Larry Gilbert Harwood
December 3, 1948 to May 28, 2017
Larry Gilbert Harwood of Frenchman Butte, SK. passed away on May 28, 2017 at the age of 68 years.
Larry was born December 3rd, 1948 at Lloydminster Hospital to Leslie and Florence (Garth) Harwood. He grew up with 5 sisters at the family farm in Harlan, SK. He took his early schooling close to the farm in Harlan Schools #1 and #2 and spent many hours horseback riding around the district with his sisters. He especially looked forward to playing ball at the local picnics in Fort Pitt and North Bend. He spent 2 years of High School in Hillmond, and then graduated from Paradise Hill School. He joined the RCMP in 1971, realizing his childhood dream.
While stationed at his first posting in Campbell River, BC. Larry met a young schoolteacher, Pat Demidoff. After several postings on Vancouver Island, and then training in Ottawa with the Musical Ride, he returned to his final posting in Surrey, BC. He retired from the Force in 1976 and returned to the family farm. He married Pat later that year and together they raised 4 children.
Larry lived a full life with tremendous passion and excitement. He had many interests. He enjoyed hunting trips, fishing, trapping, packing into the mountains with his mules and trail riding. In later years he spent a lot of time in his leather shop. He was also a pilot and owned his own small plane, which he loved to fly.
Larry loved sports and played baseball and hockey. His love for hockey and desire to connect with the next generation saw him coaching Junior and Senior teams for several years in Paradise Hill and Hillmond.
Two of Larry’s many accomplishments included winning the Minto Cup, an award for superior marksmanship during RCMP training, and catching the first Tyee Salmon of the year in Campbell River two years in a row.
Larry had many friends and always took the time to visit. He had a presence about him that made you want to be near him, to listen to his stories or jokes.
Everyone remembers Larry’s hands. They could praise, protect and make you feel like a million bucks. No matter what cancer did to his body his hands remained the same. He was the strongest man we knew.
You can never get as much time with the ones you love as you think you are owed. We didn’t know his time with us was going to be short, but we enjoyed every second with him.
Larry valued hard work, honesty, and commitment and always said that family and friends were the most important things in life. He loved his family and was always there for them; and in turn it was his family’s love and support that kept him going. Larry’s body was incredibly strong, and so was his spirit.
We will cherish the stories and memories of Larry as we go forward and can rest assured that he has made our world a better place. We will miss him and never forget him. He has left a trail of memories that will last for generations.
Larry was pre-deceased by: his parents Les and Florry. He is survived by: his wife, Pat; his children, Jacquie, Jennifer (Charles), Eugene (Chrissy), and Jolene (Rob); his four grandchildren, Kaiden, Charles, Cayley, and Sidney; his sisters, Shirley (John) Patmore, Jean (Claus) Young, Eleanor (Lynn) Parr, Irene (Barry) Moore, Patsy (Kevin) Salzl; and many cousins, nieces and nephews.
The Celebration of Life was conducted from the Paradise Hill Community Centre on Thursday, June 1, 2017 at 2:00 p.m. Marshall’s Funeral Home Ltd. of St. Walburg, SK administered the funeral arrangements. Memorial donations may be made to the Paradise Hill Community Centre and condolences may be posted at www.marshallsfuneralhome.ca.
CARD OF THANKS
We would like to thank all of his family, friends and neighbours for their support and caring. Thank you to all those who visited and brought food during Larry’s time at the farm. A special thank you to Home Care for allowing us to keep Larry at home for as long as we did. To the staff at Lloydminster Hospital, for making his last days comfortable. Thank you for the beautiful service: Richie Davies for officiating; Owen and Kory Rogers for the eulogy; Twila Moore and Blaine Salzl for the family tribute; the Fort Pitt Choir and Maier Family for providing the music; the ushers and Fort Pitt Farms for the lunch.
Thank you to everyone that sent flowers, gave cards and donations, and posted condolences. Your kindness will not be forgotten.
Pat and Family
Marliss Anne Townsend
Marliss Anne Townsend passed away at the Lloydminster Continuing Care Centre on Tuesday, May 23, 2017 at the age of 81 years.
Marliss is survived by: her daughter, Lynne Scaddan; her son, Derrick Townsend; her grandchildren, Amy (Peter) Polansky, Hayley Scaddan (Chris Frank), Reg (Lisa) Scaddan and Kaely Townsend; her great-grandchildren, Addison and Austin Polansky, Emily Frank and A.J. Scaddan; her son-in-law, Cliff Rose; her sisters, Linda (Dennis) Holden and Nancy (Bob) Jameson; her brother-in-law, Ron (Shirley) Townsend and sister-in-law, Wilda (Ken) Tomalty; and her beloved Penny.
Marliss was predeceased by: her husband, Merv; her sons, Donald and Reg; her daughter, Anne Townsend; her parents, Donald and Mae Wright.
The memorial service for Marliss was conducted from the Grace United Church, Lloydminster, Alberta on Friday, May 26, 2017 at 3:00 pm with Joyce Dickson officiating.
The eulogy was presented by Linda Holden.
The scripture reading was given by Peter Polansky.
The hymns sung were “One Day At A Time”, “In The Garden” and “Amazing Grace” accompanied by Irene Knowlson.
The honorary pallbearers were Bill and Rita Rowe, Terry and Jean Taylor, Gary and Bev Snyder, David and Brenda Lloyd and Marguerite Sidebottom.
The urn bearers were Reg Scaddan, Amy Polansky, Hayley Scaddan and Kaely Townsend.
Donations in memory of Marliss may be made to the Lloydminster Continuing Care Centre.
McCaw Funeral Service Ltd., of Lloydminster, Alberta administered the funeral arrangements.
CARD OF THANKS
The family of the late Marliss Townsend wishes to thank all who supported us during our recent bereavement. In particular, we thank the staff at the Lloydminster Continuing Care Centre for the caring attention given to Marliss. We also thank the Grace United Church Ladies for the funeral lunch which they prepared. To those who sent cards and flowers, thank you for remembering us; and to those who made donations in Marliss’ memory, thank you. Your thoughtfulness is most appreciated. Thank you as well to Brett and Donald at McCaw Funeral Service Ltd. for their assistance in helping us make difficult decisions less stressful. Your kindnesses will not be forgotten.
Joseph "Bob" Robert Gallant
January 13, 1937 to June 21, 2017
Joseph “Bob” Robert Gallant passed away at Points West Living, Lloydminster, Alberta on Wednesday, June 21, 2017 at the age of 80 years.
Bob is survived by: the love of his life, Vera; 10 children, Guy (Karin), Katherine (Lee), Michael (Jennifer), Bob (Carol), Donald (Sue), Wanda (Ernie) Nolter, Joe (Rosslyn), Carol (Brad) Martinson, Ann, Louise (Mike) Roger; the mother of his children, Doreen; Vera’s sons, Wayne (Melanie) Klenk and Brad Klenk; 17 grandchildren; 5 great grandchildren; 1 brother, Norman (Julie) from Ottawa; 1 uncle, Paul Gallant from PEI; numerous nieces, nephews and cousins.
Bob was predeceased by: his parents, Louise and Lawrence; his brother, Pius; his sister, Vaunda; and one grandson, Dalyn.
The Funeral Service for Bob was conducted from St. Anthony’s Roman Catholic Church, Lloydminster, Alberta on Monday June 26, 2017 at 9:45 am with Father Antony Michael officiating.
The eulogy was presented by Vera Gallant.
St. Anthony’s Church Choir was in attendance.
The honorary pallbearers were all those who shared in Bob’s life.
The honor guard was the Kiwanis Club of Lloydminster.
The active pallbearers were Michael Nolter, Shae Gallant, Jaryd Gallant, Logan Gallant, Ryan Gallant and Blaid Gallant.
Interment was held at the Lloydminster City Cemetery, Lloydminster, Saskatchewan.
In lieu of flowers, donations in memory of Bob may be made to the Kiwanis Club of Lloydminster or Points West Living.
McCaw Funeral Service Ltd., of Lloydminster, Alberta administered the funeral arrangements.
EULOGY FOR ROBERT JOSEPH GALLANT
I stand before you this morning both with a heavy heart but also a very grateful one. Although I lost Bob many years ago, his death makes it all a reality and I am so very grateful for the short time we did have together and for the blessing of knowing and loving him and being there for him until his very last breath.
Bob, as he preferred to be called, was born January 13, 1937; the 2nd of 4 children; to Lawrence and Louise Gallant. He was born and raised around North Rustico, PEI and was so proud of his Maritime heritage. His mother died when he was 3 after giving birth to his youngest brother, Norman. His childhood was a difficult one mainly because he was sent to live with an aunt and uncle without his siblings. Those were very difficult years for him. After his Dad returned from the War, he came back to live with his family.
He was taught by the religious sisters and his famous line was “they could have taught our military how to play dirty” but he loved and respected them and claims he got even with them when he was invited to be the guest speaker for their school reunion. He joined the Armed Forces at the age of 18 at the discouragement of his father. He trained to be a firefighter as well as an air traffic controller and served in the Air Force for 25 years but did spend a few years attached to the navy while the Iroquois was being built.
He had countless hilarious stories to share and I told him he really should have written a book. One of his experiences was being called to fight a fire on a ship on the Halifax harbor. He and another firefighter that he chose were flown off the Iroquois and onto the burning ship which was being towed out to sea. After putting this fire out, they were flown back to the Iroquois and called into the Captains office for their reward for what they were told was either their bravery or stupidity. When they were told the ship belonged to Onasis, they were expecting an extravagant award but instead received a bottle of Creme Demente and a box of Cuban cigars. After that, Bob said, “We should have let that ship burn” because they really did risk their lives.
His claim to fame was helping produce a film for the National Film Board called “Fire at Sea” which was used for training sessions for the Armed Forces. In 1959, Bob met and married Doreen who was also serving the Military. Together they raised 10 children. As much as he loved his career, his biggest regret was missing out on more of a family life. During his solitary moments, he cried many a tear over his family. In 1980, after 25 years of military life, Bob retired and moved his family to Lloydminster to give his kids opportunities not available in the Maritimes. It was in Lloydminster where his youngest daughter, Louise, was born.
Once in Lloydminster, he worked for Energy Doctor and became an instructor and district coordinator for St. John’s Ambulance. Giving back to community was very important. He was involved with many organizations, a few being his Church - taking communion to the sick. Once when one of the Sisters and Bob went to Pioneer Lodge to lead a communion service, Bob gave Communion to one of the residents. The Sister said, “Bob, she’s not Catholic”. “Well”, he said, “She is now”.
He was active with the Legion, Mental Health and the Kiwanis Club where he held positions of both President and Lt. Governor. Kiwanis became very important to him because of their motto ‘serving the children of the world’. He especially loved the Terrific Kids program we hold in some of the schools - being hugged after giving a child a certificate he said brought him to tears.
Bob and I were married in 2004 and one year later the Alzheimer’s began to slowly strip him away of the person he was. Before the disease took hold of him, he enjoyed working with me; loved puttering around the yard; loved camping and travelling to Kiwanis conventions both in Canada and the US; loved his trip to Disneyland with his son and family; camping with two of his sons; his Vegas trip with friends and going back home. He travelled around the world 3 times but said nothing beat taking a drive around the countryside and admiring the beauty surrounding us like the forests, the flowers, the wheat fields, the rolling hills, the sound of the loon, the singing of the birds - this is when he felt God’s presence and His Lord’s love.
So, who was Bob? Well, I know he was a romantic. Once I found a pair of earrings in my salad; he loved having supper ready for me with candles and linen napkins and always flowers on the table. He was great with words. The other day I found a Christmas card he gave me which read, “I would love to put all my love for you in this envelope but I would not be able to lift it. You are most precious to me. I love you with all my being. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. Thank you for being you and helping to cope with this season”. He wrote many such cards.
His faith was strong and he always asked me to pray with and for him. Even with that horrible disease, he never forgot the Lord’s prayer.
He was so compassionate and caring. When he was sick and knew what the disease would do to him, he made me promise that when he became too much for me, that I put him in a Care home. If you were sick, he would take over soup and a fuzzy blanket. He was always giving me names of people he worked with at the Recovery Centre, wanting me to hire them because he believed they deserved a second chance. When living at Points West Living, he bought a resident a watch because he thought she needed one. He was sensitive. He cried many a tear over family or someone in need.
He believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself and it is because of Bob that I am the person I am today. He kept encouraging me to reach for the stars. He was so trusting. I always thought of our relationship being rare and maybe it wasn’t, but it was so wonderful to be free and never worry about jealousy. What a sense of humor he had. That is what I will miss the most.
Many times my friend, Leona, would take Bob to the Legacy to the supper and dance. By the time I got there, they were ready to go home. Bob knew I would stay until the dance was over so he would say “don’t wake me when you get home but if you’re not back by morning, I’m coming to look for you”. And when we were at a dance together, I couldn’t sit for long. I’d be up visiting or dancing. One day while dancing he said, “My next wife will be in a wheelchair so when I put her beside me, I know where she will be”.
Since October, Bob’s health began to decline rapidly. One day, he was very agitated and only prayer would settle him down. I called on my friend, Marlene, to come help me pray with him. At one point, Marlene asked him if he wanted to go to heaven. He replied ever so loudly and so seriously, “Yes, what’s the holdup”. One night before he fell asleep, I said, “If you get to heaven tonight, please pray for me”. He looked at me and said, “If I get to heaven tonight, I’m coming back for you”.
He was so much fun. He could have me laughing with tears running down my face without saying a word - just that crazy look he would give me. Driving to the lake for the first time in the spring, he would play the song by the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band “Fishing in the Dark” and we’d be singing at the top of our lungs. No matter how bad we sounded, we belted it out. He was so happy.
Bob was never a speeder but one day he and Jeanette had to go to Battleford. When they got back, I met them for supper and he was saying how slow traffic was. He was passing everyone. Jeanette agreed because she drove back. She said even in Lloydminster everyone was driving so slow. I looked at them and asked, “Did you have the speedometer on miles or kilometers”. Turns out it was on miles. I couldn’t stop laughing, picturing the two of them bombing down the highway at 110 miles per hour.
I am so very grateful for the very short time I had with Bob. When he gave up back in October, it made for a long time to watch him suffer. He really suffered the last ten days of his life when he no longer could eat or drink. It broke our hearts to watch him but I realized he taught me so much in those months and days. He taught me patience, gratitude, acceptance and courage. He never complained other than to tell us he had a lot of pain. Always thanked the girls for helping him, accepted so gracefully that he was dying and wanted to go home to be with Jesus, and showed strength. His last words to me were, “Are you happy?” “Bob, I am very happy”, I said. He replied, “I am happy too. And I am going to be OK”. After that, he lost his ability to speak because he was so weak.
His last ten days were really rough and everyday Louise and I kept telling him to let go. On the tenth day, Louise said to me, “Dad has suffered 10 days, one day for each of his children”. Minutes after she said that, my heart filled with peace knowing he chose to suffer that long.
I want to take this opportunity to thank all the angels from Points West Living who made Bob’s time there so pleasant. This was home for him. You made quite an impact on him. You really became his family and I am so grateful that Bob was surrounded by such love.
So, my love, thank you for the joy you brought to my heart, the Peace you brought to my life, the hope for my tomorrows and the love to every corner of my world. Now, go rest with our Lord Jesus Christ where there will be no more pain and no more suffering and where finally you will be reunited with your mother who you so desperately missed.
Card of Thanks
First of all, I want to say a very special thank you to Dr. John VandeMeurve for the excellent care you gave Bob, for your love and support - and to Marisa for all the times you would offer a shoulder for me to cry on. It was so good to talk to someone who understood.
Thank you to the Home Care nurses, Michelle and Brenda, from Palliative Care for your compassion and understanding; to Points West Living management (Sarah), administration, the LPN’s and the care aids for the love, respect and the care Bob received these past two and a half years. He loved you all and was so grateful for the care you gave him. And to the residents of Points West Living who became Bob’s family - thank you for loving Bob like you did. Evelyn, thank you for coming to pray with Bob especially those last ten days of his life.
I want to thank Leona Martens for looking after Bob while I went to work and who helped me keep Bob at home as long as possible. And to Marlene Risling who helped look after Bob these past three months. I couldn’t have done this without you.
Thank you to Father Antony and Father Arun for visiting Bob and for all the prayers. We certainly saw the power of prayer at work. Thank you to all who prayed for Bob and I know there were many.
I want to take this time to thank everyone for all the condolences that we received on line and on Facebook, the phone calls, the sympathy cards and the Masses offered for Bob. Thank you to all who made donations in Bob’s memory to the Kiwanis Club of Lloydminster which was ever so close to Bob’s heart, to Points West Living, and to the Lloydminster Hospital Foundation. Thank you to all who brought food to the house - did it ever come in handy!! And thank you for all the flowers - they brightened our homes and our lives.
Thank you to Father Antony for the absolute beautiful services - both at the vigil and the funeral. We received so many compliments - thank you. Thanks to Morris Linge and Rose Cressman for the acolytes; to Rosslyn, Marisa and Raelyn Gallant, to Rick Lucas and Rosemarie Schlekewy for being readers at the vigil and funeral; to Bob’s grandsons for being pallbearers; to Kyrah Wheaton for singing the Psalm; to St. Anthony’s Choir for the beautiful music; the Kiwanis Club for being Honor Guard; to Shari and Duane Klenk and family for bringing up offertory gifts; to Chad Wenzel (Prairie Breeze) for supplying the limos - it sure saved time not having as many cars going to the cemetery. Chad, you are the best!! To Colleen Hozack for the fabulous meal you prepared and to Mo Hnidey for making the meatballs. We had many compliments on the meal.
Thank you, Ken (Moonlight Photography), for videotaping the Funeral Mass so Bob’s family from the Maritimes will be able to see the service and feel they were part of it. And thank you to the staff at McCaw Funeral Service. Glenn, Joel and Brett - thank you for your professionalism, your love, and your compassion. You made a difficult task so much easier.
And finally, thank you to all who attended the vigil and the funeral. It was great to see how many lives Bob really did touch. Bob would have been proud! God bless you all!
Vera & family