died December 21, 2005 in Duncan Hospital of cancer.
He was born December 15, 1933 in Berlin and came to this country in 1954 working on oil rigs and various jobs.
He admired Woody Guthrie, and with his words he says goodbye to all his patients he so missed after retirement, his friends and his special “girls” at the office. “Soo Long- its been good to know you, But I got to be moving along.”
Those who knew him well, will know that he was not particularly fond of Christmas, weddings, birthdays, anniversaries of any kind, funerals, dinner parties, etc. Naturally, there won’t be a funeral or memorial service. He urges everyone so inclined, to fill a glass of their favourite beverage and drink to their own health. Please, do not send any flowers. I won’t be able to take care of them. Any donations you may wish to make, please send to the Chemainus Health Care Foundation and have the receipt made out to yourselves. His ashes will rest for a while at Bare Point and then they will sail across the sea, which he always hoped to do. Finally, I must thank the “Little Town That Did.” They did! The help was overwhelming, so much so, that I may have been a bit cross with some people. Please understand. It feels so good to have a family like you.
Thanks. Ute.