Condolences
Gord has moved me and my family from Toronto to Calgary back in 1997. He was my mentor in my early days in Calgary and he was the man who shaped my future here in Calgary. He was such a soft spoken and kind person who was always by my side helping me to settle in this place I call home. There are certain debts in our life that we can never pay back, we can only acknowledge them. These are the debts that I will carry with me forever, the love and friendship, and acts of kindness showered by Gord along my footsteps.
Every day I sneak back here praying to see you
If I could turn back time
I would spend it with you
To my wonderful little brother
Love you always
Glen
Hello to all those who have left messages of remembrance for our brother. My sisters and I are grateful and comforted by your memories. Gordon (Gordie to me) was my much loved baby brother - he called me "Tins" and I am sad to think I will not hear that again. Youngest of five and the long awaited only boy in the family, Gordon was named for our uncle who was killed landing on Juno Beach on June 6, 1944.
As many of you may know, Gordon had a way of calling "bullsh-t" when faced with the silly or illogical - perhaps because he was brighter than the average cat and saw no need to conform. BUT, he was compassionate to others to a fault and unfailingly kind to me throughout his life - although I have to say that as a baby he became so tired of being fussed over by his four sisters that he used to kick us in the chin with those little white baby boots!
Some of your names are familiar to me, some not, but one thing I know is that Gordon never forgot his friends and he valued the time he spent with each one of you. I read Bernie's comment with some amusement - yes, he did teach Colin James guitar - but he told me that he realized quite quickly the he had taught him everything he knew and it was time to pass him along. And yes, I recall the temperature dipping lower than 50 below Fahrenheit ... so throw in a little windchill and 76 below sounds about right.
Thank you to each of you for the ways in which you enriched our brother's life and thank you for taking the time to share your memories with us. If you find yourself in the "country", particularly in the foothills of Alberta or the forest anywhere north of Prince Albert, take a moment to feel his presence - they were his favourite spots on earth.
Much loved, ever missed. Love's last gift, remembrance.
Karen McBride (Tins)
I’ve known Gordon through many years. We have worked shoulder to shoulder through good and bad!
Through smiles and frowns. Through joy and sorrow! No matter! Sun or cloud; he was the BRILLIANCE in the room. I can never remember him saying “That’s wrong!” But rather he would say,“What about…?”
He was my friend! He stood tall and strong for what he believed in.
If you phoned him at 0300 hrs and said “Gord I need help.” He’d be pounding upon your door…
He was one of the sharpest minds I’ve ever known.
I will miss him dearly!
He drove me relentlessly to not only my best but the best that he knew I was capable of!
He fought to stay outside “The Box”!
He made the difficult easy, and the impossible would be available next week!
May GOD bless and keep you GORD!
I will miss you my Brother!!!
I had the honour to work with Gord starting in 1992. He was very passionate about doing everything to the best of his abilities. One of the lessons he taught us was to take courses to expand your abilities and skills and never stop learning. I will always remember this.
Thank you Gord.
I also had the privilege of working with Gord for a number of years. He was an immensely intelligent and compassionate man and a true man of mystery (did he really cross country ski in northern Saskatchewan with a wind chill of -76C? more importantly, did he really teach Colin James how to play the guitar?). I learned a lot from Gord about work and about life. He will be surely missed.
I had the good fortune to work with Gord for many years. Gord was so grounded and aware of other people that he made life better for everyone he touched. He was an incredibly easy person to work with and spend time with. His inclusiveness was something that many of us took for granted because he did it so easily,
Gord, you will surly be missed.
I worked closely with Gord for many years, and consider him a mentor. I was inspired by his passion to unwrap the truth about how things work, and for never taking the easy path forward. I admire how he always remained true to his prairie-boy values and work ethic. Gord was well respected by his peers for a huge sense of fairness and empathy.
Throughout the years, I spent countless hours with Gord, agonizing over technical details, negotiating contracts, testing complex control systems, traveling, socializing and simply enjoying each other’s company. We had so many things in common, including a love of music, guitars, good food and beer and especially animals. Such a wonderful mind and such a quirky sense of humor.
I regret not making a better effort to stay in touch once we both retired.
God speed my friend, thanks for everything!
I had the distinct privilege of working with Gord. He was definitely one in a million. Soft spoken, genuine, caring, hilariously funny and a definite stickler for details. He could keep you hanging on indefinitely while he spun a yarn.
I find it so hard to believe that someone this special should be gone from us so very soon. Sometimes life just isn't fair. No more "Gordo Time". Rest in Peace my friend. Condolences to his sisters and their families for sure.
Lynda Porter
Where to begin? Carol and I met Gord at Emma Lake about fifteen years ago. We made an immediate connection,Gord was easy to be around, a great dry sense of humour you could appreciate immediately. Gord was a meticulous guy,a stickler for details,when he set out on a project it was researched and done well. I will always cherish the email stories from Gord ,they were very entertaining, he just had a way of putting things that was hilarious. Whether telling about getting chased down the hill by his own truck , or describing how he took his latest tumble,he had his own unique way of describing it. We’re going to miss Gord he was one of the good guys. We would like to take this opportunity to express our heartfelt condolences to his sisters and their families. Larry and Carol Dimen
Prayers for the Dead.
Saints of God come to his aid!
Hasten to meet him angels of the Lord.
With God there is mercy and fullness of redemption;
23rd Psalm
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Oh how tenuous the thread with which we hold life.
Goodbye my friend; See you on the other side.
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