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Albert Obst
Albert Obst of Bengough passed away peacefully on Sunday, Dec. 27 with his family at his side as his Christmas clock chimed out "Joy to the World". Dad was 99 1/2 years old when he joined his Lord, his Merle, his Garnie and all the others who had gone before. He was where he wanted to be, in his room in the town and with the people of Bengough, and especially with the staff at the Bengough Health Center who had been so caring over the past three years. He only recently had to give up his total independence. It was the way he would have wished it to be. The funeral service was held at Bengough Knox United Church on Thurs., Dec. 31 with Rev. Sylvia Fitzgerald officiating. The Bengough Community Choir was accompanied capably by organist, Judy Kozman. Hymns were "Nearer my God to Thee" and "Beyond the Sunset." Honorary bearers were his grandchildren - Garnet, Jim, Patrick, Cary, Danika, Jody, Derek, Curt, Kimberly, and Tania. Urn bearers were 'his boys' - Jim, Gary, and Wayne. Ab's three daughters - Ronna, Jo-Anne, and Patti, gave the Eulogy. Interment to follow at a later date at Yellow Grass Cemetery. Donations in memory of Ab can be made to the Bengough Health Centre and arrangements entrusted to Ross Funeral Service, Assiniboia. Over the past months Ab's family have written letters to him sharing their stories, memories, and pictures. Excerpts from these letters were shared in his Eulogy. We would like to share some of these fond memories of our Dad/Grandpa/Great grandpa. Dad was born on the Glenavon family farm on June 9, 1910. At eight years of age, he walked across the prairie to a new homestead in Yellow Grass while his Dad, his Uncle Gus and his brother Frank, each drove a team and wagon carrying their possessions and Gramma with five year old Carl. When Dad was a teenager in the 1920's he worked the land and hunted with his Dad and brothers and helped to build the new house. They kept afloat with hard work and ingenuity in the 1930's. In 1938 Dad was hired as a Pool elevator agent at Brightmore. Curt recalled his stories about Brightmore - riding the Flyer to Weyburn for a quarter and how he and Gramma only lived a mile apart. He married Mom, Merle Ferris, on Feb. 7, 1940. Mom and Dad spent 64 wonderful years as husband and wife, living in Yellow Grass, Bures and Bengough. They had four children - Ronna, Garnie, Jo-Anne, and Patti. Garnie, the second born, died at a year and a half of spinal meningitis. In his letter to Dad, Ronna's husband, Jim, reminded us of all that Dad experienced in his lifetime. He walked across the prairie at eight years of age; he lived through the dirty 30's; he watched his brothers go to war; he witnessed the advent of television and computers; he watched a man golf on the moon. He learned to use TV remotes and portable phones. He would exclaim when talking to any of us by phone from across the country or halfway round the world, "It's like you're sitting right beside me!" He readily accepted our stories that we could talk face to face with Patrick from his computer in France and it didn't cost a cent. When Jo-Anne's husband, Gary, worked in Bengough as a young mountie, he would recall Dad as a pillar in the community, willing to help in all situations - but if you needed to talk with him, you had better hurry up and walk his pace. Dad was precise - everything had to be done a certain way!! Andhe should have had a middle name - stubborn! Gary will miss the eye openers, sniff and snort golf games, walking on stilts, family get-togethers, and Dad's love of fun. He recalls, "One time we were on our way out, me in the lead. When Ab came out, as he liked to say - he cut a good loud one, then quickly ducked around the other side of the house laughing. The Whites were on their patio and when they looked over, they only saw me. Obstacle - Testicle. Gerry Coubrough and Dad's standard greeting each time they met. And a perfect example of Dad's amazing love of life. Dad was a rich man. He lived a modest life but he was a rich man. He lived his life to the fullest. He lived until he died. Ronna shares a recent story: "Two weeks ago the Health Centre held their Christmas celebration. Dad was struggling to walk even a few steps. He couldn't walk that long hallway anymore and was totally disgusted with himself for needing a wheelchair. We shared a great meal - Dad with his usual appetite for good food. Then the band started and Dad decided he wanted to dance. He stood up, took me by the hand, led me out onto the floor, and we danced, with Pat and Wayne dancing close by." Dad loved Mom dearly. Mom supported everything Dad did and waited on him hand and foot, right down to his favourite knife. He was a great one to tell stories and play jokes and Mom would just smile and say, "Oh, Ab" Mom was gentle and caring. Dad was outgoing with a booming voice. They complemented each other. On his 99th birthday, Dad said Mom was an angel, and that is how we all remember her. Patti noted that our letters to Dad really explain who Dad was and what he meant to each of us. Some thoughts from her letter to Dad were: "You were always a Dad that I could be proud of. You were firm, but fair. You truly lived by the Ten Commandments and taught me right from wrong at an early age. You taught me that if I take care of my things, they will last forever. You always took care of your family, your community and your country, your home, your yard, your appearance. Even at 99 years of age, I have seldom seen you unshaven. You taught me how to work hard, but that it was OK to play hard, too. In 2003 Danika was married and you were the life of the party. You danced most of the night. Imagine, 93 years old. Music has always been part of your life. You danced your way through the 30's and it shows. You have a marvellous voice and can harmonize with anyone. Dad was strong and determined. One sloppy, tomato soupy, spring day we were back behind the barn - me in my high rubber boots; Dad in his toe rubbers. One of our snorty cows needed help calving but refused to cooperate, so we decided we'd have to rope her to get her toward the chute. Well, we got the ropes on, but then the rodeo began. Soon she was on the run. The rope slid through my hands, and I hollered "Let her go, Dad!" Now Dad was in his 80's and likely should not have even been out there with me, but he was.and there he went, flying at the end of the rope, through the slop. Dad hung on half running and half dragging through the muck, then landed face down in the sweet smelling ooze. I was scared to death that he was really hurt as I ran to his side. He sat up, no glasses, and muttered disgustedly, "I lost my damn rubber." Oh, and by the way, the calf arrived safely. Stringer (Pat's husband, Wayne) and Dad never had a cross word with each other. They always truly enjoyed each others, company. He was the one who picked Dad up for Sunday brunches and drives to the lake. Dad loved those drives with Stringer, as they reminisced about the good old days, and how things have changed with farming practices. Dad would always say, "Just leave me at home. I am nothing but a damn nuisance!" And Stringer would always say, "Just quit your bitchin` and get in the car." Then they would enjoy the trip together. Jim called him an Old Fart. And Dad loved it. During the 40 years that he knew Dad he always felt he was treated like a son instead of a son-in-law. Jo-Anne shares: "Dad understood the importance of celebrating every day. Because of that we have literally thousands of memories to treasure forever. The family recalled many of these memories in their letters to Dad this year. In one way or another everyone mentioned Dad's big heart, his sense of humour, and his stubbornness. The letters to Dad are so fantastic that it would be easiest to read them all. This is just a sampling. I'll start with a couple of my memories first." "Remember the six years I was your right-hand man at the school and the summers we spent painting classrooms. For coffee breaks you always had a paper bag full of chocolate bars for us to choose from while we'd listen to Art Linkletter's - Kids Say the Darndest Things. I LOVED those coffee breaks!" When I was little, we had a big old yellow tom cat. He was mostly an outside cat but one time when we went away for the day, he was forgotten inside. The following Sunday when we were all dressing for church Dad discovered the cat had relieved himself - inside Dad's brown leather Sunday shoes. He was not impressed to say the least." And from the grandchildren: Jody: "The best memories I have and the ones that make me treasure grandpa the most are those from my childhood weekends at his house. We would spend an evening playing bingo around the kitchen table with grandpa hollering out the numbers. It was all very exciting. We would pick fresh vegetables from the garden, play frisbee, run around the yard, and sit in the trailer playing cards and seeing who could drink the most pic-a-pop in one gulp (which by the way there was always plenty of hiding in the basement for us). It was all a kid could ask for. He was everything and more than you could ever want in a grandpa. Derek: "Grandpa, we had many good times. I think back to when you took Curt and I hunting gophers and collecting golf balls. The drives down to the farm for chinese food suppers, letting me drive your car and then showing me how properly to get your car moving in a hurry. For being there at our horse shows, and for making our birthdays special. You are someone that speaks truth. You speak from the heart. You love to celebrate the good things in life but just as easily will openly share your disappointments, your hopes, your dreams, your failures. I thank you for your encouragement in me living for God. Some of those pieces that I hope God has placed in me from you are your sense of humour, your love for people and your family, your genuine interest in others lives, your commitment to Gramma, your love to entertain people, and the way you honoured your Dad and Mom. Patrick: "I always see a bit of Grampa when I'm trying hard to win. A bit of healthy group competitive gaming, playing rummoli, 31, rummy, or chase the ace, was fun for all of us. We played rummoli the day Grampa died and all his old tricks came out: flipping up the last card to see it before dealing it; giving someone a hard time about a drink being on the table, and counting the wrong way. It's a favourite Grampa trait in all of us." Cary: "Grandpa, I want you to know that I see a lot of your qualities repeated in your family - your energy; always being busy; your way of making those around you feel special and loved; your determination and sense of excitement. And, of course, that stubborn streak in the Obst clan. I still remember all the fun things - playing shuffleboard at the drop-in, playing cards that had been freshly corn-starched, and zipping down that enormous metal slide at the school and burning our bums on hot summer days! But, the most important memory I have of you is the dedication and devotion to Grandma in her final years. You were with her daily - not just for visits, but for hours - caring for her, tending to her and supporting her. You showed us how deeply you valued your 64+ years with grandma." Kimberly: "We had the best of times, playing snakes and ladders, Bingo and rummy; walking to get the mail together and going to the hotel together for lunch where Grampa had his own parking spot for his scooter. I remember you coming to Regina Beach for Thanksgiving and going to the Pumpkin Patch with all the family. We had such a great time with all of us together. You were so funny making jokes and making everyone laugh." Tania: "I just want you to know how much you mean to me and my family. We are so grateful to have you in our lives. You know the importance of family and togetherness. You love to tease us all and we love it. You are witty and charming, and a true gentleman. You are my hero and my inspiration. Mackenzie and Justine have a special place in each of their hearts for you. Both of them and Falon have been lucky to have you in their lives since the day they were born." Danika: Danika's love and respect for her grandpa can best be described by what she has done: Dad's grandparents, Daniel and Anna Obst, were buried at Wolseley. When Dani and Walt were married, she set her wedding bouquet on their gravestone before they left on their honeymoon. Danika and Walter respected both Daniel and Dad's brother, Danny, who was killed in WWII when they named their own son Daniel. Danika and Kimberly were both at Dad's side with the three of us when he died. Jim: "Trips to the old sand green course south of town demanded a certain protocol: Hit the basement fridge for a pic-a-pop for the kids and a beer for the adults. Be on your best behavior. Leave a contribution in the honour box at the course. Don't be late for supper! It was fun clearing a path to putt, then raking the green when we finished. Garn remembers his duck hook. I was always impressed with how Grandpa hit a ball. This led to me mimicking his loosey-goosey forward press and swing, that golf pros wanted me to change. I had to question them as my Grandpa was the best golfer I knew. On and off the golf course, Grandpa has been a wonderful and truly treasured influence on my life." Curt: Curt, too, recalls the hours and the years spent at Grandma's side, holding her hand, telling her stories and singing You are my Sunshine. "It didn't seem to matter what life threw Grampa's way; it only seemed to make him stronger and more positive. He showed such interest in our lives as children and continued to do so as we grew into adults. Not one conversation passed without him wanting to hear all about my work and how the semi is running, what I hauled and where I was hauling to. He always wanted to know how Toni and the little guy (Ryder) are doing. When it came to a great punch line, Grandpa was the KING. You can't help but laugh when a 90 year old man climbs on a Harley and jokes that he burnt his...you know what on the exhaust pipe. It truly felt like he would be around forever. You know what? He will! He will live on through all of his children and his grandchildren. There are parts of him in all of us and it shows every day in the way we show such strong love for each and every family member." Garn: "Grandpa, your love of children (especially your grandchildren), stands out as a shining example of all the fun you've given me and the feelings I have for you. You taught me how to shave at the age of five with your electric razor - you'd grab me and rub it all over my face and neck 'til I nearly wet myself with the giggles. And I'm pretty sure we wore out your knees from all of the horsey rides when we were small. We played many a frisbee game on the road in front of your house and had to be careful to only skip it off the road a few times or we'd really hear about it! We had our yearly camping trips to Kennosee with you and Gramma; you were at my ball tournaments whether they were in Regina or down in the States; and playing 500 at Auntie Pat's farm with you and your brothers was nothing but FUN!! The huge family meals in your small kitchen were always a treat. That's where I discovered my love of cottage cheese with green onions fresh out of the garden and lots of pepper, just the way Grandpa likes it! Castle Rock, my introduction to underground springs, my son Eric's glee at riding on your scooter with you, the joy on your face when Shannon and Amber danced for all of you at the care home. Shannon, too, as I'm sure all the grandchildren-in-laws do, has wonderful memories of you, and is thrilled that all of their children do, too. She knows we have a guardian angel who will dance a dance with her Mom. Garn goes on to say: "You had a BILLION dollar smile that rarely left your face. You lived for family and friends, whether it was a quick visit, a long game of cards or a huge celebration. You taught me that it's OK for an adult to act like a kid and for a man to demonstrate his love. You also taught me how to eat stinky cheese and count my Cribbage points like a hawk. You and Gramma showed me that it's the people in my life and the connections that I make with them that are truly important, and that money and stuff pales by comparison. You never commanded respect but rather earned it through friendship, compassion, love and hard work. Jo-Anne summed it up when she said: "Dad could make you laugh 'til tears rolled down your face and make you so mad you could spit! We never did better him on a pair of stilts. Dad embraced with gusto and genuine love the countless anniversaries, birthday parties, and Christmases that were such wonderful gatherings bringing the family together. He was always the perfect host. We marvelled at his ability throughout the years to grasp the enjoyment of the moment as we tried our best to keep up with him. Because of you - I love to paint and I love chocolate - I always do my best to be presentable (but I still love getting dirty!) - I marvel at the wonders of nature - I enjoy the game of golf and I enjoy the game of curling - I absolutely love climbing hills - I treasure family get-togethers. From your example we've learned what's really important in life. We feel so blessed to have loving partners, great children, the joys of grandchildren and devoted pets, and a terrific family that's always there for love and support and a good time." Each and everyone of us will be forever grateful to Dad for all he has done. One final thought: On Dec. 31 we honored Dad's life and as Dad would say:"We celebrated another soul gone to heaven". There was a Blue Moon that day, which to us means the second of two full moons in the same month. The last time this occurred on Dec. 31 was 19 years ago. Hence the saying "once in a blue moon".
Kenneth Petersen
Kenneth Petersen was born June 7, 1928 and died January 3, 2010 at the Weyburn General Hospital, Weyburn. He was predeceased by his parents Christ and Myrtle Petersen; son Keith; brothers Clifford, Elmer, Leonard, Clarence, Norman; sisters Evelyn, Norma; mother and fatherinLaw Bertha and Cornil Ulledalen; brother-in-law Vernon Lund; sisters-in-law Lorraine Petersen, Sylvia Petersen, Violet Petersen; niece Judy Petersen. He is survived by his wife of 56 years, Sophie; daughters Laurie of Weyburn; Shelley (Walter) Whitrow of Maple Creek; their children, daughter Jodi (Craig) Cochrane of Winfield, BC and their children Kegan, Madison, Kade; son Scott (Heidi) Whitrow of Maple Creek and their children Rylan, Kyra; brother Larry (June) Petersen of Regina; sister-in-law Clara Lund of Weyburn, Jean Petersen of Weyburn; brothers-in-law Leonard Ulledalen of Midale, Doug Von Hagen of Saskatoon, James Vaksdal of White Rock, BC; numerous nieces and nephews. Ken was born in Lake Alma, the sixth child of nine of Christ and Myrtle Petersen. He married Sophie Ulledalen of Lake Alma June 20, 1953. They farmed in the Sandoff district and raised three children, Shelley, Laurie and Keith. They retired in 1992 and moved into Lake Alma and resided there until April of 2006 when they moved to Weyburn. Ken was an avid farmer and enjoyed a farmer's way of life. He and Sophie were blessed with 56 years of marriage and he was a devoted husband to the end. They enjoyed their life together and shared these years with their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. This last summer in 2009, Ken was able to enjoy a wonderful weekend with his brothers and other relatives at a Petersen family reunion that took place at the home farm, and also this past Christmas, even though he was in the hospital, he was able to spend a wonderful Christmas with his immediate family, complete with the little great grandchildren, a real joy to him. Viewing was held Tuesday, January 5, 2010 at 7:00 p.m from RD Family Funeral Chapel, Weyburn. Funeral services were held at Silver Heights Bible Church, Weyburn on Wednesday, January 6 with Pastor Harley Porter and Pastor Kelly Henning officiating. Interment was held at Saran Cemetery, Lake Alma. All in attendance were considered honorary pallbearers, active pallbearers were Chris Petersen, Jason Petersen, Davin Petersen, Duane Petersen, Brent Petersen and Chris Clausen. Donations in memory of Ken may be made to the Radville and District Health Centre Foundation, Box 310, Radville, SK S0C 2G0. Arrangements were entrusted to RD Family Funeral Chapel & Crematorium, Weyburn (848-0333 ~ 1-888-848-0333). If so desired, expressions of sympathy to the family may be sent to our website at www.rdfamilymemorialchapel.com "Our family serving your family"
Eloise Froh (nee Charlton)
Eloise Froh (nee Charlton) late of Weyburn and formerly of Khedive passed away Sunday, January 3, 2010 at the age of 90 years. Eloise was predeceased by her husband John, son Bob. Brothers: Henry (Florence), Art. Sisters: Elsie (Cliff), Madge (Walter), Nel (Errett), Emily (Lloyd), Florrie. Special nieces: Edith (Jim) and Florence (Mark). Brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law: Lena (Belton) Vogeli, Nick (Mary), Joe and Peter Froh. She is survived by her daughter-in-law Margaret. Sons: Garth (Carol), Les (Brenda), Bruce. Grandchildren Hayley (Lynlee), Tia (Curtis), Todd, Dallas (Jamie), Jonathan, Nancy, Tye, Chance; Tanya (Jon) & Ian along with their mother Bev. Great grandchildren: Brodyn, Skylar, Nolan, Jory, Avarie, and Zayne. Sisters-in-law; Grace Charlton, Olga and Evelyn Froh and many nieces and nephews. Eloise was born on a farm at Milestone; the youngest of eight children of Arthur and Frances Charlton. Her father died when she was only 7 years old. After his death, Eloise spent a lot of time under the mentoring of her brother Henry, and sisters Elsie and Nel. She always felt very close to these three siblings and their families. Upon finishing school, Eloise attended Normal School in 1937-1938 where she received her interim teaching certificate. In the following years, Eloise attended summer school during the holidays, and took University courses by correspondence to obtain her permanent teaching certificate. Eloise taught at two rural schools: Emerald Hill and Weardale. In January of 1942, Eloise moved to Khedive to teach elementary school. In December of 1943, she married John Froh and started housekeeping and lived as a farmer's wife. They had four sons together. Eloise did some sub-teaching after she married, but never took up teaching permanently. Eloise always had a large garden and loved her flowers. She was a great cook! All of her boys and her grandchildren have their recipe favorites of hers. While her boys were growing up, Eloise was active in the community through school boards, hospital boards and UCW. She loved reading, listening to old time music and quilting with the Khedive ladies. In latter years, she slowly lost her vision due to macular degeneration. In 2007 she moved from her home where she had lived for over 50 years to Weyburn. Eloise was a woman of very strong character and strength. She beat cancer not only once, but twice and fought her loss of vision. Eloise always carried on with determination; never complaining or feeling sorry for herself. At her request there was no funeral service. A gathering to celebrate her life was held on Saturday, January 9 at the Khedive Rec. Centre. For friends so wishing, donations may be made in memory of Eloise to the Canadian Cancer Society or the Khedive Rec. Club. Arrangements were entrusted to RD Family Funeral Chapel & Crematorium 1825 - 1st. Ave NE, Weyburn 306-848-0333 ~ 1-888-848-0333 If so desired, expressions of sympathy to the family may be sent to our website at: www.rdfamilymemorialchapel.com
May Ann Willey (nee Hartenberger)
May ann passed away peacefully in her sleep on December 25, 2009 in Surrey, BC. SHe was survived by er son Bill Hartenberger and family of Victoria, BC, and her daughter Bonnie Doiron and family of Vancouver. She had four grandchildren. She had one remaining brother, George Poll of Regina. She was survived by many nieces and nephews. The service was held on January 9 in Vancouver, BC. In lieu of flowers my mother wished people to donate to the Alzheimer Research. May you be in peace mom. You'll be sorely missed.
George Bernhard Rasmuson
On Wednesday, December 30, 2009, George Bernhard Rasmuson of Weyburn passed away at the age of 79 years. Predeceased by his parents, Gerhard and Bertha Rasmuson; his niece, Carolyn Ryan and his nephew, Mervin Rasmuson. He will be lovingly remembered by his sisters: Judy Rasmuson of Regina; Ruth (Duane) Ryan of Midale; and Anna (Merlin) Skjonsby of Weyburn; a brother, Raymond (Joyce) Rasmuson of Weyburn; as well as numerous nieces and nephews. George was born January 30, 1930 in a home where Norwegian was the first language. He attended Murray Smith School for grades one and two, and when the school closed, he attended school in Hoffer. He enjoyed sports days at Foster's Grove. Farming has always been his first interest. He operated first with horses, having binders, plows, etc., and threshing machines. With the industry, he progressed to tractors and combines, along with the equipment that went with them. He lived and farmed the family farm for 70 years, first as a mixed farm, and changing to a grain farm in 1980. George was always a quiet and private person, with a ready smile for everyone. He was a very strong and hard worker from early morning to late on many evenings. He always said, 'If you don't start early, you never get anything done'. George had an appreciation for all sorts of antiques, cars, tractors and machinery. He enjoyed playing board games and cards, checkers, crokinole, pit and monopoly. He had a guitar and liked to tinkle the piano keys. Wrestling was his favourite television program, and he watched Telemiracle. As with many hard working farmers, George enjoyed food meat and potatoes; but at Christmas it had to be Lutefisk, lefsa, flatbread and fruitcake. His number one pick for dessert was two things, apple pie and more apple pie. In 1999, because of failing health, he moved to Souris Valley Extended Care Centre and then to Tatagwa View when it opened. Special thanks to the Doctors and the care givers at the Care Homes. A private family service was held from Fletcher Funeral Chapel with Pastor Martin Olson officiating, and Bob Rasmuson gave the eulogy. Interment followed in Zion Cemetery, Oungre. For friends so wishing, donations in memory of George may be made to the Alzheimer Society of Canada or Tatagwa View Long Term Care Facility, Weyburn. Arrangements were entrusted to Fletcher Funeral Chapels Ltd., Weyburn. (306-842-5432)
Bonnie Bell
Gone too soon...The family of Bonnie Bell sadly announce her passing on December 2, 2009 after a brief but courageous battle with cancer at the age of 57 in Calgary, AB. Bonnie will be lovingly remembered by her daughters Kim (Kevin) Young and Kacy (Aaron) Fritz, all of Calgary, AB. Cherished grandma of Jackson Young and Wyatt and Madeleine Fritz. She is also survived by her amazing sisters Ronelda Fortner (Bob), Penny (John) Gall and dear brother, Don Bell. Bonnie will also be remembered by numerous nieces and nephews. Close friends, Colleen and Wendy, will forever remember all the great times they spent with Bonnie. The family wish to express their deepest gratitude for the care Bonnie received from the doctors, nurses, and aides at Unit 47 at the Foothills Hospital. A Celebration of Bonnie's Life was held Tuesday, December 8, 2009 at 2:00 pm in the Chapel of Mountain View Funeral Home. If so desired, in lieu of flowers, Bonnie has requested that tributes (in Bonnie's name) be sent to Unit 47, Special Services Building, Foothills Hospital (1403-29th Street NW Calgary, AB T2N 2T9). To email expressions of sympathy: mountainview@arbormemorial.com subject heading: Bonnie Bell. Arrangements entrusted to Mountain View Funeral Home and Cemetery 1605-100th Street SE (17 Avenue SE at Garden Road), Calgary, AB. Telephone (403) 272-5555 www.mountainviewmemorial.ca.
Lavern Doris Eileen Brenholen
Lavern Doris Eileen Brenholen was born October 15, 1927 north of Bromhead. It is with deep sadness that the family announce her passing at the age of 82 years at the Crocus Plains Villa Home in Weyburn. Lavern joins her husband Cecil; her parents, Albert and Louise Dreher; four brothers: Henry Dreher and (sister-in-law, Emma), Rueben, Vernon and Bert Dreher; as well as her twin sister, Lillian Zimmerman (brothers-in-law, Matt Zimmerman and Howard Bloor). Left to mourn are sister, Mary Hainsworth (Irwin); two sons, Conroy Brenholen (Marcie), and Perry Brenholen; three daughters, Marlene Johnson (Keith), Dianne Schiissler (Dale) and Cindy Delorme (Chris), as well as several grandchildren and great grandchildren, nieces and nephews. Mom had a great love of the arts, painting, ceramics, pottery and her gardens. She always considered a trip with Cindy to Victoria, BC to see the Butchart Gardens a highlight of her life. After marrying Cecil in 1947, they farmed for several years around Bromhead until they retired to Weyburn in 1974. Lavern worked with her son, Con in a painting business in Weyburn. She also took up pottery, mastered it and eventually taught it. After Cecil passed away she became quite involved in the Community of Christ church until it closed down about 2007. Funeral services were held Friday, January 8, 2010 at 2:00 p.m. from Fletcher Funeral Chapel, Weyburn with Elder Dan Esch officiating. Interment followed in Green Acres Memorial Gardens, Weyburn. The Active Pallbearers were: Kirk Johnson, Palmer Johnson, Michael Bloor, Bobby Brown, Laurin Dreher and Murray Brenholen. In memory of Lavern, donations may be made to the War Amps, 1 Maybrook Drive, Scarborough, ON M1V 5K9 or the Hills of Peace Church Camp. Arrangements entrusted to Fletcher Funeral Chapels Ltd. Weyburn (306-842-5432)
Jean Olive May Button
Jean Olive May Button passed away Sunday, January 3, 2010. Jean was predeceased by her loving husband, Edgar, parents, Henry and Iva Beisel, brothers, Cliffie and Alvin, and sister, Ona. Remembered with love by her sons: Larry, Lyle and wife Debra, Greg and wife Rita, and daughter, Janet; grandchildren: Lindsey, Casey and Patrick; brothers: Eddie and wife Helen, Lynn and wife Sheila, Jerry and wife June, brother-in-law, Boosie, as well as numerous nieces and nephews. The funeral service will be held on Friday, January 8, 2010 at 11:00 a.m. in the W. J. Jones & Son Funeral Chapel, 106 Athabasca St. E., Moose Jaw. Interment will follow at Sunset Cemetery. Thank you for your kind thoughts. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be directed to the Burrowing Owls Interpretive Centre, 250 Thatcher Dr. E., Moose Jaw, S6J 1L7 or to a charity of one's choice.
Mother
winter is upon us
winter long
winter deep
season when you gave up your days
and joined the greater reality
beyond us
mother
winter is upon us
winter sure
winter shining
a time when we last
looked into your eyes
and said goodbye
an hour when our hearts
were convinced of nothing
but love.
-Greg Button
In living memory of Jean, a tree will be planted in Besant Park by W. J. Jones & Son Funeral Home. Please sign the memorial register book at website: www.wjjonesandson.com.
Ida E. Frederickson
Ida E. Frederickson late of Weyburn passed away Thursday, December 24, 2009 at the age of 98 years. Ida was born to David and Chloe Crump on December 11, 1911 in Trossachs. She grew up on the family farm south west of Trossachs and moved to Weyburn to work at the Weyburn Mental Hospital shortly after it opened. It was in Weyburn she met her husband of 56 years, Jim and settled to raise their family. The harsh realities of the depression and the war stretched the courtship to over 10 years but the wedding occurred July 13, 1942, less than a week before Jim was stationed in Victoria and Nanaimo, BC for the duration of the war. Ida loved life and she loved her family. She lived a long and productive life. Meeting and engaging people enriched her life. She loved dancing, social gatherings and travelling. New adventures always excited her and trips to the west coast in the summers to visit family were some of the happiest times of her life. As so many women of her generation, career choices were limited but her independent personality was not. She left the farm to work as a seamstress at the Mental Hospital, a talent she shared for most of her life. She left the security of family and friends to follow Jim to Vancouver Island, BC during the war, worked in a laundry and helped build a life for the two of them in what must have been difficult times. No one that knew her could ever doubt her grit. When Jim bought the jewellery store in the early 50's she began helping wherever she could, becoming increasingly involved in the retail operation, and working as an effective partner for many years. Ida was always a compassionate woman with a huge soft spot for the less advantaged. When the philosophy of mental health care shifted to assisted living, Ida spent many hours helping support ladies who she had met while working there who were trying to lead an independent life in the community. She was always ready to lend a helping hand wherever she could. She was a lifelong member of the United Church and Sunday morning service was a regular ritual for her until her health made it difficult. She was a member of the Legion and enjoyed the opportunities to indulge one of her passions, dancing, which unfortunately was not one of Jim's. They did, however, enjoy a passion for bowling together and were members of the Golden Age league for years. Jim will now, once again, be trying to help her eliminate her unwanted curve ball. If Ida would have wanted to leave with some thoughts of appreciation to those who tried to make her last difficult years as pleasant as possible. She would want to thank the Weyburn Special Care home for the outstanding and compassionate care. She would also want to thank Drs. Phillip and Alan Fong for their understanding and empathy. Finally, she would thank Corry Swertz, friend of so many years, who always found time to visit and provide moral support. She is predeceased by her husband Jim, mother Chloe, father David, brother Carl, and sisters Agnes, Gertrude and Bertha. Left to celebrate her life; her son Gary (Deborah) of Lethbridge, AB, her grandchildren Jenny (Janus) Rosborough of Houston, TX; Amy (Devin) Ferner of Indian Head and her great granddaughter, Ella; Ricky of Surrey, BC and her great granddaughters, Metallea and Lyric; Kendall of Wawota and her great grandson Parker; Jessica of Lethbridge, AB. A memorial service will be held Saturday January 23, 2010, at 2:00 p.m. from RD Family Funeral Chapel, Weyburn. Rev. M. Barnabas will be officiating. Interment will follow at Hillcrest Cemetery, Weyburn. For those so wishing, donations in memory of Ida may be made to the Multiple Sclerosis Society of Canada, 150 Albert Street, Regina, S4R 2N2. Arrangements are entrusted to RD Family Funeral Chapel & Crematorium, Weyburn (848-0333 ~ 1-888-848-0333). If so desired, expressions of sympathy to the family may be sent to our website at www.rdfamilymemorialchapel.com "Our family serving your family"
Elizabeth Baudria (nee Hirsch)
Elizabeth Baudria (nee Hirsch) late of Weyburn passed away peacefully Thursday December 31, 2009 at the Weyburn Special Care Home at the age of 93 years. She was predeceased by her husband, Wilfred Baudria, her father and mother, Daniel and Eva Hirsch, two brothers, Joseph and David Hirsch, two sisters, Nympha Wickstrom and Emily Doll, her grandchildren, Daniel Maas and David Maas. Elizabeth is survived by her children: Rose Marie (Peter) Maas and family, Joie (Sandy), Mike (Lana); Barry (Annette) Baudria and family, Debbie, Lisa; Paul (Kaye) Baudria and family, Chad (Shelley); Eva (Joseph) Maas and family, Kevin (Pam), Scott (Sherry); Robert (Rhonda) Baudria and family, Dale; Mary Anne (Robert) Schultz and family, Susan (James) Grams, Robbie (Connie); Keith (Sylvia) Baudria and family, Sara Lynn, Mara Beth; Dennis (Pam)Baudria and family, Marie; fourteen great grandchildren; two sisters, Cecilia Lange, Mt. Vernon, Washington and Margaret Stead, Roche Percee along with numerous nieces, nephews and friends. Elizabeth was born in Kingsford on March 21, 1916. Liz spent her youth around the Estevan area. Met and married Wilfred Baudria in 1938 and moved to the Midale, Halbrite area and raised her family. When Wilfred passed away, in 1969, she moved to Weyburn. She kept busy doing alterations and cooking, and became a active member of the St. Mary's Alter Society, Weyburn. Later moving to Bison Manor, where she resided for 19 years. She enjoyed playing cards, bingo and helping many friends and acquaintances in need, she always enjoyed life to the fullest. Liz loved to cook and could always serve up a delicious meal. Making her own bread up to last year as her bread was the best in town. Her passion in life was her family, friends and her faith. The family are grateful for the tender loving care Liz received in her short time at the Weyburn Special Care Home and the family thanks the staff for that. Prayers were held Monday, January 4, 2010 at 7:00 p.m. from St. Vincent de Paul Roman Catholic Church, Weyburn. Funeral mass was held on Tuesday, January 5, 2010 at 10:30 a.m. from St. Vincent de Paul Roman Catholic Church, Weyburn with father Gerry Bauche celebrant. Interment followed at Hillcrest Cemetery, Weyburn. Honorary Pallbearers were all of Elizabeth's grandchildren and active pallbearers were Dale Baudria, Chad Baudria, Robbie Schultz, Mike Maas, Joie Maas and Kevin Maas. Donations in memory of Elizabeth can be made to a charity of choice or the Canadian Diabetes Association, 917 Albert Street, Regina, SK, S4R 2P6. Arrangements were entrusted to RD Family Funeral Chapel & Crematorium, Weyburn (848-0333 ~ 1-888-848-0333). If so desired, expressions of sympathy to the family may be sent to our website at www.rdfamilymemorialchapel.com "Our family serving your family" Elizabeth will be missed and fondly remembered by all whose lives she touched. Peacefully sleeping, resting at last. The world's weary troubles and trials are past. In silence she suffered, in patience she bore, 'til God called her home to suffer no more.
Richard Rheinhold Hoffmann
Richard Rheinhold Hoffmann of Weyburn passed away on Friday, January 1, 2010 at the Regina General Hospital at the age of 63 years. Predeceased by his parents, Rheinhold and Gertrude Hoffmann, brother, Wayne Hoffmann and nephew, Jason Hoffmann. Richard will be lovingly remembered by his wife of 20 years, Shannon and their family: Sylvia (Rod) Morhart of Moose Jaw; Adrian MacDonald of Weyburn; Selena (Jeremy) Merrick of Torquay; Rod (Sheri) MacDonald of Cedoux; Lynda (Keith) Hoffmann of Weyburn; Janene Hoffmann of Weyburn, and Rick Hoffmann of Weyburn; 13 grandchildren, two brothers, Rodney Hoffmann of Southey and Bill (Kim) Hoffmann of Yorkton; two sisters, Doreen Gulash of Yorkton and Barbara Gawel of Yorkton, as well as many nieces and nephews. Richard Rheinhold Hoffmann was born October 17, 1946 at Nokomis, the oldest of six children. The family lived on "Boot Hill" in the Francis area until Richard was 14 years old. They then moved to the Cedoux area where Richard farmed for forty two years. He did mixed farming until 1985 then went to straight grain farming. On October 17, 1989, Richard married Shannon Mitchell in Weyburn. He served as a councilor for the R.M. of Wellington for 14 years. Richard was always there for anyone in need. He enjoyed fishing, hunting, trap shooting, coin collecting, welding, mechanics, gun collecting and restoring his many skidoos. Richard loved his family very much. His friends and neighbors were always welcomed, he always had time for anyone and everyone. After he developed health complications Shannon and Richard moved to Weyburn in 2002. He will be lovingly remembered and deeply missed by all he knew and loved. A memorial service was held Thursday, January 7th, 2010 at 1:00 p.m. from Fletcher Funeral Chapel, Weyburn with Marjorie McLeod CLA, officiating. A reception for family and friends was held at 2:00 p.m. January 7th, 2010 at the Royal Canadian Legion, Weyburn. Interment will be held at a later date. Donations may be made in memory of Richard to the Kidney Foundation. We invite you to share your fond memories of Richard at www.mem.com. Arrangements entrusted to Fletcher Funeral Chapels Ltd. Weyburn, (306-842-5432)
