill. He finally told her that she could buy our breakfast on the way home. Then he teased her that he was going to order steak and eggs.<\/p>\n Pat was a dedicated walker in the Terry Fox Run for many years. She was the oldest person in the walk and was certainly an inspiration to many others. When the time came that she was unable to do it any longer, she would always phone me with her pledge.<\/p>\n Pat will be sorely missed by her multitude of friends and her family.<\/p>\n Good-bye, dear friend! Rest in peace.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Alfred Aizzier Alfred David Aizzier was born on March 26, 1923, to Eugene and Ada (nee Woodman) Aizzier in Altario, Alberta.<\/p>\n Alfred’s mother passed away when he was 12 years old. Alfred, along with his three older siblings, was raised in the Kirriemuir area on their farm, homesteaded by his dad Eugene, and attended the Kirriemuir School. At the age of sixteen, he left home to work on a sheep ranch in the area.<\/p>\n On June 10, 1947, Alf married Ruby Ward and they remained on the Aizzier farm. They had three children Loralie, Trevor and Susan. In 1949, Alf and Ruby purchased a store in Pemukan, which they ran for one year. In 1950, they moved to Calgary where Alf worked in a Box Factory. In 1956, they were asked to join as staff at the Prairie Bible Institute where they resided and worked on staff for 9 1\/2 years. Alf was very competent as a welder, farmer and trucker so he was able to fulfill many rolls at PBI.<\/p>\n In 1965, Alf, Ruby and family returned to Kirriemuir to again run the family farm where they remained until 1982. At that time, their son Trevor took over the running of the farm and Alf and Ruby retired to Three Hills. They remained in their home in Three Hills until 2006 when they moved into the Robertson Manor to enjoy having many friends close by and not having to maintain a large home, shovel snow and cut grass!<\/p>\n Alf’s greatest joy was in helping and encouraging others. He was a mechanic, welder, well driller and farmer and would help anyone, anytime. He taught many young people how to drive and obtain their drivers license. He served on the Manitou Lake Bible Camp Board and helped construct several camp projects. He served on the Altario School Board and drove school bus for many years. When they moved to Three Hills, Alf worked with the Achievers and the Citizens on Patrol. Many times, Alf would drop his own work or project to help someone else. Alf was also always there to help his family and make sure they had all the things that mattered.<\/p>\n Anyone who knew Alf, knew his wonderful sense of humour. He always had a joke or bit of humour to put a smile on everyone\u2019s face. His generosity and kindness in helping those around him were appreciated by all. He loved his Lord and enjoyed serving him in anyway he could.<\/p>\n On January 21, 2009, Alf went into the Three Hills hospital and the Lord took him peacefully to his home in heaven on February 4, 2009. Alf is predeceased by his mother Ada, father Eugene, sister Violet and brother Elmer. He is survived by his wife Ruby, children Loralie, Trevor (Sharon) and Sue (Roger); grandchildren Sorina (Roger), Danielle and Sean and great-grandchildren Nikita and Juliana; sister Ardell MacDonald as well as nieces, nephews, relatives and many friends.<\/p>\n Funeral services were held on Friday, February 6, 2009 at 2:00 p.m. at the Mount Olive Evangelical Free Church, Three Hills with Pastor Rod Masterson and Pastor Norm Koop officiating. Interment was held at the Three Hills Cemetery.<\/p>\n Memorial tributes may be made directly to the Gideons, CEF or Three Hills Hospital Palliative Care Unit.<\/p>\n Heartland Funeral Services Ltd., Olds, Alberta entrusted with arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Shirley Rose Caseley (Healy) Shirley Rose Caseley (Healy) passed away in the early morning of Monday, March 23, 2009 in the Coronation Hospital and Care Centre at the age of 70 years, after a lengthy battle with diabetes and complications from the disease.<\/p>\n Shirley was born January 15, 1939 to George and Lucy Healy. They resided on the family farm at Kirkpatrick Lake until they moved to the farm at Veteran when Shirley was 9. Shirley enjoyed her years at Veteran School with her good friends Jacqueline Mogck and Donna Wenger and she often talked about the fun they had.<\/p>\n Shirley met and married Jack Caseley on November 6, 1959. In the early years they enjoyed travelling to dances every Saturday evening to visit with friends and dance the night away, especially when the Caseley family band was playing. To this union two sons were born, Marty in November of 1962 followed by Garth in January of 1966. Jack, Shirley and boys enjoyed working together on the family farm, visiting with friends, curling, fishing, and camping with family. Jack and Shirley enjoyed many trips over the years to Las Vegas, Australia, New Zealand, Hawaii, and a cruise to Jamaica.<\/p>\n When Jack and Shirley were first married they made a living by selling eggs and milking cows. Over the years Shirley increased her egg business and she had 600 chickens. Marty and Garth fondly remember the days of collecting eggs, washing them, and taking mother to town to deliver them. Shirley was very proud of her chickens and took care of them very well. The eggs were always collected morning and night regardless of whatever else was going on. The boys were especially excited when Shirley bought the satellite dish with the egg money; maybe all the hard work wasn\u2019t so bad!<\/p>\n Shirley was very active with various groups in Veteran including the WI and the United Church. She was always willing to give if someone needed something. Most of the weddings in the local communities had their cakes made by Shirley. She always took a cake with her whenever she went to any function like bingos, church suppers, birthday parties, wedding or baby showers.<\/p>\n Shirley loved to play bingo; she and Gram would drive every week to the local bingos in Coronation and Consort. Shirley was very close with Gram and truly lost her best friend when Gram passed away, as they went everywhere together.<\/p>\n Shirley was also an avid quilter. She very much enjoyed going to Brownfield to join the local ladies making quilts for the homeless and woman shelters. Most of all the local graduates from Veteran were given a quilt by Shirley as well as all the new babies being born into the community.<\/p>\n Shirley enjoyed gardening and she loved her flowers, especially her red geraniums and marigolds. The front of the house was always a sea of red and orange. She always had a large garden and anyone stopping in would leave with a bag full of vegetables.<\/p>\n Shirley was always willing to give and she did give to a lot of people. In the last few years when her health was failing she found it very hard to accept the giving coming back to her. We can all take solace in the fact that Shirley is now as active as ever and is with her beloved Gram again. She will be sadly missed by all. Shirley was predeceased by her parents George and Lucy. She leaves to mourn her passing her husband of 49 years Jack, son Marty (Tracey) with their children Jonathon, Allysa, and Chris Dyck; son Garth (Tracey) with their daughters Abree and Aimee; as well as Jack’s sisters and brothers and their spouses; numerous nieces, nephews, other relatives and many friends.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n A Tribute to Shirley I was very honoured when I was asked by the family to pay a tribute to Shirley.<\/p>\n Shirley was a very caring, hard working and straight forward person. If something wasn’t right she would let you know. She was always there with fresh buns, cakes or a full meal in a time of need. I would hate to guess how many dozens of buns she made to give to families, or take to community functions.<\/p>\n She also made many cakes and decorated them for weddings, anniversaries, birthdays and special occasions.<\/p>\n Her home and family were her first priority.<\/p>\n To Shirley there was not four seasons it was like this:<\/p>\n Planting the seeds in the greenhouse, cleaning the hedges out and piling the dry wood for the fireplace, painting the farm buildings and fences, camping, fishing, haying, silage time, camping again, harvest, camping before freeze up, then it was sewing and quilting time, and watching Jack and the boys at the rink.<\/p>\n We went on many family holidays with Jack and Shirley. Some of our vacations destinations were Disneyland, Reno, camping at Czar Lake, Muriel Lake, Lac Des Iles, Blood Indian and Capt Ayre Lake. You never had to worry if you forgot something because Shirley always had extra. There was never any shortage of food.<\/p>\n At Czar Lake we could park 6 campers in a spot that most people put 2 or 3, we never thought that we were crowded. Jack would get the boat in the water and the boys would get ready to ski. Marty, Garth and Craig couldn’t wait to get Jack on the skis. They wanted to dump him in the water. Jack would put the skis on at the beach, light a cigarette and off they would go around the lake, came back Jack with the cigarette still in his mouth. Shirl would say “Look at that showman, they didn’t dump him this time.” She was so proud of her family.<\/p>\n In winter we had toboggan and skiing parties; everybody went, kids, parents, grandparents and neighbours. Shirl would phone and tell me to bring buns, wieners and the big coffee pot that we used on the campfire. We melted snow to make the coffee and hot chocolate.<\/p>\n Heather, Craig and I were reminiscing the other night about camping trips with Jack and Shirley. We remember the time Shirl made bannock and Heather didn’t know what it was and she wanted to try it. The instructions were to put the dough around the wiener stick, cook it, pull it off the stick and put butter and jam inside, she was having trouble so Shirl did it for her. She took one bite and she had butter and jam all over her chin, we all had a good laugh. Heather said, “Shirl I thought you said a little butter and jam.”<\/p>\n Shirley loved to bake and cook. Her fried chicken, milk gravy and mashed potatoes were the best. Did you ever have her potato salad?<\/p>\n Shirley had her faults just like you and I. Over the past few years we found it hard to watch her struggle with her failing health. And we’ve missed her smile and that twinkle in her eye. We should all be at peace to know that she has no pain and that twinkle shines brighter than ever now.<\/p>\n The service to commemorate Shirley’s life took place at the Veteran Community Hall, Veteran, Alberta on Sunday, March 29 at 1:00 p.m., with Pastor Darrel Durksen officiating. Sadie Caseley presented the eulogy which was written by the family; Sadie also shared many of her memories. Soloist, Bob McAllister sang “Beyond The Sunset” accompanied by Lorea Gilmer. Margaret Evans and Barbie Evans played for the congregational hymn, “Amazing Grace”. Honorary pallbearers were Rhoda Garstad, Alice Beebe, Heather Healy, Marilyn Polege, Connie Larson and Sadie Caseley. The Urn Bearers were Shirley’s long time friends Jo and Wally Ball. A private family interment followed the service at the Veteran Cemetery. Following the funeral service family and friends remained at the Community Hall for a time of visiting and reminiscing. A beautiful lunch was prepared and served by the Veteran United Church Ladies and the community. In Shirley’s honor, memorial contributions may be made to the Coronation Hospital Foundation, Mail Bag 500, Coronation, Alberta, T0C 1C0.<\/p>\n Heather Caseley of Coronation Funeral Home entrusted with the funeral arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n DAVE JOHN MUNRO WILSON Dave Wilson was born March 7, 1919 near Veteran and grew up on a farm near Consort. They later moved into Consort. He passed away March 26, 2009 in Calgary and the funeral was held Friday, April 3 from St. Barnabas Anglican Church, Calgary.<\/p>\n He was the loving husband for 60 years of Joan, who he met in England and they married in 1948. He also leaves sons John and Andrew and grandchildren Luke and Page. Also surviving are sisters Mary and Madge of Edmonton and Jane of Red Deer, as well as numerous nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his parents and sister, Frances.<\/p>\n During World War II he served with the Royal Canadian Corps of Signallers.<\/p>\n Consort friends extend sympathy to the survivors.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n William Claude Thornton W. Claude Thornton died peacefully in the Long Term Care facility in Consort, Alberta on Wednesday, April 1, 2009. He was born and raised in the Sedalia\/Consort area. His schooling was in the Sedalia area, getting to grade 8 before he quit to go to work. During the depression, he left home at an early age and went to work on the neighboring farms, usually working for room and board.<\/p>\n He raised collie (Lassie) dogs, and had a great love for animals.<\/p>\n During the war, he worked as a cook’s helper in the Columbia ice fields before returning home. His belief in hard work and love of God was his mantra and tried to live as honestly as he could.<\/p>\n He was always doing someone a good turn, and he always had a smile on his face and loved a good joke.<\/p>\n He married Helen Kroeger and resided in the town of Consort, before moving up to the Lodge. Upon Helen’s passing, he continued to live at the Lodge before going to the Long Term Care Facility in Consort.<\/p>\n He is predeceased by his wife Helen, parents John (Jack) and Eleanor Thornton, brother John Phillip, brothers-in-law, George Cook, Leonard Down & Clifford Johnson. He is survived by brothers: Joe (Effie) Thornton, Gerald (Myra) Norndon, Keith (Anne) Thornton, sisters: Fern Cook, Ivy Down, Iris Johnstone, and Myrtle (Laverne) Wallace & numerous nieces & nephews.<\/p>\n Funeral Services were held on Tuesday, April 7, 2009 at 2 p.m. in Knox United Church, Consort, with Rev. Sandy Macpherson officiating. John and Daniel McCormack read scriptures and Jody McCormack gave a loving tribute. Linda Osetsky played the piano for the congregational hymns led in song by the Knox United Church Choir. Active Pallbearers were Gerald, Daniel and John McCormack, Ernest Thorn-ton, Dave Browne and Wayne Bamber. Honorary Pallbearers were “All of Claude’s Family and Friends”. The interment followed in Lakeroad Cemetery Consort, Alberta. Family and friends then gathered together in the basement of the church for a time of sharing and luncheon prepared by the Knox United Church Women.<\/p>\n Should friends desire, memorial donations may be made to the Ladies Auxiliary at the Consort Hospital in Claude’s name.<\/p>\n Parkview Funeral Chapels & Crematorium ‘Families Serving Families’ were entrusted with the care and funeral arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Eulogy William Claude Thornton was born on the farm in Sedalia on June 15, 1916 to John (Jack) and Elanore Thornton. He would be the first of 9 siblings all born on the farm except the last three, John, Keith and Myrt. He was close to Gramma, helping her with the farm chores while Grampa tended the fields. He often remarked at what a hard worker Gramma was and was determined not to see his own wife toil as hard.<\/p>\n He told us of a few stories from his childhood, recalling how he had to tend the schoolhouse each morning before the students arrived. One day, he put all the kids up in the loft, saying to the Teacher, I guess they aren’t coming, but you might hear a rooster. Immediately one of the kids started to crow. This went on, his naming animals, the kids making a rackett, and the teacher wondering where all the animals were hidden. I kind of wonder how that teacher ever made it through Uncle Claudes schooling years! She made the mistake once of complaining in the wintertime she was cold. Well, you guessed it, Uncle Claude arrived early and put so much wood into the wood stove it made it too hot to sit near. I don’t think she ever complained about being cold again!<\/p>\n It was Uncle Earl (I think) who offered the kids 5 cents a gopher tail, as they were a nuisance and he in turn gave them to the local pest control man. The kids got wise and started to just pull their tails off, and much to their delight, they were still paid the going rate. It worked pretty good too until Uncle Earl caught sight of a bare tailed gopher! That was the end of that!<\/p>\n Uncle Claude was a person with a great sense of responsibility, and at the tender age of 15 left the family home to make his way in the world. When I asked him about leaving home at such an early age, he simply said, there was not a lot of money to be had, and there were other mouths to feed. He worked out on neighboring farms for room and board and enjoyed working with animals. His favorite were the big teams of horses and when the tractors came on the scene, he stuck to his team. He told Gerald and I many times of how he would do chores when it was bitter cold out and then help the neighbors as their tractors wouldn’t start. I think he had a private chuckle to himself: progress!<\/p>\n He had a great love for the Lord and had read the Bible many times. I think he could give most people a run for their money when it came to remembering passages and interpretation of the Good Word. I asked him a couple of times if he would like me to get him a subscription to Reader’s Digest or something like that, and he said No, I just read the Bible. I think it was a great comfort to him when he was so very far from home.<\/p>\n During the war, Uncle Claude made his way to the Columbia Ice fields to work in a concentration camp as a cook’s helper. It was there that he first saw the mountains, and it became a favorite memory for him. He said that the area was breathtaking and the wildlife was amazing. He stayed there for a while and was asked to stay on, but home called him back and he arrived in Consort shortly after the war. He worked again for other people, Kroeger Brothers being one. He always enjoyed working with engines and would have liked to pursue that trade, but money again was a problem.<\/p>\n He married Aunt Helen May 27, 1967 and was able to make a home for her in Consort. Unfortunately, they didn’t have children, which was too bad as Uncle Claude was so great with kids. My favorite memories of visiting Consort was playing with Uncle Claude. In those days, kids had to play outside while the adults visited. I think he liked kids because they were so honest. Honesty was very important to Uncle Claude. They lived in town before moving to the Lodge in Consort, and resided there for a good many years. When Aunt Helen passed, Uncle Claude continued to live at the Lodge, still helping the local people with whatever job needed to be done. He was still shoveling walks, mowing grass, or whatever needed doing until he was moved into Long Term Care at the hospital.<\/p>\n We had the very great joy of getting to know Uncle Claude as adults over the last few years. My husband and I, or my Dad John and I would visit with him and recall the good old days. When Dad passed on, Gerald and I continued to come and see Uncle Claude. We had a good many laughs and I will cherish the memories he passed on to me and my family. It is hard to put into words how someone has touched your life, as he has mine. He was such a hoot, he had a great sense of humor and was always happy to see us arrive. We were the lucky ones really.<\/p>\n Uncle Claude passed quietly in his sleep on April 1, 2009. He was cheery up to the end, and when asked, he was just fine, or not too bad. He wasn’t a complainer and I know that he is with the Lord. He missed Aunt Helen a great deal, and he is now reunited with her.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n FRED PETER BEGORAY Funeral services were held Saturday, April 11, 2009 at 2:00 p.m. from Glenwood Funeral Home in Sherwood Park, for Fred Peter Begoray, who passed away April 5th in Edmonton at the age of 86.<\/p>\n Although he has not lived here for some years, he is well remembered in the Consort and Veteran areas as a favored school teacher.<\/p>\n He was born on December 6, 1923 at Redwater, Alberta and was the last survivor of his family being predeceased by his parents, John and Anastasia Begoray, three brothers, four sisters and two half-sisters. His mother passed away when he was two years of age and he was raised by various aunts and other family members.<\/p>\n He entered Normal School as a teen and had some training before joining the Air Force in World War II, where his teaching knowledge was put to good use . Upon discharge he returned to University to get his degree and his first school was Consort. During his years here and also teaching in Veteran, he met and married Evelyn Hogue. Patrick, John and Noreen were born before they left this area for Cluny and later Vegreville where Kathy and David were born. From there they went to Edson where he filled the position of Associate Superintendent and later went to Athabasca where he was Superintendent for the County. He loved his vocation in life and enjoyed meeting former pupils and leaning how his teachings had gone towards their later successes in life.<\/p>\n Upon retirement, Fred and Evelyn moved to Vancouver Island where he did a little freelancing and a they did lots of travel. They moved back to Edmonton about 1988 to be nearer their children and grandchildren.<\/p>\n Left to mourn his passing are his loving wife, Evelyn, all his children, Patrick, John, Noreen, Kathy and David; also seven grandchildren and one great granddaughter, Talia Hemphill.<\/p>\n Officiating at the Memorial Service was the Reverend John Burrill with Dr. Gisele Rouleau, Organist. The Honorary Pallbearers were Fred’s grandchildren: Jalyn, Evan and Fredrick Begoray, Ryan, Richard, Benjamin and Jonathan Hemphill.<\/p>\n The Urn Interment took place at the Nature Walk, Glenwood Memorial Gardens and following that friends joined with the family for a time of shared memories and light refreshments in Glenwood’s Reception Area.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n William (Bill) Kary William (Bill) Kary passed away peacefully on Thursday, April 9, 2009 in the Coronation Hospital after a brief battle with cancer; his family by his side. Bill was born July 27, 1922 on the family farm at Zetland, Alberta. Bill was the second child of Jacob and Pauline Kary. A family of eight children included, Helen, Bill, Linda, Edna, Herb, Bennie, Richard, and Harriet.<\/p>\n In 1936, Bill lost his mother Pauline suddenly. Being the eldest son this brought new responsibilities for a young man. Bill learned the value of a hard days work for his family. With all the work on the family farm and school, Bill still had time to learn to play the guitar, harmonica, and banjo. You would often see Bill on stage at local dances tapping his toes and playing both instruments, while most were twirling on the dance floor.<\/p>\n In 1953 Bill married Lilly Beck and started their life together on the Henry Kary homestead west of Hemaruka. Shortly after they brought the first of many children into the world. After many years of ups and downs and the odd tool being thrown into a water hole to see the water splash, Bill relocated the family closer to Veteran.<\/p>\n Along the road Bill was blessed with eleven grandchildren and one great-grandchild. As they grew up they were able to experience Bill and his ways. Each was lucky enough to have their own moment with Papa, whether it was feeding the cows, building oil shacks or just sitting a while listening to his colorful stories of his youth.<\/p>\n Bill spent his life providing for his family and serving the local community. He built many homes and garages in the surrounding area. And sent many a critter to the big pasture in the sky for friends and neighbors. Bill was also well known for his homemade sausages.<\/p>\n Some of Bill’s community services included local politics as a DRO. Special Areas committee member, and REA member. Most memorable was driving snowplow for the local snowplow club in the Hemaruka area.<\/p>\n Bill’s life was filled with family, community, music, reading, watching Stampede Wrestling on the odd Saturday afternoon, and various card and board games. To this day he is still the family undefeated champion in checkers.<\/p>\n Life was always interesting around the Kary table with five boys and three girls. Bill was a true farmer but will always be remembered as a proud father with few words a quick wit and a dry sense of humor. Bill never really retired he just knocked it back a gear. As he was told by a family friend. It’s not getting older its just more horsepower.<\/p>\n Bill is survived by his loving wife of 56 years Lilly, of Veteran; children Bruce (Crystal) Kary of Airdrie, Brent (Nonavee) Kary of Veteran, Dale (Debbie) Kary of Alix, Sylvia (Larry) Stewart of Calgary, Douglas Kary of Calgary, Teresa Kary and Dan Shute of Irricana, Maxine Kary and Alan Graham of Denver, Colorado and Jayme Kary (Lindsay) of Coronation; grandchildren Scott Kary, Ellyse (Mark) Pilgrim, Blake Kary, Logan Kary, Megan Kary, Darcie Kary, Jake Kary, Shelby Stewart, Kimberly Stewart, Ethan Graham and Griffin Graham; great- grandchild Natalie Pilgrim; sisters Helen Lennox of Calgary, Edna Caseley of Barrhead and Harriet Peters of Kamloops; brothers Herb (Laura) Kary of Coronation, Richard (Noreen) Kary of Calgary and Bennie (Shirley) Kary of Veteran; brother-in-law Gordon (Doreen) Beck of Calgary; sister in law Ruth (Bob) Stewart of Ma-Me-O Beach as well as nieces, nephews, other relatives and many friends. Bill was predeceased by his parents Jacob and Pauline Kary; sister Linda Wallace; father-in-law and mother-in-law Max and Elsie Beck; brothers-in-law Edgar Butler, Robert Lennox and Ben Peters; nephew Lyle Caseley, great-niece Patricia Bye, niece Susan Kary Bye and nephew Myles Butler.<\/p>\n Funeral Services were held at the Veteran United Church, Veteran, Alberta on Monday, April 20, 2009 at 2:00 P.M. with Reverend Stephen Shantz officiating. Linda Osetsky played for the congregational hymns “In The Bulb There Is A Flower”, and “Mansion Over The Hilltop”. Russell Rogers shared the eulogy written by the family. Active Pallbearers were Bill’s grandsons, Scott Kary, Blake Kary, Logan Kary, Jake Kary, Ethan Graham and Griffin Graham. Honorary Pallbearers were “Everyone Who Has Shared In Bill’s Life”. Following the funeral service family and friends gathered at the Veteran Community Hall for a time of visiting and reminiscing. A wonderful lunch was prepared and served by the Veteran United Church Ladies. As an expression of sympathy, memorial contributions may be made to the to Veteran United Church, Veteran, AB, T0C 2S0, Coronation Hospital Foundation, Mail Bag 500, Coronation, AB, T0C 1C0 or to a charity of the donor’s choice.<\/p>\n Heather Caseley of Coronation Funeral Home entrusted with the funeral arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n VERN STRAND Herbert Luvern (Vern) Strand passed away in Consort, Alberta on Monday, April 27, 2009 at the age of 93 years. Vern was born in the house on the farm near Veteran, Alberta. He married Frances Hurlbut in June of 1940 and to this union 3 children were born; Richard, Karen and Linda. Vern and Frances lived on the farm south of Veteran all of their married life. After Frances’ passing on September 14, 1988, Vern continued to live on the farm until he moved to the Consort Lodge and then to the Consort Extended Care.<\/p>\n Vern was predeceased by his parents Henry and Jossie; his wife, Frances and sister Miranda. He leaves to mourn his passing his son; Richard (Gail) Strand, his daughters Karen (Wayne) Rich and Linda (Pete) Sippola; six grandchildren, twelve great-grandchildren and his sister, Min Strand.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute by Dale Strand Today we gather to celebrate Vern’s life and reflect the years of knowing Vern and to give support to the members of the family. We’ll always think of Vern as a gentle person, sensitive, honest as they come, a good sense of humor, loved a good story, told a good story and rarely ever showing anger towards his fellow man. However, I would never have wanted to back him into a corner because of his stature.<\/p>\n Are there tears of sadness? Sure there are! Never be ashamed to shed them because where there’s love you’ll always find tears.<\/p>\n Vern enjoyed a good game of cards and could spend many an hour at it. It sometimes required a little time though as he studied his options of play. I must tell you of an incident that occurred while Richard, Min and Vern motored to Minnesota to visit relatives. Seems some days before their departure there had been an earthquake of some magnitude in the Seattle area, anything big was huge in Vern’s estimation. After a long days drive and checking in to a motel, Vern was very tired and hit the sack early. Richard (bless his heart) caught Min’s attention. It was a coin operated vibrating bed to release one’s tension, in goes the coin – hit the button as deep breathing began and pandemonium occurred. “My God it’s another earthquake, let’s get out here.” Out the door he went in his P.J.’s and took the first exit that said “Swimming Pool”. He couldn’t swim but maybe he could as he was in it. You should have heard Vern’s version.<\/p>\n Last year when I visited Vern he was having a good day and I asked him if he’d like to go for a drive – “Yes, I’d like that”. So we drove to Monitor – watched some geese and drove the main street, he surprised me as he mentioned Elmer Johnson’s General Store, etc. It was a good outing.<\/p>\n I’m going to leave you with this, the lyrics to a piece of music flashed through my mind, written by the late Irving Berlin. I’m sure if the words had been sung or spoken to Vern in the recent past he would have said “I like that”. I wish my old quartet was here to sing it.<\/p>\n “When I Leave The World Behind” A celebration of Vern’s life was held in the Veteran United Church, Veteran, Alberta on Saturday, May 2, 2009 at 1:00 p.m. Officiating was Reverend Stephen Shantz. Pianist was Linda Osetsky, congregational hymn was “How Great Thou Art” Bob McAllister sang “Just A Closer Walk With Thee”. A special recorded song “Grandpa” was played during the service. Dale Strand gave the eulogy and the tribute. Active Pallbearers were Ken Strand, Clinton Sippola, Kevin Rich, Justin Kshyk, Rocky Beebe and Derek Kshyk. Honorary Pallbearers were “Everyone Who Shared In Vern’s Life”. The interment followed the funeral service at the Veteran Cemetery, Veteran, Alberta. A beautiful luncheon was held at the church which was prepared and served by the Veteran United Church Ladies.<\/p>\n Memorial donations may be made in Vern’s memory to the Consort Hospital Auxiliary, Box 244, Consort, AB, T0C 1B0. Heather Caseley of Coronation Funeral Home Ltd. entrusted with arrangements. “Knowledge, Experience and Professionalism With A Personal Touch”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Curt Allen Roth Curt Allen (Sonny) Roth of Calgary passed away peacefully on Sunday, April 19, 2009 at the age of 68 years.<\/p>\n Al was born in Consort on February 22, 1941 and was one of four children. He loved traveling and helping others. He spent many hours on the phone or in person trying to help others with their problems. He always thought of others before himself. He will be deeply missed by all his family and friends. We will always love you, Dad.<\/p>\n Al is survived by his three children, Timothy Curt (Jackie), Anthony Allen (Paula) and Corinne Wilma; three grandchildren, Justin, Bronwyn and Isabelle; great-granddaughter Ebany; two brothers and a sister, Wayne Hauer (Joyce), Louise Mactavish (Paul) and Lynn Hauer (Ann); and numerous nieces and nephews.<\/p>\n Al was predeceased by the love of his life, Wilma in 2001, father Allen F. Roth in 1944, mother Clara Elizabeth (Hazel) in 2001.<\/p>\n The funeral was held at Bergthal Mennonite Church, R.R. 2, Didsbury on Friday, April 24 at 1:00 p.m. with a graveside service following at Bergthal Cemetery.<\/p>\n If friends desire, memorial tributes may be made to Foothills Mennonite Church, 2115 Urbana Road N.W., Calgary, AB. T2N 4B9. A tree will be planted in Al’s memory at Fish Creek Provincial Park.<\/p>\n NOTE – After Al’s father, Allen was killed in the Second World War, his mother Hazel, supported herself and family by operating a hair dressing shop in Consort. She later married Wilmer Hauer.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Kathleen (Kaye) Rose Scott Kathleen was born at the farm in Quill Lake, Sask-atchewan, and lived a very happy and busy life working with her parents and her brother on the farm. She was predeceased by her parents, Bridget (Craig) and Jeremiah McConnell who came from Ireland. Very sadly her youngest daughter Lorraine Anne passed away eleven years ago. Also predeceasing her was her infant grandson Adam Daniel Lewsaw, her brother Daniel McConnell and her nephew Gregory McConnell.<\/p>\n Kathleen leaves to mourn her loss her cherished family: daughters Sharon, Gail (Bob) Lehman, Jackie (Arthur) Chin, Janice (Larry) Lewsaw, and son Greg (Shirley); granddaughters Lindsay, Meghan, and Allison; grandsons Landon (Jackie), Jeremy, Nolan (Anika), Graham and Jordan; as well as great-grandsons Jacob and Levon. Kathleen also leaves two sisters-in-law, Freda McConnell of Quill Lake and Mary Readman of Consort. She also has left behind one nephew and several nieces and their families.<\/p>\n After training as a registered nurse at St. Paul’s School of Nursing in Saskatoon, Kathleen worked as a nurse in Wadena, Camrose, Calgary and Consort. Kathleen contracted polio in 1953, which put her in a wheelchair for the rest of her life. In spite of this she raised her children with her very strong faith and sense of humour. When her children had reached high school and beyond she moved her family to Edmonton in 1968 where she attended NAIT and graduated with a Medical Records Librarian diploma. She then started what was to be a career with the provincial government from 1970 until her retirement in 1983. In her retirement years, Kathleen volunteered at several organizations including the Society for the Retired and Semi-Retired, Allen Grey Auxiliary Hospital, Swinging Spokes Boutique, and Grey Cup Ticket sales for Paralympic Sports. These activities kept her actively involved in the community where she could give back to society which was extremely important to her.<\/p>\n Wheelchair square dancing took Kathleen on travels throughout Canada and the U.S. Her ceramics are now family heirlooms and each of her children has a set of gorgeous Christmas figurines. Her knitting kept her busy while riding DATS to all of her activities. Not only her children and grandchildren benefited from the mitts, scarves and doll clothes she knit in her travels, as Mom generously donated these items to anyone who needed them. She loved to travel with fondest trips being with family on the houseboats in the Shuswap. Other trips took her to Hawaii and to Ireland to visit her cousins. Many summer weekends were spent surrounded by her family at the lake.<\/p>\n In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Old Consort Hospital Restoration Society, Box 339, Consort, AB, T0C 1B0, or the Royal Canadian Legion, Poppy Fund, 10720-101 Street, Edmonton, AB, T5H 2S3.<\/p>\n The funeral service was held on Friday, May 22, 2009 at 2:00 p.m. at Howard & McBride Westlawn Chapel, 16310 Stony Plain Road, Edmonton. Father John Hesse officiated and organist was Monica Rist. Eulogies and tributes were given by Larry Lewsaw (son-in-law), Landon Lewsaw (grandson), Meghan and Lindsay Scott and Allison Chin (granddaughters). Musical selections included Amazing Grace, How Great Thou Art and When Irish Eyes Are Smiling. Interment was at Westlawn Memorial Gardens. Following the service, family and friends gathered for fellowship and refreshments in the Westlawn Reception Centre.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute by Son-in-law, Where does one begin? How do you put in a few words a tribute to a person who touched the lives of so many, a person whose self-less existence brightened the lives of everyone around her? Having known this remarkable lady for over 40 years myself, I know that any thoughts I share today will be a feeble representation of what hundreds of others would like to say. I am honoured, however, to have been asked by the family to do this, and am happy to try.<\/p>\n Her life contained many challenges, and she met them all head-on. From growing up on a Saskatchewan farm during the \u201cdirty thirties,\u201d to completing her high school and nurses training in a time when both required considerable sacrifice, her indomitable spirit showed itself early in life. Then a young woman she was struck with polio and left wheelchair bound for life, with six small children and almost no means of support. At this point a lesser person might have thrown in the towel. Not Kaye. With the help of a caring community, and unwavering love and determination, she raised her family, and raised them all to be loving, caring people. After moving to Edmonton in 1968 to accept yet another challenge and re-train herself, she continued to be a rock to her family, and also had the opportunity to touch the lives of many more people.<\/p>\n As a son-in-law, she always made me feel a part of her family, and I loved her just as I had loved my own mother. I never doubted her love, either, as it was constantly demonstrated, and in recent years, often spoken.<\/p>\n She was a large part of the lives of me and my family, a wonderful mother, grandmother to our boys, and great-grandmother to little Jacob and Levon. We feel a deep sense of loss.<\/p>\n Janice and I will miss our visits with Mom. We would often play games, like Scrabble or Skip-Bo with her, and she loved it. She had a bright spirit and enjoyed life and wanted most of all for those she loved to be happy and enjoying life.<\/p>\n As Jeremy said upon hearing the news of his grandmother’s death, “the most beautiful person in the world just left.”<\/p>\n I want to share with you now the reminiscences and tributes from her family.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute to Mom by Sharon Our mother, our angel, our hero, our friend has left her fingerprints on our lives in so many ways and left so many memories with us to cherish forever. Sharon<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute to Mom by Gail Mom’s determination showed up in everything she did. Nothing was going to stop her from doing things and getting places. Mom took in ironing to help make money. She went out and babysat both in Consort and Edmonton. She was determined to get up the steps in the old church in Consort, and got out of her chair at the bottom, and climbed up on all fours to the top of a very long and steep set of stairs. She came to all our activities – like our basketball games where again, she had to get out of her chair and climb steps up to the stage where the audience sat. But she wasn’t going to miss that!!! We’re glad we actually won a few games!!!<\/p>\n Her attitude was “Never Quit.” If we started something, we had to see it through. She helped us do our school homework, and study for exams. We knew she was so proud when we did well in school and we wanted to do well for her. If we joined a club or group, we had to see it through. She herself continued learning and retrained in Edmonton when the family moved.<\/p>\n Many of our summers were spent in Saskatchewan – where mom could relax a bit and recharge. We were all so busy and happy playing and working with our cousins, mom got a bit of a break. Mom’s brother Danny, and our Aunt Freda were wonderful to us and taught us many things about the farm, about gardening, and about just playing outside and relaxing.<\/p>\n How mom managed to keep our little, old house going from a wheel chair with six small children was amazing. In those days, we still burned coal in the furnace. Of course, every evening in the winter, someone had to go down to build up the fire for the night. Mom got out of her chair, down on the floor, and slid down to the basement steps to get across to the furnace. Gail, being paranoid of fires, went with her to help. But she didn’t want mom to put too much coal on the fire in case it got out of hand. Mom would reassure her that if there was smoke coming out of the chimney outside, the fire was burning fine and we had nothing to worry about. So up went Gail to check and see if the smoke was coming out of the chimney. While she was gone, mom put more coal in the furnace so it would last all night and we wouldn’t freeze.<\/p>\n How did mom manage to get our Christmas presents taken care of every year???? We were the ones who picked up the mail. But it seemed somehow, she got our gifts from the Eatons or Sears catalogue and got them under the tree on Christmas Eve. Jackie says she told the dray men who brought house deliveries not to bring the parcels until the night or two before. Somehow, she managed.<\/p>\n Mom was our sense of security. As long as mom was there, we would be okay. For extra security, we had the knife in the door, but mom was still our first line of defence.<\/p>\n Mom was our sense of direction. We knew just what we were to do and how – it was always “Full Steam Ahead” even if we were short of money, that wasn’t going to stop us. Gail remembers being in Red Deer to upgrade her grade 12, and being very short on food in the one room she rented. She called mom to tell her. Mom asked her if she had any money. Gail said, “About 25 cents” Mom said, “Go buy a chocolate bar – it will give you energy – until I can send some potatoes down on the bus.”<\/p>\n One of the songs today is “Angels Among Us”. Our family always knew that with our mom, we had our angel with us every step of the way.<\/p>\n While mom was not too strict a task master, there were some rules. If, for example, we were too sick to go to Sunday school, we also were too sick to play outside the rest of Sunday afternoon. Surprisingly, we stayed pretty healthy on Sundays!!!! If we didn’t do our homework, there was no playing outside.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute to Mom by Janice Many people told us over the years that our mother was a saint and they were right. Mom was the most loving and kind person we will likely ever know in our life time. She had a genuine goodness about her. She took great joy in the successes of others and always hoped the very best for all. She had unbelievable compassion and would always extend a hand and a kind word to anyone in need. She cared for others and showed an endless concern for their well being.<\/p>\n Mom had faith in humanity. She looked for the best in everyone she met, and in doing so she drew people to her, by her accepting, non-judgmental, and loving ways. She attracted people with her endless kindness, and so we grew up exposed to a great variety of people from all walks of life. We grew up being encouraged to bring friends home and our little house in Consort was often busting at the seams with six kids and their friends. We had a warm and loving upbringing and our friends always felt welcome. She never wanted anyone to be excluded.<\/p>\n Mom was a selfless person. She cared nothing for possessions and things; she cared about people. How others were feeling, whether they were sad, afraid, lonely, or happy, was always first and foremost with Mom. Many a conversation was held over a pot of tea at our old kitchen table in Consort where Mom listened and comforted a neighbour or friend on whatever issue they were struggling with. She had a patient and soothing way about her that helped others see beyond their problems.<\/p>\n Family was everything to Mom. She loved all of us equally and unconditionally. It was the best gift a parent can give their children and she was the best mother we could have hoped for. We always knew she was there for us, waiting at home after school, anxious to hear about our day. Her love made us stronger people, confident that we could accomplish anything we wanted to do. We had great fun growing up together in Consort, even though times were often very tight. Laughter and humour got us through many difficult times. Mom, after getting polio, had unbelievable courage and strength to keep us together, facing tremendous adversity and challenges. She was somehow able to rise above those tough times and keep going, always optimistic that things would get better. It took incredible bravery and determination to get through the challenges life threw her way.<\/p>\n Having grandchildren and great-grandchildren brought much joy to Mom. She loved being with her kids and hearing all about their lives and adventures. She was happiest when surrounded by her family.<\/p>\n Mom loved being a nurse. It was her passion, and her kindness and compassion made her a natural. We’ve heard many stories from her patients from her nursing days who described her as being “a ray of sunshine whenever she walked into the room.” She was matron at Consort Hospital and in her time there helped to deliver babies whenever Doctor Day couldn’t make it. We’ve been told by several Consort women that they’ll always remember Mom sitting with them through their labour and sometimes even helping with their delivery, and how comforted they were by her presence.<\/p>\n Education was very important to Mom. She encouraged us to work hard at school and never miss unless we absolutely had to. One year the entire family had perfect attendance at school and I know Mom was so proud of that. She encouraged all of us to get a post-secondary education or training of some sort and it brought her great joy to see us succeed at whatever path we chose and continue to learn as adults.<\/p>\n Mom had a strong work ethic and she passed it on to us. She had a quiet way of pushing us. We were encouraged to never miss work, always be there on time, and to work hard at whatever we were doing. She had high expectations and we knew it. This instruction came early in our lives. I remember when leaving for a babysitting job being encouraged to do the dishes and tidy up (without being asked), just to help out. When we headed out on a housecleaning job, she would remind us to make sure to “get into the corners” when we scrubbed the floors.<\/p>\n I am honoured to be one of your children. You will always be with us. We love you, Mom.<\/p>\n To My Mother Tribute to Mom by Greg The strongest memory I have and that I will carry with me about Mom is that she didn’t talk about goodness, she just lived it – in as honest and genuine a way as I’ve ever seen in any human being. There are thousands of books and seminars on leadership and personal development, what it takes to become a better person, but having Mom as a role model beat them all.<\/p>\n True inspiration has come to me from watching her constantly rise above the many challenges life presented to her, without becoming bitter or angry but rather embracing life in the most positive way she could. She truly lived by the motto “Bloom where you are planted”.<\/p>\n As I try to come to terms with losing her, I find comfort in knowing that the healing hands of time will work their magic. In a song by that name sung by Willie Nelson, we hear these words:<\/p>\n They’re working while I’m missing you, those healing hands of time. The words to another song come to my mind now, written by Eric Clapton after he had lost a young son in a tragic accident: “Would you know my name, if I saw you in Heaven?” Mom loved and treated everyone equally so Yes, she will know everyone’s name when they see her in Heaven.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n OVE DAHL Ove Dahl passed away peacefully on May 21, 2009 at the age of 89 years.<\/p>\n He is survived by his daughter, Joan (Ted) Lloyd and grandson, James Lloyd. He was predeceased by his wife, Jean and by nine siblings. He is remembered by many nieces, nephews and cousins.<\/p>\n Ove was born near Compeer, Alberta. His family moved to near Court, Sask., in 1923. He farmed until joining the military in 1941 and served with the Winnipeg Rifles in England, Holland, Belgium, Germany and Canada until 1946. He farmed and then worked for the CNR until 1953. Ove married Jean McKernan in Edmonton in 1951 and worked for Edmonton Telephones until retiring in 1984. He moved to Calgary in 1989.<\/p>\n The funeral was held at Leyden’s Chapel of Remembrance on Friday, May 29th at 11:00 a.m. with interment following in Eden Brook Memorial Gardens.<\/p>\n In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to Bethany Care Society, 1001 – 17 St. N.W., Calgary, AB. T2N 2E5.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Ted Deagle Joseph Edwin Deagle, always known as Ted, was born to Catherine and Henry Deagle on March 29, 1925 in Consort, Alberta. He attended Silvercrest School to grade nine when he left in response to the call for men to help farmers during the war years. Ted and his brother Maurice went into farming partnership in 1946.<\/p>\n On January 17, 1947 he married his soul mate Jean Kelts and to this union seven children were born; Diane, Judy, Connie, Ted, Deb, Bill and Robert. Ted was a honest, gentle, caring man, always putting everyone’s needs ahead of his own. His love and greatest joy was his family.<\/p>\n He was a devoted and caring husband, Jean always the priority. He doted on his children and grandchildren following their lives with great interest. Many, many hours were spent traveling all over for grandchildren’s activities, sports events and graduations. And in recent years following great grandchildren. Even in his hospital bed he commented, “I could use more grandchildren”. Our annual family campout on August Long Weekend and every Christmas when we gathered were very special times and when Ted was happiest. Gramma and Grandpa would travel 60 miles on Christmas morning to watch as many of his grandchildren as he could open their gifts.<\/p>\n Through the years he participated in many sports; playing hockey, ball, horseshoes, golf, curling, hunting, fishing and bowling, excelling in all of them – maybe not fishing. Playing cards every chance he got brought many hours of enjoyment. He had a great love for animals especially horses; competing in many Sports Day races and using them to haul feed to the cattle with team and sleigh. Team and sleigh were used to travel back and forth to town for mail, groceries and coal when roads were impassible for vehicles. Many fond memories were made traveling around the countryside in the cutter with prancing team and sleigh bells ringing, visiting neighbors and family.<\/p>\n Ted’s eighteen year school bus career began with the car when Diane started school in 1954. Soon he was provided with a school bus as children in the area became of school age. He was a favorite driver for the many trips to neighboring towns for sports events plus to the city for field trips and other functions.<\/p>\n He moved his family to his sister’s house in Consort in 1967. Three years later he suffered a heart attack bringing his farming and school bus driving careers to a halt. The following spring he was accepted in the maintenance department at the Consort Hospital. After receiving the necessary training he became a certified Steam Engineer. When the new hospital was completed in 1984 he continued in the same department. He was required to advance his training in order to operate the new heating and cooling technology. He retired in 1990.<\/p>\n Before and after his retirement he enjoyed many years camping with family and friends. After purchasing a new motorhome they took many winter excursions in convoy with friends to warmer locations. Ted was a faithful member of the church and Lions for many years.<\/p>\n With his family by his bedside Ted passed away in Consort Hospital early May 27, 2009.<\/p>\n Ted is survived by Jean, his loving wife of 62 years, and his children: Diane (Claud) Zinger, Judy (Bill) Gould, Connie (Peter) Tyliszczak, Ted (Deb) Deagle, Deb (Grant) Carl, Bill (Stacy) Deagle and Robert (Rhonda) Deagle; 21 grandchildren; 18 8\/9ths great-grandchildren making a total family of 80. He also leaves to mourn his sisters Helen Barber and Mae (Vern) Dempsey; sisters-in-law Bernice Deagle, Muriel Isaman, Eileen (Bob) Hobbs, Lorna (Gil) Roth; brothers-in-law Arley (Avonne) Kelts and Bud (Irene) Kelts; many nieces, nephew, cousins and friends.<\/p>\n Ted was predeceased by his father, Henry, his mother Catherine, infant sister, brother Maurice, brothers-in-law Chuck Barber, Loyal Schooler, Lester Isaman and Donald Kelts; sisters-in-law Viola Schooler, Dot Kelts and Rosemary Kelts; niece Debbie Kelts; nephews Lee Dempsey, Bill Kelts, Don Schooler and Ernie Kropinske.<\/p>\n A Memorial Vigil Service was held at the Consort Sportex Hall on Monday, June 1, 2009 at 1:30 p.m. Celebrant was Father John Hesse. The musicians were Claud Zinger, Heidi Zinger, and Allan Zinger, playing for the hymns “Amazing Grace” and “How Great Thou Art”. Patricia Wiechnik, Marilynn Deagle, Marilyn Long and Peter Tyliszczak sang “You Are Near”. Readers were Peter Tyliszczak and Diane Zinger. Tributes were given by the grandchildren and Bud Kelts. Intercessor was Trevor Deagle. Immediately following the Vigil Service at the Sportex a luncheon was prepared and served by the Catholic Church Ladies. The Mass of Christian Burial was held at 5:30 p.m. on Monday, June 1, 2009 at the Corpus Christi Catholic Church, Consort, Alberta, with Celebrant Father John Hesse officiating. Playing for the songs “Here I Am Lord”, “On Eagle’s Wings” “Our Daily Bread” and “Rest In Peace” was Patricia Wiechnik. Cantors were Marilynn Deagle and Marilyn Long. Words of Remembrance were given by Robert Deagle. The Adult Server was Rick Deagle and the Intercessor was Pam Deagle. Readers were Deb Carl and Rhonda Deagle. Responsorial Psalm was shared by Peter Tyliszczak. The Gift Bearers were Judy Gould and Connie Tyliszczak. The interment followed at the Catholic Cemetery, Consort, Alberta.<\/p>\n If friends so desire memorial tributes may be made in Ted’s memory to The Consort Hospital Foundation, (Designate to The Family Room) Box 310, Consort, AB, T0C 1B0 or to the Corpus Christi Catholic Church Building Fund, Box 541, Consort, AB, T0C 1C0.<\/p>\n Heather Caseley of Coronation Funeral Home was entrusted with funeral arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Words of Remembrance My name is Darren Zinger, the oldest son of Claud and Diane Zinger, Grandma and Grandpa Deagle’s oldest daughter.<\/p>\n My sister Denise’s fondest memories of Grandpa growing up as a young child were travelling to visit him, finding him sitting in his favorite chair in the kitchen. He would call me over and he’d bounce me and tickle me and giggle in my ear. I also remember his fix it shop in the basement where he’d let me help him glue or hammer something. It was a great place for hide and seek – he probably never knew that at the time – but uncle Robert said it was okay.<\/p>\n I always remember Grandpa’s soft voice and love and devotion for his family. I am so honored and blessed to have had him in my life for the past 40 years. I asked my children what they remembered most about Grandpa and they said the same thing as me. They liked it when he bounced them, tickled them, and giggled in their ears.<\/p>\n My (Darren’s) fondest memories of Grandpa were meeting him and Grandma for lunch every time I was in Consort for business. Over approximately ten years I was able to spend a lot of time with them that I wouldn’t have been able to had I not had the job I did. We always enjoyed a good meal, and conversation. I also enjoyed the odd game of golf in the summer with Grandpa (he always won). He was always positive and looked for the good in people. He was a joy to be around. I’m going to miss him.<\/p>\n My brother Dan’s best memory of Grandpa revolves around the annual Deagle family Christmas get together. I remember as a little boy laughing hysterically as grandpa would chase me around whoever’s house we were at and if he caught me he would tickle me with his whiskers! I remember being half terrified that his face tickled so much, but also laughing uncontrollably as he would tickle me.<\/p>\n My brother Dwayne’s special memories of Grandpa were that he was always there at special events for the grandchildren. Even small events, like coming to watch me skate just last summer in Sylvan Lake. He was warm and inviting, and instantly made you feel welcome. You could see how much he loved family, and he gave everyone, one of his greatest assets, time! My wife Erica is always amazed at how, because of two people, so many of us (the family) are all here. Even with such a large family, he still found the time. If I could, I would thank him for the values he demonstrated, and for giving so much of himself to all the family. We will miss him dearly!!<\/p>\n A poem from the great grandchildren to Grandpa:<\/p>\n If tears could build a stairway Tribute from Cory Gould We tend to take for granted that which is most important, dangling in front of our eyes, not fully understanding or appreciating how special that something might be. There was a time in my life when I took for granted those closest to me; family. It is amazing that a family as large and geographically diverse as ours remains as close as it is. For reasons unexplained, I placed other circumstances in my life above the importance of this unique situation we are all so blessed to be a part of. It was Grandpa that finally showed me the light, convincing me to re-prioritize, although I’m not sure he ever knew the role that he played in it.<\/p>\n I’m sure I can speak on behalf of my siblings, Kim and Tracy, when I say that our most memorable moments would have to be the annual Christmas gathering. I remember one Christmas above all others. I was sitting at a table, when I noticed Grandpa clear across the room, panning the room, most likely wishing that this exact moment would never come to an end. He had a grin from ear to ear as he joyfully watched what he and Grandma had accomplished. I imagine I watched him for 20 minutes or so. He didn’t speak a word nor did his smile fade. He simply sat in pure enjoyment, frolicking in the moment, undoubtedly fully appreciative of what he was so blessed to be a part of. It was at that moment I realized what I so foolishly had taken for granted for so many years.<\/p>\n Grandpa, as you look down on us from time to time, you can do so with a smile. You’ve done an incredible job and I thank you for opening my eyes. We love you and will miss you.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n A Tribute to Grandpa Grandpa was a man of few words, but there was never any doubt at all that he loved us very, very much. As we look back at our lives with grandpa we are overwhelmed by his dedication to this family and to the grandchildren. Some of our favorite memories include the annual Christmas celebration.<\/p>\n We remember the years when we would go to the Zingers, then for many years to the Legion hall in Consort, and now back to Zinger’s again, where we can celebrate in the music barn. We will always remember the excitement of the gift from grandma and grandpa, and I have always been touched by observing the pure joy that he seemed to receive from giving to his family. I remember the smells coming from the kitchen on those Christmases and grandpa standing and carving the turkey. If you walked up to ask him if it was almost ready you could count on catching him in the act of “testing” the meat.<\/p>\n We remember the camping years. Getting together with the family at the lake. I remember the motor home. I remember the early years when the lawn darts were flying around… and some time later when grandpa introduced us to the bean bag game; I have no clue how many hours we spent playing those bean bags with grandpa or with him watching. I remember fondly when just the two of us went golfing together one day and grandpa shot a 41, but true to his form there was no boasting, instead he focused on affirming me on a game well played.<\/p>\n We often think of Grandpa at the house up on the hill, sitting in his chair in the dining room underneath the Lion’s calendar with his glasses sitting on the puppy dog holder, waiting patiently for one of us kids to venture too close so that he could scoop us up and tickle us until we could barely stand it. I remember him always going for that spot just above the knee cap, and making that “tickle sound” that drove as all crazy. But once done he would make his way back to the chair, quickly slick his hair back into place with that black comb, and nestle in and simple enjoy the family.<\/p>\n We remember going to visit grandpa and he would be sitting in the laundry room watching baseball or the Price is Right. Tammy remembers the pen and paper that he kept near so that he could write down the price of items and then participate in the Showcase Showdown. And no matter when you stopped by, grandpa was always nicely dressed, complete with a hint of cologne.<\/p>\n We will always be grateful for the hours and hours and hours of card games. (and grandma’s snacks!) How did grandpa remember all of the rules to all of those games? He was always such a warm and comforting grandpa and host.<\/p>\n One especially fond memory that Tammy holds near to her heart is that of the slumber party that Grandpa and Grandma held at their house with Tammy’s five bridesmaids the night before Tammy and Trevor’s wedding. The wonderful hospitality will be remembered forever, and in fact she can still hear the sound of the hot air popper going upstairs that night!<\/p>\n In more recent years Brendan remembers grandpa in his chair, twirling his thumbs with his nails clicking. And whistling, we remember the whistling, not too high, not too low, but just the right pitch.<\/p>\n And beyond the memories we are so grateful for grandpa’s commitment. He followed his grandchildren everywhere. From the arena in the winter to the ball diamonds in the summer, even ball provincials in the 80 degree heat didn’t keep him away! From the Christmas concerts to the dance recitals… Tammy can still hear him answering the request of his presence at the recitals…”sure, second row in the middle, please!”<\/p>\n I remember having the updates from Calgary sent to me in Saskatoon when Auntie Debbie was battling cancer. Grandpa and grandma were not content to visit Auntie Debbie, they moved to Calgary with her in order to be a constant presence and support. This is just one example but it illustrates the underlying principles that have governed his life.<\/p>\n Family was always so important to grandpa. A few weeks ago when we were in the hospital the priest stopped by to say some words and to offer a blessing on Grandpa. But Grandpa interrupted him to make sure he knew that there were over 75 descendents that would be carrying on the legacy.<\/p>\n Through all of life I have never heard him complain. He has suffered through heart attacks and bypasses, aneurysms and degenerative knees, macular degeneration and cancer. And through all of it he has remained faithful, tender, humble, gentle, loyal, and gracious. The Bible teaches in Titus 1 that “a man should… promote the kind of living that reflects wholesome teaching. Teach the men to exercise self-control, to be worthy of respect, and to live wisely. They must have sound faith and be filled with love and patience.” The writer of the book goes on to say, “And you yourself must be an example to them by doing good works of every kind. Let everything you do reflect the integrity and seriousness of your teaching.”<\/p>\n June 1st is a special day for me. I will be forever grateful on this day for the example that I will have to look toward in Grandpa’s life. You see, when I think of Grandpa, I have only ever thought of Grandpa and Grandma. The scripture teaches that when man and woman come together in marriage, the two become one. This has indeed been the case. What a wonderfully tender example your life has been of unconditional love, deep commitment, and steadfast loyalty.<\/p>\n Grandpa we respect you dearly and we chose to honor you today and forever for your servant heart and for a job well done.<\/p>\n We will love you forever. My Last Visit Tribute by Richelle Romaniuk Grandpa loved kids as you could probably tell; he had seven of his own, although I do think babies were his favorite. One of my memories is actually a story told to me often over the years by my mom. As a baby I was always colicky in the evening. Gramma and Grampa would come over every night and Grampa would take a shift walking the floor with me. Try as they might no one could get me to settle like Grampa could. He had the magic touch.<\/p>\n I was so grateful that Grampa made it to our wedding last summer. It meant so much to us that such a great role model in unconditional love and devotion could be there on our special day, to watch our journey into marriage begin.<\/p>\n Jason remembers Grampa’s devotion to everything he was involved in, including coming to all his sporting events. They even travelled to Manitoba for Westerns. This past April Grampa was sitting front and center, splitting his sides at the play Jason and Dad were performing in.<\/p>\n Grampa loved presents – you didn’t give him his present unless it was his turn to open. Gramma would be sitting there waiting patiently for the kids to open their gifts and Grampa would be halfway into his.<\/p>\n Brittany’s memory is of Gramma and Grampa packing up and moving to Calgary for four months when mom was sick. They didn’t think twice about dropping everything here to be there for mom and our family. They packed up their motorhome and had it out back of the house we were renting and us kids were able to sneak out there to get away from it all. Brittany remembers Grampa coming out there with us, watching us play video games or just hang out.<\/p>\n Grampa we love you so much and are going to miss you tremendously everyday.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Memories of Grandpa Dustin and I have a few good memories of Grandpa.<\/p>\n Grandma and grandpa followed us around the country and watched us play baseball for many years. They sat and watched us even when the weather was bad. And in Alberta that’s quite often. They were always there to support us for all our different sports.<\/p>\n They took us golfing when we were younger.<\/p>\n Grandpa came ice fishing with us a couple years ago at Blood Indian.<\/p>\n When we went camping I always remembered playing bean bags with grandpa. Everyone always enjoyed playing.<\/p>\n When I was younger I remember grandpa helping me with a school project. He showed me how to use a hot glue gun. It was some sort of structure out of Popsicle sticks that we were building. I still have a scar to this day, but we “got err done”.<\/p>\n I always liked playing cards with grandpa and grandma and always learning new games.<\/p>\n Grandpa tied both mine and Dustin’s ties for grad, we had no clue how.<\/p>\n We used to watch the best cartoons in their basement.<\/p>\n We always helped with yard work, putting up Christmas lights etc. We will continue to help as much as we can.<\/p>\n These are some of our memories. Grandpa was a great man and we will miss him very much.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute by Nicole Deagle When I think about Grandpa the thing that strikes me most is not so much the things he did but the feeling of being in his presence. Grandpa had an air about him that made you feel safe and loved, even if there weren’t many words exchanged. He was a man of dignity and humiity, and he seemed to carry a joyfulness and contentment with him wherever he went. To me this was expressed through his cheerful whistling.<\/p>\n When I was reflecting on what Grandpa meant to me the words of 1 Cor. 13:4-7 came to mind: “Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.”<\/p>\n I’m also going to read some thoughts from my sister, Melissa (from Cross Lake, Man.):<\/p>\n Hello everyone, I’ m sorry that I can’t be with you all to celebrate Grampa’s life and commemorate his death. I will be praying that God’s peace comforts you as you mourn. My favorite memories of Grampa include lots of games of cards and going for rides on his golf cart as a kid. When I reflect on his life I am amazed and blessed by his faithfulness to Gramma throughout over 60 years of marriage. He set an incredible example for all of us of the power of sacrificial love and commitment. I also see a healthy balance between work and rest in his life and a good reminder that one should overindulge neither in toil nor in leisure. Though it is impossible to fully measure the effect of one’s life on the world, we can see part of Grampa’s legacy in the love he demonstrated to his wife, children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. I thank God that I am one of them and that He gave me the Grampa he did. Love, Melissa<\/p>\n<\/div>\n A Tribute to Ted I was asked to make a tribute to a man I have the greatest respect and admiration for.<\/p>\n A man who was my brother-in-law who was also the best man at my own wedding.<\/p>\n To a man who was my friend, whom I worked with and played with.<\/p>\n Should be easy, so here are a few things and stories I personally remember about Ted.<\/p>\n When I was 10-11 we had a hockey game in town and Ted was our spectator. You couldn’t miss him, he had a fancy leather jacket on and he was rooting for me. Skate, Bud, Skate, he was yelling, I was very impressed. But 65 years later I’m thinking he was trying to impress my siblings.<\/p>\n Seems he was taking a shine to one of my sisters. We all know how that turned out. Diane, Judy, Connie, Teddie, Debbie, Bill and Robert.<\/p>\n I remember Ted was helping Donald one year and like now we had a water shortage. The two of them undertook the job of digging out an old spring hoping to get water. Ted was digging one afternoon by himself but when he wanted to leave, found he was unable to get out of the hole he had dug himself into.<\/p>\n He had to wait for Donald to come back and help him out. You know, Ted was the only thing we got out of that hole.<\/p>\n Ted took me on my first coyote hunt. He had a set of hounds and a fine team of horses and I will never forget that day, we even caught a couple coyotes.<\/p>\n Ted loved his horses and he had some dandies. Had a driving team call Shorty and Babe, they could almost fly. You nearly broke your neck watching them go by. He also had another team of blacks named Dot and Bell; these were heavy duty, but a great team of horses. He also had several good saddle horses.<\/p>\n Ted was always willing to move cattle or help brand, he was good help.<\/p>\n Ted and Jean helped us harvest for several years, by then they had so many kids, we didn’t have enough beds to go around.<\/p>\n I was fortunate to spend a lot of time, with Ted – besides working we played on the same hockey and baseball teams. We did a fair bit of hunting together and later when I took up golf we spent many afternoons with Ted and the group of old boys. Ted was an above average golfer and horse shoe pitcher.<\/p>\n Ted’s ball and hockey playing came to a sudden end while he was up on the roof fixing a leak. He slipped and twisted his knee badly and broke his knee cap. He never played ball or hockey again. So, the moral of this story is never fix your roof.<\/p>\n One time when I was needing a haircut desperately for some urgent occasion and not a barber in sight, Ted graciously offered to cut my hair for me, but Jean intervened saying Ted, you’ve never cut anybodies hair. Ted truthfully admitted well, no, but I’ve trimmed a lot of horses tails.<\/p>\n When asked to do this Jean suggested I not say anything bad about Ted, well I am now at that part and this is what I came up with.<\/p>\n Ted didn’t cuss or swear, I used to hear him say, well Judas Priest.<\/p>\n I never heard him talk about people or run them down.<\/p>\n I never saw Ted loose his temper, annoyed, yes, but temper no.<\/p>\n But I’m sure he did, he had 7 good reasons.<\/p>\n Ted never complained and didn’t want to put folks out.<\/p>\n Ted was faithful to his church, and his friends. But most of all to his family.<\/p>\n We will all miss this man.<\/p>\n In my eyes he was a living example.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute given at the Church Good afternoon. Firstly, I would like to take this opportunity as a family member to thank all of you on behalf of Mom and us kids for being with us today, thank you for your support, prayers and kind words, they have been much appreciated.<\/p>\n What I would like to do today is bring a small tribute to honor my dad, and share with you some of his attributes and character, and he was quite a character. He had a tremendous sense of humor and loved to bring a laugh and smile to those he was with. I recall many stories of the antics he would pull on the nurses while he was still working at the hospital or a story around a campfire with friends. I remember getting pretty upset one day when I was younger as I searched the house high and low for my rubber alligator, Dad realizing I wasn’t going to give up finally suggested I look in the cloths hamper… and sure enough there it lie in wait for wash day. Yes, a great sense of humor and mischievous as well, right from his preschool days when we hear the story that while playing with his sister Mae he stuffed her into a cream can. She went in without much trouble but getting her out was another story.<\/p>\n If you knew dad as a kind, gentle man, he was, and that is something that didn’t change when he got home. He had endless patience to see his way through any situation or task. Nothing ever seemed to frustrate him to the point of uttering a foul word. It was to mom’s frustration though that this quiet disposition and laid back personality made him very poor at arguing, or even worse, she would get upset with one of the kids and he wouldn’t say a thing, and she’d get more upset. Through all of our storytelling in the past few days, I have discovered that the girls must have been his favorite as they say they really had never seen him mad, each of us boys on the other hand confessed had at one point found the line that one does not cross. Ted crossed it one day when he was more interested in driving around than helping out with his chores, Bill got a life lesson in grade eight after a public display of unsportsmanship at the curling rink. I… got a good solid cuff on the side of the head after giving him some fourteen year old attitude. Can you imagine my shock to find out I was the only one to have received one of those cuffs on the head…well my theory is he could see what a handful those other two boys became and in his wisdom knew he better do something different with the third.<\/p>\n Dad was a very humble man and didn’t relish being in the spotlight. And modest to the point that even while there was just the two of them living at home he would still close the bathroom door when he got up in the middle of the night.<\/p>\n When asked, “What was the favorite time period in your life?” His quick response was the years on the farm. Even in these last couple of weeks his stories reflected his passion for the horses. He would never miss an opportunity to go on one of Brother Ted’s wagon rides. He would shuffle his way to the wagon with cane in hand then spring up into the seat like he was a teenager. He just loved those times, but the highlight I’m sure was the year he went to the mountains with Ted and Deb. He was nearly seventy, it had been well over 20 years since he had ridden a horse and he handled those 25 mile days as well as the younger Ted.<\/p>\n Dad had a tremendous memory, and I think we all loved to get him going telling stories of the days of thrashing crews and hunting with hounds. A few years back I took dad on an afternoon tour of the old farm sites he grew up on and the land he had farmed. He shared story upon story full of details, of who lived where and when, I intended the tour to be for my benefit not necessarily his but he returned home as excited as a kid coming from a birthday party.<\/p>\n These valuable attributes of gentleness, kindness, patience, acceptance of one’s circumstances, humor and laughter as a medicine, his demonstration of how to treat your spouse and above all his faith and the value of family are not things that he sat each of us down to teach us, these are the characteristics and virtues he displayed each day of his life, this is who dad was.<\/p>\n Thanks Dad, through your gentle ways you have left an everlasting impression on three generations of your family. We love you, and we are as proud of you, as you were of us.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Gordon Campbell It is with great sadness that the family of Gordon Campbell announces his passing on Thursday, May 28, 2009. He leaves to mourn his loss, his beloved wife, Florence, his son Robert (Peggy) Campbell, daughters Joan Engel, Heather (Abraham) van der Breggen, his grandchildren Jonathon Campbell, Stephanie (Sean) Parkinson and son Mannix, Rickee-Lee (Jeremie) Webster and Zachary Engel.<\/p>\n Gordon was born in Trochu, Alberta on August 6, 1921 to Robert (Bert) Campbell and Jean Campbell, and spent his early years on a homestead farm at Ghost Pine Creek, Alberta. In July 1931 plane rides were offered in nearby Three Hills for one cent per pound and Gordon, than a ten year old was able to cover the cost of a ride with one dollar. He spoke often about the thrill of that first ride and how it led to his lifelong love of flying.<\/p>\n It was not until he joined the Royal Canadian Air Force in 1941 that he became a pilot. Later in life he continued to fly as a hobby and for many years he couldn\u2019t drive past an airport without stopping.<\/p>\n He met the love of his life, Florence when she became a teacher at Sarcee Butte School. The vivacious, talkative Florence captured his heart and held it until the day he passed. They were married in 1942 in Yorkton, Sask.<\/p>\n Gordon joined the Alberta Wheat Pool in 1946 in Three Hills, Alberta and served as an elevator agent and field representative in various places throughout Alberta, including Sedalia, Consort, Castor, and Grande Prairie. Gordon continued to work for the Pool until retiring from the Calgary office in 1983. During retirement he volunteered at the Aerospace Museum and the Grain Museum, and met monthly with a current events group where there was vigorous discussion about a variety of topics. In recent years he spent many hours in the library reading newspapers from around the world, and researching topics of interest on the internet. Five years ago, Gordon and Florence moved to Weyburn, Saskatchewan, to be closer to family members. They were warmly embraced by the community and Gordon\u2019s life was full of activity and friends. In the weeks prior to his passing, he had purchased a tractor and spent many happy hours working on it to ensure that it would be in top working condition. He was looking forward to flying the remote controlled plane that he had received the previous week.<\/p>\n Gordon loved each of his family unconditionally and their memories of him will be cherished. He was a \u201cgentle\u201d man and will be greatly missed. A memorial service was held for Gordon on June 4, 2009 at RD Funeral Home in Weyburn, Saskatchewan. Donations in his memory can be made to the Weyburn Humane Society.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Joseph Franklin Thornton Joseph (Joe) Franklin Thornton was born on July 14, 1917 at the family farmstead, 7 miles north of Sedalia to John (Jack) and Eleanor Thornton.<\/p>\n At age 16 he worked alongside Doc Spooner to learn the veterinary trade which he utilized for many years in assisting the community cattlemen during spring time calving.<\/p>\n On September 9, 1948 Joe married Effie May Johnstone at Canwood, Sask. Joe and Effie settled in the Sedalia area and had four children \u2013 Joe, Jim, Sharon and Wayne.<\/p>\n Joe was actively involved in the community and in his church. He served on several boards and felt most fulfilled when he was helping someone. Together Joe and Effie ran the Sedalia Post Office for 42 years.<\/p>\n In 2008 Joe’s health deteriorated and he moved to the Hanna Long Term Care facility. He passed away peacefully in his sleep on June 10, 2009 at the age of 91.<\/p>\n Joe is predeceased by his father John (Jack), his mother Eleanor; his brothers, Claude (Helen) and Philip (Carol); brothers-in-law George Cook, Leonard Down and Cliff Johnstone; grandson Christopher.<\/p>\n He is lovingly remembered by his wife Effie; sons Joe, Jim, Wayne (Noelle) and daughter Sharon (Bruce); Grandchildren Sabrina, Ashley (Josh), Natasha (Andrew), Aileen, Daniel, Megan & Erin; Great grandchildren, Madison, Peyton, India & Jackson; Brothers Jerry (Myra) Thornton and Keith (Anne) Thornton; Sisters Fern Cook, Iris Johnstone, Ivy Down and Linda (Verne) Wallace.<\/p>\n The funeral service to commemorate Joe’s life took place at the Sedalia Full Gospel Church, Sedalia, Alberta on Monday, June 15, 2009 at 2:00 P.M. with Don Metz and Bill Thornton officiating. Joe’s children; Joe, Sharon and Wayne gave tributes, sharing many memories. Soloist Peter Thornton sang “When He Was On The Cross”. Soloist Lillian (Jarrett) Warren sang “The Love of God”. Julie Senkiw and Carol Ness played for the congregational hymns, “What A Day That Will Be”, “The Beautiful Garden Of Prayer” and “Wonderful Peace”. Active Pallbearers were Alex Johnstone, Phil Schwindt, Ed Thornton, Peter Thornton, Daniel Thornton, Ralph Thornton Jr., Randy Hayworth and Lloyd Hayworth. Honorary Pallbearers were “All of Joe’s Friends”. Following the service family and friends gathered at the Sedalia Community Hall for a time of visiting and reminiscing. A beautiful lunch was prepared and served by the Sedalia Community Club. Following the lunch the interment took place at the Lakeroad Cemetery, Consort, AB. In Joe’s honour, memorial contributions may be made to The Hanna Long Term Care, Box 730, Hanna, AB, T0J 1P0 or to a charity of the donor’s choice.<\/p>\n Heather Caseley of Coronation Funeral Home entrusted with the funeral arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n HENRY JOSEPH DEAGLE Henry (Harry) Joseph Deagle was born in Consort on March 28, 1918 and passed away peacefully in Langley, B.C. on June 12, 2009 at the age of 91 years. He was the son of Joe and Mary Deagle<\/p>\n He was predeceased by his wife, Esther, of forty-eight years; also four brothers, Bernard, Frank, Russel and Ernie.<\/p>\n Harry is survived by his daughter, Mary Ann (Rob), son Alan (Irene), grandchildren Kathryn (Trevor), Russell (Brenda) and his sister, Muriel Lepine in St. Albert, Alberta; also nieces and nephews, cousins and sisters-in-laws.<\/p>\n He grew up on the family farm at Consort and moved to Surrey, B.C. in 1950 and then to Cloverdale to raise his family. He worked at the Canfor plywood mill in New West- minster for 33 years.<\/p>\n Prior to his hospitalization in February, he spent the last four years happily at Magnolia Gardens in Langley.<\/p>\n The family would like to thank the staff at Marrwood and Magnolia Gardens, Dr. J. Lau, and Darlene and Ray Poitras..<\/p>\n Visitation Thursday, June 18th, 5 to 6 p.m. at Hen- derson’s in Langley. Prayers on Thursday, June 18 at 7:00 p.m. with a funeral mass on Friday, June 19 at 10:30 a.m., both at St. Joseph’s Catholic Church, Langley. The Celebrant was Father Salvador Reyes and pallbearers were Rob Egan, Trevor Murray, Gary Lepine, Russell Egan, Raymond Poitras and Jim Baker. Music by Jan and Jim Baker.<\/p>\n Family and friends gathered in the church hall for a reception following the mass.<\/p>\n Cremation has taken place. In lieu of flowers, please donate to Canuck Place Children’s Hospice.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Murray Adams George Murray Adams passed away at Coronation Hospital on Wednesday, June 24, 2009 at the age of 75 years.<\/p>\n Murray was born on July 22, 1933 at home on the farm. He attended Stella School and worked on the farm. At the age of 17, Murray moved to Calgary and worked for CP Rail shovelling coal into train cars. Murray met Jean in 1960 and they were married on November 23, 1962. They lived on the family farm and were blessed with three children: Kathleen Ann born September 21, 1963, Cynthia Marie on June 10, 1968 and Curtis Murray on February 13, 1974.<\/p>\n Murray had a great love for his family and always made sure everyone was well looked after. He loved to have a family game of cards and was known to occasionally cheat so his grandchildren could beat him. Growing up, the family went on lots of fishing and camping trips and in later years Murray and Jean got to go to B.C. where he was thrilled to catch a 45 pound salmon.<\/p>\n Murray was very meticulous about looking after things on the farm and if something needed tending to, it was looked after right now\u2026 unless there were grandkids around. He was never too busy to stop for a quick tickle, chase or wrestle.<\/p>\n Murray was predeceased by his cherished son Curtis; his sisters: Lucielle, Myrtle, May, Doreen, Adele; brothers Lorne and Kenny. He is survived by his loving wife Jean of Veteran; daughter Kathy (Greg) Wakefield; daughter Cindy (Chris) Eamer; grandchildren Jennifer (Ashley) Ellis, Trevor Wakefield, Brendon Wakefield, Amanda Eamer, Megan Eamer, Blake Eamer and Brielle Eamer; brothers Hughie (Sylvia) Adams, Vern (Ella) Adams; sisters Wilda (Glen) McKay and Carol Carl; numerous nieces, nephews, other relatives and many friends.<\/p>\n Funeral services were held at the Veteran Full Gospel Church, Veteran, Alberta on Tuesday, June 30, 2009 with Pastor Darrell Durksen officiating. Musicians Pat Durksen and Carolyn Devereux played for the congregational hymns. Cindy Eamer and Hughie Adams gave loving tributes to Murray. Marilyn Long sang “Could I Have This Dance.” Interment took place at Veteran Cemetery with Pallbearers being Davey Vetter, Floyd Vetter, Terry Schetzsle, Mel Heistad, Cliff Eckman and George Glasier. A time of fellowship and a light luncheon was served at the Veteran Community Hall by the Veteran Full Gospel Ladies.<\/p>\n Memorial donations may be made to Coronation Health Care Foundation – Home Away From Home Room, or to the charity of the donor’s choice.<\/p>\n Parkview Funeral Chapels & Crematorium entrusted with the care and arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute I am self proclaimed “Daddy’s Girl” so I’m probably going to come across sounding like a kid on the playground, “My Dad can do anything!”, but I truly think he could. Countless times Mom would decide she wanted a room built on here or a wall pushed out there and Dad would just do it. Uncle Hughie would say, “You didn’t have blueprints or plans?” but Dad would just figure it out in his head and build it. Cupboards for Kathy, a lazy susan for me, bunk beds, headboards, a Quonset, it didn’t matter, Dad could do it. When something needed done, it got done now. Dad never did anything halfway. It was done right and done right the first time. We always joked that he spoiled his cows so much that instead of “mooing”, they said “Muuuray”. And it didn’t only apply to his farm or his animals. It was the way he loved his wife, his kids and his grandkids. Long past the time most couples had settled into a “comfortable routine” my parents were still embarrassing us kids with public displays of affection. I remember bringing my friend home from college and walking in on Mom and Dad kissing in the kitchen. A typical teenager I was mortified, “Oh gross! Mom! Dad! Could you NOT do that!”, but my friend Suzy was amazed, “Wow! Your Mom and Dad still kiss!”<\/p>\n Dad was never too busy for us kids or his grandkids. I remember one winter I had stopped at home in the morning for a visit. Dad was out doing chores, and it was very cold out, so he had many clothes on for the weather. He had come in to get cat food or something from Mom and before you knew it he was down on the floor with Blake, wrestling, tickling, and chasing in his full winter gear. By the time he got back up to finish the chores, he was drenched! But it didn’t matter, he was laughing just as hard as the kids were.<\/p>\n Dad loved to laugh and joke. A simple chore like doing dishes could turn into a full blown water fight. Only you never wanted to say “You wouldn’t dare” to Dad. That pretty much meant you were guaranteed a trip into the horse trough”..I think both Vonnie and Ruby had experiences with that. One time we were camping with my Grandma and Grandpa in the mountains. Somehow Dad and I started fooling around and before you knew it I ended up in a very frigid mountain stream. As if that wasn’t bad enough” Grandpa said, “Oh darn, I wanted a picture of that”. So’.Dad picked me up kicking and screaming, and in I went again.<\/p>\n One of the things we used to love to do as kids was ride behind the feed tractor in the winter on our toboggans. Dad would hook a rope onto the back of the tractor and pull us from the house, down the road to the stack yard. Then when Dad was feeding cows, Kathy, Curtis and I would climb on top of the big stacks of hay, jumping from stack to stack. It wasn’t until I was older I learned that it’s not exactly good for the stacks if you do that. It causes snow to settle in the hollow spots we created when we jumped, but Dad let us do it anyways.<\/p>\n When Mom was working for Cliff, Dad babysat Megan for me when Amanda was at school. Megan is a bit of a fussy eater even now, and at the time she was four and going through a phase where the only thing she would eat without complaint was Pogo Sticks and Kraft Dinner. Now Dad doesn’t like hot dogs’ but every day he kept Megan, he ate Pogo Sticks and Kraft Dinner for lunch.<\/p>\n He always thought of us first, right until the end. Dad was worrying about Mom, and us kids, and his grandkids, even in the hospital. He loved us all and we love him.We’ll miss you Dad.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n A Tribute to My Brother Shortly after Murray’s passing, Kathy, Cindy and her family asked if I would like to say anything on behalf of my brother. I would like to thank them for this honour, for Murray was far more than just a brother to me.<\/p>\n My first recollection of Murray, since there was twelve years of age separating us, is in early childhood when he used to read to me. This was just the start of the many things he would teach me throughout the years. Shortly after I started school, I can remember working with Murray on the farm. I would be driving the old farmall tractor pulling the binder, which Murray was riding on, and he would holler for me to stop the tractor. If it was on an uphill slope, I did not have the strength to hold both the clutch and the brake in so I had to shut the tractor off real quick just to hold it.<\/p>\n I was about 10 or 11 when Murray came back from the city to take over the farm. At that point we were the only ones home to get the farming done since both Ken and Lorne were in the air force. We had a lot of fun times doing the haying with just horses in those days and milking cows by hand.<\/p>\n Murray taught me to drive at a very early age, but he had a motive. I think he got tired of driving me to basketball practice. I know it was long before I could even apply for a license; he would let me take the pick-up to town by myself. At that time there was a town policeman called Dave Lindermann, who just happened to be our brother-in-law. I said, “What will I do if he sees me?” Murray said, “Don’t worry, I’ll talk to him.”<\/p>\n After I turned 14, I got my learner’s license and I think I was still doing a lot of driving. It was at this point when I saw a big change in Murray”s life for he met a girl called Jean Conway. I remember probably one of my first dates we double dated at this dance in Loyalist and I couldn’t believe it – I ended up driving again since he had to tell Jean something in the back seat. I don’t know what you all said that night but it must have been good since about a year later you asked me to stand up for you as best man at your wedding. You must have whispered a few more good things in her ear over the next forty-eight years since she kept by your bedside for the last 2 months asking for a miracle.<\/p>\n All jokes aside, I can definitely see why she would want to keep you around for as long as possible. Murray, you always did everything in your power to make things good for everyone around you. I would especially like to thank you for leaving Jean with two loving caring daughters, Kathy and Cindy, two great son-in-laws, and seven incredible grandchildren as well as fond memories of a very special son.<\/p>\n In closing I would only change one thing in our lifetime, Murray. It seemed you made me do a lot of driving over the years. Even when you would come to the city you asked me drive you and Jean around. I remembered once you received a ticket in the mail for speeding in the city. I probably should have paid that fifty-dollar ticket.<\/p>\n You were always there for me Murray; no matter what age I was – even in my late teens. I can remember waking you up late at night and asking about something. I only hope I was there when you needed me even when it didn’t mean driving. And by the way, I loved doing the driving. Not only did it mean I got to spend time with you, but it was the least I could do to thank you for being a great brother and a great friend.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n DONNA MAY PEARCE Donna May Pearce (nee Wraight) passed away on Friday, June 26, 2009 at Ab- botsford, B.C. at the age of 69 years.<\/p>\n She was born at Consort July 29, 1939.<\/p>\n She leaves her three girls, Cindy (Doug), Marcy (Dave) and Stacey and the shining lights in her life, her grandchildren, Jeffrey, Christopher, Cory, Cody, Deana. Loren and Nicklaus. Donna also leaves her sisters, Leona, Linda, May, Doris, Phyllis and Margaret; her brothers, Tom in B.C. and Tom in Alberta, her brother-in-law, Don and her sister-in-law Maureen at Veteran, nieces and nephews as well as many close friends and neighbors. She was predeceased by her parents, Walter and Alice Wraight.<\/p>\n There was no service by request. Memorial donations may be made to the Canadian Cancer Society.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n James (Jim) Quinlan James (Jim) Quinlan of Calgary passed away on July 8, 2009 at the age of 81 years.<\/p>\n Jim will be lovingly remembered by his wife Claire, his son Pat (Renae) Quinlan, grandchildren: Alyx, Zachary, Joshua, Patrick, and Jacob. He will also be remembered by his two sisters; Francis (George) Terry, Kay Rennich, his sister-in-law Eileen Quinlan, and his many nieces, nephews, in-laws and outlaws. He was predeceased by his father and mother Ed and Margaret Quinlan, brother Joe Quinlan, step-son Denis Michaud, and granddaughter Sara Michaud.<\/p>\n Prayers and tributes were given at St. Luke’s Catholic Church (corner of Northmount Drive and Northland Drive NW, Calgary, Alberta) on Monday, July 13, 2009 at 7:00 p.m. Funeral Mass was celebrated at St. Luke’s Catholic Church on Tuesday, July 14, 2009 at 10:30 a.m. with the Rev. Alfredo Pereira, Presider.<\/p>\n Condolences may be forwarded to the family through www.commemorative services.ca.<\/p>\n If friends so desire, memorial tributes may be made directly to the Alberta Children’s Hospital, 2888 Shaganappi Trail N.W., Calgary, Alberta,T3B 6A8 (Telephone 1-403-955-7211).<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Alice Mary Robbins (Dec. 6, 1925 – June 30, 2009) Mary Robbins was born to Alice and George Brown at Altario, Alberta on December 6th, 1925. Mary passed away at Boyle hospital on June 30, 2009 after a lengthy illness.<\/p>\n Mary and Allen spent many years in the Kirriemuir\/Altario area. In 1967, Mary, Allen and family moved to their farm near Flatbush, Alberta. They resided there until ill health made it necessary for them to move to the lodge in Boyle, Alberta.<\/p>\n Mary was predeceased by Allen in 2006, son Tom in 1969 and grandson Justin in 2003.<\/p>\n She leaves to mourn her loss, daughter June (Ed) Beier of Stettler, daughter Debra (Wayne) Sieben of Flatbush, son Delver (Trina) of Flatbush along with her grandchildren, great grandchildren and great-great grandchildren. Also left to mourn are numerous nieces, nephews, sister-in-law Bernece Mouly and many friends.<\/p>\n Cremation has taken place as Mary requested and a private family service will be held at a later date.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Mary Alice Barrack (Nov. 24, 1918-July 7, 2009) Mary Alice (Doolan) Barrack, 90, died July 7, 2009.<\/p>\n Born in Castor, Alberta on November 24, 1918, Mary was the eldest daughter of Jack and Bessie Doolan. She grew up on a farm west of New Brigden with many fond memories of attending the country school. Mary fondly remembered playing softball and tennis in her youth. She often pointed out her broken fingers as proof of her skill at softball when telling stories of her younger days to family.<\/p>\n In 1938, Mary worked side by side with her Uncle Jim at the Naco store and Post Office, making many lifelong friends. Two years later, in 1940, Mary attended Olds Agricultural School taking courses in Home Economics.<\/p>\n Mary spoke often of attending box socials, with a full dance card and a line-up of the young men in the community. She was always fond of dancing, loved the music, and always had a partner waiting to spin her around the floor.<\/p>\n In 1944, Mary married Lewis Barrack of Cereal, Alberta. They settled on the Barrack family farm, which was her home for over 60 years. Mary’s caring personality and generous spirit made her a welcome addition to the Barrack family. She was always available and happy to help whenever she was called upon.<\/p>\n Mary’s hospitality was second to none. Family, friends, goose hunters, and even salesman were always welcomed in her home. Many chocolate cakes were whipped up at a moment’s notice for company or grandchildren’s birthdays. Mary was also famous with her family for her delicious pies, fresh buns, and fried chicken. Often people wondered how she could butcher chickens all morning and fry them up for lunch, but she claimed it only made sense as it was the easiest thing to prepare quickly for her large family.<\/p>\n Mary and Lewis had seven children born to them, unfortunately they lost two boys as infants. Sadly, Lewis passed away in 1968.<\/p>\n Mary and George Barrack married in 1971. Mary often commented how lucky she was to marry someone she considered her best friend, first Lewis, and then George.<\/p>\n Over the years, the family had many gatherings for birthdays, Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter, New Year\u2019s and any other occasion that called for a get-together! Mary always enjoyed having the whole family together at her home and was happiest when we were all together and she was hosting a big dinner.<\/p>\n As the grandchildren started to arrive, Mary was a much loved Grandma, baking johnnycake and cookies for the kids, and always available for a heart to heart chat as they grew up. Mary was kept busy loving her ten grandchildren, and they all have many cherished memories. Mary was also thrilled to be able to spend time with her fourteen great-grandchildren and they loved their Great-Grandma!<\/p>\n Mary made friends easily and one of her gifts was keeping in touch with friends no matter where life took them. Her children remember that no matter where Mary went, it was not unusual for her to run into an old friend and stop to chat on the street or in the stores. She always had time for people, and was blessed to see the best in people. She felt gossip was a waste of time and she instilled this value in her family.<\/p>\n Through the ups and downs of life, Mary’s positive attitude remained strong and true. With her belief in the Lord, she pushed forward when faced with difficulties and gained comfort and strength from helping others. She often said that things happen for a reason and the good Lord only deals out what He thinks you can handle. She also believed that all the little dents in the road throughout our life only make us stronger.<\/p>\n Mary has been a caregiver her entire life. She always gave of herself, helping whoever and whenever it was needed. Her selflessness made her a treasured parent, partner, and friend.<\/p>\n Mary and George moved off the farm to their condo in Oyen in 2002. They enjoyed having family and friends stop by for a coffee or a visit. Mary enjoyed her years at the condo, and particularly cherished the large family gatherings that Mary continued to host with skill and pride.<\/p>\n Just one year ago Mary moved into the Lodge and immediately became a part of the family group there. She was pleased to have the opportunity to make new friends and rekindle old friendships. Mary had nothing but praise for all the staff and was so appreciative of their kindness and care. She often spoke of how wonderful it was to have her brother Bill residing down the hall. They have always shared a special closeness as brother and sister, and were often seen together, uptown, at the Farmers Market, and just last week at the Canada Day celebration.<\/p>\n Mary enjoyed a visit with her sister Pat & brother-in-law Ted, her lifelong friend Olive, and a night with her three girls at Marylou and Grant\u2019s house in Calgary just last weekend. She was full of energy and in great spirits all weekend, making more wonderful memories with her daughters, sister and friend.<\/p>\n Mary was a wonderful lady, she loved her friends, her family meant everything to her, and in return she meant everything to her family. She will be missed.<\/p>\n Mary was predeceased by her parents John and Bessie; husband Lewis, 1968; husband George, 2005; brother Jim, 1986; infant son James Lewis, 1945; infant son Stuart Duncan, 1955.<\/p>\n She leaves to cherish her memory her loving family: children Linda Morrison, Randy (Sharon) Barrack, Bill (Joanne) Barrack, Allison (Dale) Stammers, and Marylou (Grant) Marshall; brother Bill Doolan; sister Pat (Ted) Bailie; sister-in-law Eleanor Doolan; grandchildren Kim (Greg) Wilson, Karma (Scott) Snell, Ryan (Carmen) Barrack, Chandra (Kevin) Vig, Jennifer Barrack, Tricia (Troy) Anderson, Jeff (Krista) Stammers, Andrea (Garret) Thornton, Kyle Stammers and Kelsey Stammers; and 14 great grandchildren and one more on the way.<\/p>\n Prayer Vigil Service was held Monday, July 13, and Mass of Christian Burial was held Tuesday, July 14, at the Sacred Heart Roman Catholic Church. Delores Skappak and Bonnie Burke officiated at the Prayer Vigil Service, with Doreen Holdsworth as pianist. Officiating Clergy at the Mass was Rev. Fr. Ian Gagne with Gerry Getz as organist. A tribute was given by Andrea Thornton and Chandra Vig. Readers were Tricia Andersen and Jennifer Barrack. Pallbearers were Mary\u2019s grandchildren: Kim Wilson, Karma Snell, Ryan Barrack, Chandra Vig, Jennifer Barrack, Tricia Andersen, Andrea Thornton, Jeff Stammers, Kyle Stammers, and Kelsey Stammers.<\/p>\n Following the funeral service, family and friends were invited to a luncheon hosted by the Cereal, Oyen & Sedalia Community Clubs in the Oyen Royal Canadian Legion Hall.<\/p>\n Memorial tributes may be directed to the Oyen & District Health Care Foundation, Box 150, Oyen, Alberta, T0J 2J0.<\/p>\n MacLean’s Funeral Home of Oyen in care of arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Joseph & Loretta Laycock Nov.15, 1921 – July 5, 2009 – Jan. 19, 1924 – April 14, 2005<\/p>\n Joe passed away July 5, 2009 at the Oyen Hospital Extended Care with his grandson at his bedside.<\/p>\n Joe was born at home near Esther, Alberta, the youngest of six children. He attended St. Julian School except for a couple of years during the thirties when the Laycock family moved to Bluffton, Alberta. The family moved back to the homestead about one and a half miles north east of St. Julian in 1936. Sadly, in 1936 Joe\u2019s father died of pneumonia and at the age of fifteen, he was forced to take over the task of farming the family farm.<\/p>\n Loretta was born on January 19, 1924 near Leader, Saskatchewan, the oldest of 13 children in her family, and passed away on April 14, 2005. In 1929, her family moved from Leader to south of Alsask and she started school at Lloyd George. In 1936 they moved north west of Sibbald. She then attended the University School.<\/p>\n Joe met Loretta Wenzel at a Christmas Concert at the University School in 1941. They were married February 18, 1943 and their only child, Allen was born February 19, 1944.<\/p>\n Together for more than 62 years, they lived their married life on the farm; first on the Laycock homestead one and a half miles northeast of St. Julien School, and since 1943, three quarters of a mile south of St. Julien. During that time they worked together raising their son, developing and expanding their land holdings and raising purebred Hereford cattle. They were both very active in community affairs, curling and in more recent years, disking.<\/p>\n In the 1950’s they were active supporters in the building of a curling rink and a new community hall in Esther. Loretta was one of the founding members of the Esther Ladies Community Club and Joe became in involved in the leadership of the local 4-H club. He was actively involved in the 4-H in one form or another for about 40 years. In 2009 it was the first year in many decades that he was not an order buyer at the local district 4-H sale.<\/p>\n During their lives together they were generous supporters of various community projects and charities, in particular with the Alberta Children\u2019s Hospital to support and develop children’s play therapy. Also, a scholarship fund was set up for post secondary education for Hanna District 4-H members.<\/p>\n Together, Joe and Loretta traveled in their motor home throughout most of North America, from the Gulf Coast of Texas and Southern California to the south, to Inuvik, Northwest Territories and Alaska in the north, as well as from Indiana to the east, and to Vancouver in the west. From the mid 1960’s to 2004 they made annual winter excursions to Nevada and Arizona.<\/p>\n Throughout their lives together, friends and family were always a big part of Joe and Loretta’s life. They always enjoyed taking time to celebrate and play, but, when it was time to work, they put forth all their energy towards the successful results of that work. They lived their lives as they believed, and succeeded.<\/p>\n Joe is survived by son Allen (Marguerite); grandchildren Tanya Schnell, Vaughn (Kathy) Laycock; great grandchildren Darian Schnell and Ila, Anna and Carter Laycock.<\/p>\n Joe was predeceased by beloved wife Loretta; his parents Harry and Emile Laycock; brother Charles; and sisters Mary, Ellen, Ada and Hilda.<\/p>\n Funeral Service was held Monday, July 13, at the Oyen Seniors Recreation Center in Oyen, Alberta. Officiating Clergy was Bonnie Burke with Marvel Jorgenson as organist. Allen Laycock, Vaughn Laycock, and Maxine Westerlund were the eulogists. Ralph Jorgenson sang “One Day at a Time” and Robbie Shields sang “Poor Poor Farmer.” Special music was provided by Michael & Marie Kulyk. The hymn was Amazing Grace.<\/p>\n Memorial tributes may be directed to the Alberta Children’s Hospital, #300 – 1021, 10th Avenue S.W., Calgary, Alberta, T2R 0B7.<\/p>\n Following the funeral service, family and friends were invited to a luncheon hosted by the Esther Community Club in the Oyen Seniors Recreation Center.<\/p>\n MacLean’s Funeral Home of Oyen in care of arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Mary Arthur (Oct. 16, 1926 – July 15, 2009) LIFE HISTORY OF MARIA (MARY) LILLIAN ARTHUR<\/b><\/p>\n Mary was born October 16, 1926 at Naco, Alberta, daughter of Andrew and Minnie Smith. After finishing school Mary went to work in Olds. On October 30, 1949 Mary married George Arthur and they resided on a ranch north of Consort. Mary was a busy housewife, with gardening, baking, canning, feeding chickens, and taking care of her cats and a dog named Buttons.<\/p>\n In 1976 Mary and George retired to Consort and spent some time traveling to North Dakota, Mexico and Ontario visiting friends and relatives.<\/p>\n Mary loved to have family and friends over to her house, the door was always open. She loved to play cards and treat her opponents to her homemade goodies. Mary kept a very clean house with never a dirty dish left in the sink at bedtime. She would spend hours in her garden tending to her favorite flower, the geranium. She was one of the special people who loved to weed. She canned, preserved fruit and made the very best pies. Her pie rack was always full. She loved to can pickles and she said a meal was never complete without a pickle. When you ate a meal at her house she would tell you, “Clean your plate and it will be a nice day tomorrow.” She loved her peppermints and favorite treats. Ice cream was one of her favorite treats. She could always be seen at the trailer window tending to geraniums and house plants, and greeting you with her big smile and her shinning eyes. Her coffee pot was always full and she always drank out of a special cup with her name on it.<\/p>\n Mary loved music, singing and dancing. Old country and gospel were her favorite tunes. She attended the Knox United Church services and functions on a regular basis. She love to quilt, mend clothes and embroidery. She would recycle polyester and pants to create a design on a frame, made by her brother Art. She loved to mend everyone’s clothes, sewing on buttons and patching blue jeans, always a busy lady. She crocheted so many afghans that we lost count. She loved to go to bingo, farmers markets and community events. Mary never came home empty handed as she loved to shop. She always had a camera in hand and was a real shutterbug.<\/p>\n In 1976 grandchildren started to arrive, first was Melinda and then came Tom, Amanda, Angela and Lance. She loved to spend time with her grandchildren and spoil them with love and special baked goodies.<\/p>\n Mary lived quite a few years at the Consort Senior Lodge, and loved to visit her friends and family. When musical entertainment was performed she would get up and dance. She played many games of cards, attended church services, and loved to go on the senior’s bus for day trips. She continued to grow and take care of flowers at the lodge. She was always calling her friends on the phone and wrote many letters and cards, keeping in touch with everyone.<\/p>\n On February 3, 2004, Mary moved to the Vegreville Manor to be closer to family. She made many new friends and continued to take care of her flowers, go to bingos, bus trips and shopping. She was a crafty lady and would spend hours in the craft room. She enjoyed scrap booking, cutting jokes and recipes out of newspapers and magazines. Mary enjoyed having her family to the manor for special family events.<\/p>\n She enjoyed watching Oiler hockey games, Toronto Blue Jays baseball and curling. She watched the World Junior Hockey tournament, Sweden against Canada and could never decide which team to cheer for, but somehow her team always won.<\/p>\n Her greatest wish was fulfilled last year when her first two great grandchildren were born, Ethan and Brody. Her eyes just lit up when she saw them, arms open wide when they visited her. She said she was finally a GG (great-grandmother).<\/p>\n During her final days, Mary was still doing her word searches, listening to her country music and playing cards with her family. Her heart may have been weak, but her spirit was very willing.<\/p>\n Mary Arthur passed away peacefully at the St. Joseph’s General Hospital in Vegreville with family present on Wednesday, July 15, 2009 at the age of 82 years. In heaven God has a new tender of his garden. We know that the flowers will bloom more beautiful under her care – “No weeds in Heaven.” Her final words were “love you” and “hallelujah” as she went to sleep.<\/p>\n Predeceased by her parents Andrew and Minnie, husband George, infant daughter Alice, one sister Annie, four brothers Art, Louie, Gus, Herbert. Mary is survived by one daughter, Sylvia (Albert) Deacon, two sons Bill (Louise) Arthur, Ken (Lila) Arthur, six grandchildren Melinda, Amanda, Lance (Cherie), Tom (Meghan), Angela (Steve) and Frank, two great grandchildren Ethan Deacon and Brody Arthur, one brother Lennart, sisters-in-law Evelyn Smith and Evelyn Robinson, brother-in-law Clayton Houseworth as well as numerous nieces, nephews.<\/p>\n Funeral services were held at Knox United Church, Consort, Alberta on Monday, July 20, 2009 with Rev. Stephen Shantz officiating. Robbie Knight played for the congregational hymns as the Knox United Church Choir led the singing. Bonnie Sansregret gave the tribute. Mary was laid to rest at Lakeroad Cemetery with members of her loving family serving as pallbearers.<\/p>\n Family and friends gathered at the lower hall of the church for a time of fellowship and refreshments prepared and served by the Knox U.C.W. If desired, memorial donations may be made to the Alberta Heart and Stroke Foundation.<\/p>\n Parkview Funeral Chapels and Crematorium entrusted with the care and arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Tribute by Bonnie Sansregret I’d like to thank Mary’s family for giving me the privilege and honour to read the eulogy they have complied. But first I’d like to add a few words.<\/p>\n Mary grew up 3 miles south of where I live so I’ve known her all my life.<\/p>\n Mary started her school years across from her parents place at Bennett school in 1933. (The Bennett schools were bunkhouses moved in then named after RB Bennett the PM during most of the depression). This school later was moved and another school moved in called Sounding Valley. In those days there were lots of unexpected blizzards and pupils and the teacher would all have to stay at Marys parents until the blizzard blew over. That must have been a houseful indeed and lots of fun. Mary continued her studies at Sounding Valley until 1943 when the school closed and she went to school in Consort. My mother taught Mary for 5 years in Sounding Valley and they began a wonderful friendship that lasted all their lives. The things that stand out in my mind about Mary was of course her love of cards (which I\u2019m sure she learned at Pa Smith’s knee), her dislike of heights, her beautiful handwriting, her jolly and quick sense of humour and especially her endearing care and concern for all her old friends.<\/p>\n (The eulogy is included in the life history.)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Elizabeth Anne (Betty) Wiechnik (Aug. 7, 1947 – Aug. 10, 2009) Elizabeth Anne Wiechnik was born in Consort, Alberta on August 7, 1947, the daughter of Ed and Catherine Wiechnik.<\/p>\n She lived at home on the farm south of Monitor. She was the big sister to Jim, Brenda and Rob. When she was little, Betty loved to get dressed up and have her hair curled. When Mom would make her a new dress she would try it on and show Dad, twirling around the room and happily exclaiming, “Pretty! Pretty!”<\/p>\n She always loved to listen to music and her favourite song was, “You Are My Sunshine”. Together with Mom, she would sing, “On Top of Old Smoky”, each of them doing a line of the song in turn. When someone sang to her, it would make her so happy that tears would roll down her cheeks.<\/p>\n She loved to go for rides in the car. The air conditioning in those days was the roll-down-your-window type which made it very convenient for her to throw out the things she didn’t like, especially her shoes. How she hated wearing shoes!<\/p>\n She was not able to attend school as there were no programs for Downs Syndrome children at that time. However, when she was thirteen years old, she went to live at the Mitchner Centre in Red Deer. While she was there, she did have the benefit of programs for handicapped children. Betty never liked being in large groups of people.<\/p>\n On February 4, 1992, she became part of another loving family when she moved to the Youngstown Home. She was happy to have her own room and enjoyed many outings with the staff at the Home. She loved them dearly.<\/p>\n Betty\u2019s family would like to thank the staff for all the kindnesses they showed to her while she was in Youngstown. They truly treated her like a family member. We appreciate Linda and Sharon for their vigil at the hospital, and to those who visited her during her short stay there. Thanks to Champ and Wyatt for singing to Betty, as she has always loved small children. Thank you to Linda, Marie and Sarah for the numerous times you brought Betty to visit.<\/p>\n Betty was predeceased by her father Ed; her brothers Donnie and Robbie; and her infant niece Amy Elizabeth.<\/p>\n She will be missed by her mother Catherine; her brother Jim (Patricia) along with their children Kristy, Stephanie, Danica and Mark. She will also be missed by her sister Brenda (Rick) and their children Nick, Megan and Jon.<\/p>\n Funeral Service was held Friday, August 14, at the Youngstown Home Chapel in Youngstown, Alberta with Robbie Shields officiating. Sandra Ford was the organist. Brenda Deleff, Linda Laughlin, and Sarah Verbeek gave a eulogy. Soloist was Robbie Shields and special music was “I Will Remember You” by Sarah McLaughlin. Hymns were “Beyond the Sunset”, “This Little Light of Mine” and “You Are My Sunshine.” Honorary Pallbearers were all the Staff at the Youngstown Home and especially Linda Laughlin, Sarah Verbeek, Sharon Prost and Sam Laughlin.<\/p>\n Memorials tributes may be directed to a charity of the donor’s choice.<\/p>\n Following the funeral service, family and friends were invited to a luncheon hosted by the Youngstown Home Staff in the Youngstown Home Cafeteria.<\/p>\n MacLean’s Funeral Home of Oyen in care of arrangements.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Rose Barbra Baier (Aug. 19, 1918 ~ Aug. 16, 2009)
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\nLove bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.
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\nA Person Remains A Person Until the End
\nEven the last day of her life,
\nWe could look into her eyes,
\nThe window to her soul, And see who was really there.
\nThe mother, the Grandma, the woman
\nThat she had previously been.
\nThe life, the love, the laughter
\nThat she had shared with us
\nA long time ago. Before Alzheimer’s Disease Slowly stole her from us, Made her less than she was.
\nLife goes on for others; Years and years pass by Losing more abilities and conscious thoughts.
\nShe may not have recognized her children,
\nYet responded to their voice.
\nBut she still remembered LOVE.
\nWe mourned her passing,
\nBit by bit, over many years.
\nShe was not the woman we once knew,
\nYet a person still remained.
\nWe loved her,
\nremembering the past,
\nAnd pay tribute to her now.
\nWe remember her now,
\nFor the way that she once was;
\nA wise and caring person
\nWho liked to have some fun.
\nShe liked to listen, she gave of herself.
\nAnd that is why,
\nwe remember her now.
\nFor we remember, each of us,
\nWith individual and private thoughts,
\nWhat it was,
\nThat she was..,
\nTo us.<\/p>\n
\nSympathies may be forwarded to the family by signing the guestbook at www.parkviewfuneral home.com
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\n<\/b>One special trait that we saw within Grandma was her ability to Humm when she was busy or if she became upset over something……. although now that I think of it the humming may have got louder and longer when Mum was around Grandma!…..but, truthfully, we never, ever heard a harsh word!!!! The humming was NEVER apparent when it was time to leave… as Grandma had the ability to let it go!!!!<\/p>\n
\nGrandma’s Legacy
\n<\/b>Grandma’s legacy and inner strength will be carried forward to the generations to come. Currently, there are four generations – her children Bob and Ann, grandchildren Kevin, James, Lorie, Kristen, Kelsey, and Kennan, and now her great granddaughter Ruth and soon to be great grandchild of Lorie and Blaine.<\/p>\n
\nPsalm 103:17
\n<\/b>But the mercy and loving-kindness of the Lord are from everlasting to everlasting upon those who reverently and worshipfully fear Him, and His righteousness is to their children’s children<\/p>\n
\n(October 22, 1918 – March 16, 2009)
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\nby Elsie Nydokus
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\n<\/i><\/b>By Sadie Caseley
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\nby Jody McCormack
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\nJuly 27, 1922 ~ April 9, 2009
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\nI know a millionaire who’s burdened down with care;
\nA load is on his mind.
\nHe’s thinking of the day when he must pass away
\nand leave his wealth behind.
\nI haven’t any gold to leave when I grow old,
\nsomehow it passed me by.
\nI’m very poor but still I’ll leave a precious will
\nwhen I must say goodbye.
\nI’ll leave the sunshine to the flowers;
\nI’ll leave the spring-time to the trees;
\nAnd to the old folks I’ll leave the mem’ries
\nof a baby upon their knees.
\nI’ll leave the night-time to the dreamers;
\nI’ll leave the song-birds to the blind;
\nI’ll leave the moon above to those in love,
\nwhen I leave the world behind.<\/p>\n
\n(Feb. 22, 1941 – April 19, 2009)
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\nLarry Lewsaw
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\nMom touched the lives of many and was tireless in her giving of herself to others. She cared for all.
\nShe was a pillar of strength for all that knew her and was always there when we needed her the most.
\nShe was a spiritual person of great faith who was grateful for each and every day and wasted none of them.
\nMom saw life as a gift and lived it to the fullest.
\nMom was a special gift to us all and will forever be with us in our hearts and our thoughts. The lessons she taught us will carry us through and give us strength in the difficult days ahead.
\nWhen you lose someone you love you gain an angel you know.
\nNite, nite Mom – God bless – Love you forever,<\/p>\n
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\nMy eyes can no longer see your smile,
\nYet my heart still feels its warmth
\nMy ears can no longer hear your voice,
\nYet your words of wisdom are etched into every day
\nI can no longer hold your hand,
\nYet it still guides my every step
\nWhat we see, hear, touch is only temporary
\nWhat we feel and learn and love is eternal…
\nYou are always with me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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\nThey’ll lead me safely through the night, and I’ll follow as if blind.
\nThey let me close my eyes just then, those healing hands of time.
\nSoon they’ll let me sleep again, those healing hands of time.”<\/p>\n
\n(1919 – 2009)
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\nby Darren Zinger
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\nAnd memories were a lane
\nWe’d walk right up to heaven to bring you home again
\nNo farewell words were spoken
\nNo time to say goodbye
\nYou were gone before we knew it
\nAnd only God knows why
\nOur hearts still ache in sadness and secret tears still flow
\nWhat it meant to lose you, no one will ever know
\nYou are with the angels around God’s happy throne
\nWe would have held you closer if we had known<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
\n(Judy’s son)
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\nby Chris Wiechnik
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\nRead by Jennifer Deagle
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\n\u00a9 Alexis Abraham
\nIt’s time.
\nto say goodbye.
\nI’m so upset,
\nmy mouth has gone dry.
\nSlowly I bend over,
\nand give you a kiss.
\nyour brown eyes filled with sadness,
\nthe time we spent together I will miss.
\nWhen I pull away, with this pain in my heart. I don’t want you to leave me, I don’t want to be apart.
\nSadly I know,
\nthis goodbye means forever, we have so many memories, that I will always remember.
\nThe drive back home, was the saddest I ever had. I cried so hard, I felt so bad.
\nI prayed that God, would let you stay. But eventually He took you, far away.
\nIt’s all for the best,
\nI learned to face.
\nyou are free from pain,
\nand in a better place.
\nyour memory is alive, to this day.
\nI love you so much papa even though your far away.
\nI know you look down on me,
\nand still love me with all your heart,
\na bond so strong,
\nit will never break apart.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
\n(Deb’s daughter)
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\nby Darcy Deagle
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\nby son, Robert Deagle
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\n(August 6, 1921 – May 28, 2009)
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\nby Cindy Eamer
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\nby Hugh Adams
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\n(July 29, 1939 – June 26, 2009)
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