1917
– 2013
A
committed husband, father, grandfather and uncle, Dad spent his whole life
working hard and helping anyone who needed a break and some respect. He finished his career as an executive in the
automobile industry working for Dueck on Broadway. This fact alone is a testament to his grit,
starting as a prairie boy, born in Warmen, Saskatechewan.
Growing
up in Medicine Hat Alberta, his family did not intend for him to go to war or
succeed in business. He had other ideas,
avoiding his father’s careful arrangements to have him work in a munitions
factory and not join his brothers overseas. He had already tasted poverty and
idleness during the Depression, riding the rails and trying all kinds of short
term work. When the love of his life,
Clare Borth , moved to Ottawa to help the war effort and her own fortunes by
working for the Department of Defense, he went to Vancouver and signed on to
the Navy. Passing a swimming test was
the tricky part but he managed to avoid that pitfall by volunteering to take
his diesel mechanic skills to the Royal Navy.
Every one of their personnel ships had a Canadian aboard to maintain the
landing craft. Getting them across the
Atlantic was another story altogether that we will tell later on.
So
in this capacity, he managed to avoid the bullets, working off the coast of
North Africa, ending up in Malta, being rescued to Scotland where he got sorted
out just in time for the end of war. However, his lack of attention to letter writing had
already earned him a ‘dear john’ letter from Clare so he came home expecting
nothing, only to be tricked into seeing Clare again (she was tricked by her
sister as well) and the love affair was off again. They moved to Vancouver, set
up house with Pete’s sister Sue and her husband Boulter in a big old house on
the east side near 28 and Main street.
Dianne Lynn (that’s me) was born a year later and Peter slowly moved from the mechanic’s bench
to the sales floor to the executive offices as she grew. It was impressive and in later years, he
expressed his own amazement as well.
The
Boom years took them to North Vancouver, into an interest in politics, golf and
Hawaiian and Cariboo vacations. By this
time he was an expert card player, beer maker, dancer and all round bon
vivant. A very likable guy who always
wanted to make a joke . He deferred to Clare in matters of entertainment and
real estate both of which became her forte and the projects that he supported.
After
Clare’s passing in 2008, Peter continued his popularity, this time with all of
the caregivers who frequented his house ensuring his wish to be there until he
left “feet first”.
96
years is a long time and he was sadly predeceased by all of his siblings:
Robert, Abraham, Margaret, William, Henry, Bertha, Jacob, Susan, Agnes, Mary,
David, Katherine and Elizabeth. His
parents were David Neufeld and Katherine (Shellenberg).
Peter/
Pete is survived by his daughter, Dianne Neufeld and his grand daughter, Ashlee
Conery. They were near him most of the
last week of his life and are sure they teased a smile out of him a few times.
He
is missed.
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