Marie & Ron Thomson

Laura Marie Thomson (nee Radford) was born on November 25, 1938 in Pleasantdale, Saskatchewan. Marie, as she always went by, or Merie (what her mom and sisters called her) was gregarious child, as would be expected as the youngest in a family of 10 children. Marie's mother Pearl was a wonderful woman with a love of life and an indominable spirit which she certainly passed on to mom. Pearl lived a long life enjoying her many children and grandchildren before passing away at the age of 94. Marie's dad George was a hard-working farmer who passed away very early, when Marie was only 27.

Growing up, mom emulated her oldest sisters and was always along for the ride. Something that made her quite fearless as she grew up and made her own way in the world. As a child, instead of a pet dog or a cat, mom had a pet chicken (with one leg of course), which she carried around endlessly. She always rooted for the underdog.

Mom moved to Saskatoon at the age of 16 and enrolled in Nutana Collegiate where she achieved her grade 12 with strong marks. She went on to Robertson's Business College and studied to become a stenographer and payroll clerk. Mom always had dreams of becoming a nurse but didn't pursue it - I think she would have been an excellent health care provider - she was an extremely caring and attentive person. This would be demonstrated not only through the care of her children, but also through the care of both her mother and Ron's mother who lived at the Thomson house for many years.

Mom started working at Auto Clearing Ldt. shortly after finishing Business College and watched a young, slick, car salesman, ladies 'man make the rounds of the steno pool. Vowing to never go out with THAT RON THOMSON, she eventually fell under his spell and agreed that he could pick her up for a movie date in his hot car (which he, unbeknownst to her, had nicknamed the sexmobile). As they say, the rest is history, and they married on September 1, 1962 (60 years ago today). In 1964, I was born and in 1968 we welcomed brother Glen. We have so many fond memories of mom growing up. She was always happy to help us bake, craft, do experiments and garden - I will always remember the little bed of bachelor buttons she would let me tend every year. We always had glorious gardens and mom would freeze and can vegetables for days. Mom would always plan our family trips and we went on some great vacations through the US and Western Canada. Later we would travel to Hawaii and Mexico.

Throughout their lives both mom and dad went on many Chrysler trips to places like Spain, Portugal, Jamaica and throughout the US. Later in life, mom and dad had many glorious trips to Hawaii with Tina and Klaus Monar. Glen and Teira were very fortunate to have mom and her good friend Vivian Koval join them on the last holiday that mom went on. This was a Caribbean cruise where Glen and Teira's daughter Brette was part of a dance group who preformed on the ship. Mom and Viv had a great time, drinking wine, going to the spa, and relaxing on the beach.

Mom had some very cool jobs while we were growing up. She worked for a boutique motorcycle dealer, she worked for Labatt's (free beer made Glen and I very popular in our teenage years), and she worked for Canada Packers where she did payroll and bookkeeping. When we were kids, mom was always the one to help us with homework. She was very smart and always seemed to have, or be able to find the answer, and she was stubborn - she always made you do it right - it paid off as Glen and I always did very well in school. In the days before computers, mom, who was an excellent typist would type all of my essays, and some of Glen's too. Many a night we would go to Auto Clearing to use the typewriter and not get home till 2 in the morning. She was so patient as I piece together tiny pieces of paper for hours and recited what I needed her to type. By the end of the night, we were so tired and bleary eyed we'd end up laughing about nothing until we cried.

Mom was always a sports mom - she was up at 5 a.m. to get my brother to hockey every single time he had practice or game. She proudly wore her I'm a Hockey Mom button on her coat and yelled an cheered so loud that the other knew who she was. Mom was always there...to drive us, to help us, to cheer us on, to lift us up when we were down, and to love us unconditionally. Both of our parents loved unconditionally and fully - you could feel their love when you walked in the room - it was never, ever in doubt.

Mom had many good friends. She was fun-loving, she always wanted to be in the thick of things and she was always ready for something new. Early on she was part of the Tupperwear circuit, the came Stitch and Beep (where she knitted and crocheted many beautiful things). Later on, she joined a weight maintenance group called TOPS and was a proud member for decades meeting many life long friends. Bowling was one of mom's passions. She played in the Denny Carr leagues at the KG bowl and became very good. Mom also loved the lake. In 1995 mom and dad bought a little cabin on Murray Lake just north of North Battleford. It was like a new lease on life for them, they Seadooed, paddle boated and enjoyed many, many summers with the family, friends and all the wonderful residents of Sleepy Hollow.

Mom was amazing with her 5 grandchildren; she loved them all so deeply. She always had their special treats and baking at the ready and always wanted to play games and go with them to their favorite places. Some of our all -time favorite gramma Marie stories involve the grandkids. One time at the lake, Chase had gone missing for a few minutes and we couldn't find him anywhere around the cabin, Mom proceeded to look down the road and saw a small blonde-haired person running towards the main highway. Even though her mobility wasn't good, she hightailed it down that road like we've never seen before frantically yelling Chase, Chase. Only to find out that the blonde-haired person was actually one of our neighbours from down the road going on her morning jog. Meanwhile Chase was in the neighbor's shed playing and a great old time. Gramma was a lively soul who was never one to be stingy with the curse words. As a young girl, Brette came up with the first swear jar at the lake and made a mint off of Gramma - it may still be funding her college tuition. Emerson spent many a day snuggled up with gramma when she was a baby and gramma's most delicious homemade buns will always be known by Emerson's childhood name for them "gramma's small sandwiches". Hailey and Gramma shared a special bond and enjoyed many outings in Calgary to the Zoo (one of Gramma's favorites) and Calaway Park (Gramma always had to leave with a caramel apple). Gramma never left Calgary without making Hailey's favorite potato casserole. Gramma was immensely proud of Clark and his athletic ability in every sport he tried. She was at as many games as she could attend and was always talking about his trophies and medals. Gramma was the ultimate cheerleader.

One of our favorite memories of mom was watching game shows with her. Whether it was the Price is Right, Wheel of Fortune or our favorite, Jeopardy, we hardly missed an episode. One time we were up at the lake, and , and we all sat down to watch an episode of jeopardy. During that particular episode mom was doing extremely well answering almost all of the questions correctly. Now mom was a pretty sharp cookie, but something seemed a little off when she was answering questions about things she normally wouldn't have any idea about. She let us go on for a while believing she was having a stellar game but after grilling her about it, she finally cracked up and told us through gales of laughter that she had watched the episode earlier in the day. To this day when the Thomson family sits down to watch Jeopardy and someone's having a really good round, we still accuse them of pulling a Marie and ask them if they've seen the episode before.

Not only did mom love her game shows but she also loved to play cards especially Kaiser and Crib. Another pastime was playing her handheld casino games. Mom was competitive. She was a sharp card player and she liked to win. Many a table banging, coat flapping round of cards was played at the house. And she loved crosswords, word scrambles and word finds - every morning she'd be sitting a the the kitchen table chomping on a banana, sipping her tea and pouring over a jumble or other word puzzle. I think this contributed to how sharp her mind was right to the end of her life.

In her later years mom started to really enjoy life's simple pleasures. She loved her visits with Linda and Dennis, she loved her TimBit coffee dates with Tina, and she loved seeing Carol Shier and her mom Alma. She had so many cherished friends and family. Her door was always open, it didn't matter who you were, or how long you were staying, you were always welcome for as long as you wanted. Many cousins, friends and family members lived with us over the years, and it made for a household full of love and acceptance and generosity of spirit.

One of my favorite memories of mom is when or where I hear a kettle, I feel a sense of calm and think of my mom. We would always stop to have tea, a little break that would help us to get centered and put things in perspective. But watch out if there was no red rose in the house. She would drink nothing but red rose, pity!

Mom, we miss you miss you so much, your crazy laughter til you couldn't breathe or talk, your welcoming spirit, your generosity, your always putting everyone before yourself, your deep, immense, palpable love for us kids and for your family and friends. We know you are at peace now with dad up in Heaven. Thank you for giving all of us a wonderful life and the gift of having you to guide, love and share your wonderful sense of humor with us for 82 amazing years.

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Good Afternoon and thank you to everyone for being here today to celebrate the lives of mom and dad.

As my sister Cheryl and Greg have already acknowledged, today is a day of celebration. It is extremely fitting that today would have marked mom and dad's 60th wedding anniversary. Being able to hold this celebration with all of you would make both of the extremely happy.

My name is Glen Thomson and I am the favourite son of Ron & Marie. It is the ultimate honour to share with you the life and legacy of my dad, Ronald Reginald Thomson. Many of you will know dad by various other names such Reggie, Ronnie, Reggie Blue chip or as Steve Tartaniuk the track announcer at Marquis Downs referred to him as "Mr. Auto Clearing." No matter what name you may have had for him I know that he would have simply called you all, great friends.

To quote Charles Darwin "A man's friendships are one of the best measures of his worth". After reading this quote, I know my dad was one of the richest men in the world. Throughout the eulogy, you will find that I touch on many qualities that our family feel resonated the most in Reggie's personality; generosity, strength, loyalty, hard work, and kindness.

Ron was born in Saskatoon on march 28, 1940. He was the second child of Elsie and Thomas Thomson. His sister Jean was born 4 years earlier and the family lived in Elstow until dad was 13 years old. Like many young boys who grew up on the prairies, dad played many sports like hockey and ball. He remembers practicing his windmill pitching against the side of the barn, throwing the ball for hours on end. dad also enjoyed bowling and curling and he continued playing ball for many years as an adult. I remember going to watch him play with the Auto Clearing team. It was at one of his games that I got my first of many stitches. The group of kids was having a race to see who could be the first to reach the pole on the other side of the field. The competitive kid I was, ran my heart out and got to the pole first. Unfortunately it was my head that hit first as I tripped and went headfirst into that pole. So dad had to leave the game and take me to get stitched up.

Another memory dad had about growing up in Elstow was picking strawberries and raspberries by the train tracks. He would pick them and sister Jean would swoop in and eat them on him. He also remembers shooting crows and getting in trouble with his friends pinching cigarettes from the local stores. He attended school in Elstow until the family moved to Saskatoon where Grandpa Tom took a job as a painter. Dad finished his elementary schooling at Queen Elizabeth school before moving to Tech Collegiate for his grade 9 year. Dad never finished his high school diploma but went on to have a very successful career in the automotive industry.

His first job was as a gas jockey at the Monarch gas station. He only worked there for 6 months and then started working at Auto Clearing. He started off as the lot boy doing various jobs like washing cars, pumping gas, and changing oil. Eventually he moved into the leasing department and then on to the position of New Car Sales Manager. It was during these early years that dad met mom as she was working in the office at Auto Clearing.

When I asked dad about his first date with mom he told me that he picked her up in a black 1957 Chevy convertible with a special whip antenna and red leather seats. In his own words he said it was a real sexmobile. They went to the Southwind Drive In and watched the movie Dr. Chivago. After that amazing first date it's no wonder the rest was history !!! And just so you know the car up here is not a Chevy convertible. Both mom and dad did not wish to be buries. Dad wasn't really big on the idea of an urn so I thought where would he feel most comfortable. So of course I figured what better than a vintage Plymouth replica car. So with that dad is in the drivers seat and mom is beside him in the passenger seat.

Mom and dad were married on September 1, 1962 in Saskatoon thus making today their 60th Wedding Anniversary. Their first home was on York Avenue. It was here that my sister Cheryl was born December 14, 1964. I came along four years later on June 25, 1968. By this time our family had moved to 14 Grosvenor Crescent . My sister and I went to Holliston School and spent many summer days at the George Ward Pool. Our family went on a summer vacation every summer. many times we made the trip out to Victoria to visit mom's sister Connie and her family. We also did the obligatory tour of Montana, Wyoming and the Dakotas to see Mount Rushmore and Yellowstone National Park. Our best family vacation, though, was the trip to Hawaii in 1980.

Dad was a very loyal and dedicated worker: Anyone who had the opportunity to work with him would tell you the same. He spent long hours at the old dealership on 2nd Ave. being out the door by 7:30 and getting home many nights around 10 o'clock. This heavy work schedule led to a strict diet of coffee, cigarettes, raw wieners, ketchup sandwiches and cold soup out of a can. This was his life most days including Sunday when he would go in and get done all the work he didn't get to during the work week. It was Sundays when I would often go with dad down to Auto Clearing. I fondly remember roaming throughout the dealership. Sometimes I would take a friend and we would play hide and seek upstairs in the parts storage area. The funnest thing to do was to slide down the wooden parts ramp to the main floor, slivers and all!!! I also remember going with dad down to the old Baldwin Hotel for breakfast. This was a regular spot for coffee breaks for many years with proprietors Freddie and Mabel. It was quite fitting that dad made his final car sale just a few weeks ago. Knowing that he would no longer need his van he sold it to good friends and neighbours, Aaron and Jennifer. This made him very happy.

After spending time at Auto Clearing with dad on Sundays our family would go to grandpa and grandma Thomson's for supper. Grandpa Thomson was an avid piano player and great singer. Dad also loved to sing and humm his favorite tunes but unfortunately it was usually the same line over and over. Another great memory I have about dad was going to get our hair cut at the local barber shop on Broadway right by grandpa and grandma's house. larry the barber was deaf and mute and dad went to him for hair cuts forever. Maybe Larry can take credit for Reggie's great hair, some I'm still a little upset as he never passed this trait on to me. The man hardly had a grey hair let alone lost anay whatsoever. All of us follicly challenged guys sure are envious.

In 1977 we moved from Grosvenor Cres. to our new home on Willoughby Crescent that was built by mom's brother Bob Radford. This house included a suite in the basement that both Grandma Pearl and later Grandma Elsie lived in, Having these two under our roof was great as we got to spend a lot of time with them, even though we got in a fair bit of trouble especially from Grandma Pearl. Good thing she could never catch us though!

Dad was a notorious prankster. I'm guessing there are probably a number of you here today that fell victim to one of his jokes or pranks. Whether it was dressing up in costume or using one of his many accents he liked to use for a phone prank, he loved to have fun. I know he scared more than a few people and would string people along on a good gag. Some of his more notorious pranks were phoning Viv Williams and claiming to be from Saskatoon water works. He told her that the water was going to be shut off in their area for the next week. Ken came home to find every pot and jug they owned filled with water, even the bathtub was filled! He also phoned and claimed to be from Saskatoon animal control. He said there was a skunk outbreak in their area and that people should stay indoors until they got the situation under control. Then one day someone from the federal government called about a legitimate issue and Viv told them she wasn't falling for another gag but thanks for trying Ron. Oops!

Dad told me that his greatest achievement and the thing he is most proud about was the opportunity for him to buy into Auto Clearing and partner with Henry Savoie in 1982. I thought it was having me but apparently not. The two of them formed an amazing partnership and had many excellent years running the business until dad retired. During these years mom, dad, Henry and Linda were able to travel together on various Chrysler trips to Jamaica, Spain, Nashville, and Hawaii. Talking with one of his closest friends and colleagues, Sandy Bula she spoke of his genuine kindness and generosity to the staff at Auto Clearing. This included everyone from the salesmen and the front office staff to the mechanics and service technicians behind the scenes in the shop. If someone needed extra cash before payday, he would be the guy to ask. Looking through the comments in his retirement card after 45 years at Auto Clearing tells you everything you need to know. "Ron exemplifies the best of everything the auto industry stands for, dedication, commitment, and service. Your renowned presence, sense of humour, and love of life will be enormously missed by all." And that applies to the rest of Ron's life too. He made it a point to know everyone and be invested in them as people. And Reggie knew A LOT of people. I remember being a young impatient child and going places with him.... we wouldn't be able to walk steps without him having to stop and talk with someone. It definitely annoyed me back then but little did I know I would become that very same person. My wife teases me that she needs to tie a bell on me at social functions.

Even though dad was a super busy guy with work he always made time for his family. Personally, I remember that he always came to watch all my sporting events, especially hockey games. Spending time at Marquis Downs was another favorite pastime of dad's. Long before he ever got into owning horses' with his good friend Willie Lafontaine we would go to the track, place our bets and cheer on our picks. Dad truly enjoyed being around the horses and hanging out at

Marquis Downs. An obvious highlight would be the horse he and Willie owned White Cerf. This mare won 6 of 7 stake races one year and was named the Saskatchewan horse of the year. Her late race come from behind style made her such an exciting horse to watch.

1996 started a flurry of changes in mom and dad's lives. First they purchased a cabin at Murray Lake which would be the site for many family gatherings and memories. Secondly, their first grandchild Hailey was born in October of 1996. Clark followed closely behind, born 4 months later in February of 1997 and Brette 17 months after that in July 1998. They also inherited a grand dog Copper which Reggie loved so much. When Copper passed he kept a piece of her fur in his wallet. You could say it was a busy time for sure. After a break for a few years two more grandchildren arrived, Chase in 2006 and Emerson in 2007, arrived along with a new grand dog named Oreo. Reggie was a dog lover for sure!

After 45 years of working at Auto Clearing dad finally retired and was able to switch into retirement mode. The first summer after he retired, he spent many hours out on the lake in his paddle boat. He would paddle down towards Bula's cabin and then lay out and float all the way back to ur beach., not only waking up until he hit the patch of reeds nearby. At the lake mom and dad enjoyed spending time playing cards and visiting with Ray and Renee, Fred and Cara, Tony and Sandy. and Mike and Rosie. Most of their time however was spent down at the water enjoying their grandkids towing them around on the old purple seadoo for hours on end. One day at the lake Teira and I went golfing for the afternoon and mom and dad were on childcare duty. We had a direct TV cheater satellite system that could get every type of programming and I mean everything if you know what I mean. The kids wanted to watch a cartoon so Reggie turned on the receiver and proceed to search for shows. He didn't know how to use the guide and was flipping through channels and ending up wandering into the Adult movie section. Little did he know there were a lot of those special types of channels. So my kids got quite an eyeful at an early age as he couldn't seem to press the up channel button fast enough. And they still remember that to this day.

The lake was a gathering place for mine and Cheryl's families and mom and dad. It became the main piece that kept our families connected. The lake was a place that dad absolutely loved and somewhere he was truly able to relax and enjoy the things he had worked so hard all of his life to enjoy. He loved to spoil his grandkids and always had chips and pop readily available. He also loved to take them for ice cream at the Dairy Shop to get his favorite flavor, Rum n Raisin. Unfortunately it wasn't always available as it was very popular. My daughter Brette was a July baby and always got to celebrate her birthday at the lake with Grandpa and Grandma. For everyone in our family, Reggie would sing the Marilyn Monroe version of Happy Birthday, she just got it sung in person.

In retirement, mom and dad would join Tina and Klaus Monar on a yearly trip to Maui. They were able to go with them for a few years until dad's breathing became too difficult with the high humidity on the Island. Hawaii was a special place for them and I wish they would have been able to enjoy more time there. Going to the casino and trips to Las Vegas was another activity they liked to do together with friends. Mom would play the slot machines and dad would coach her.

Dad also learned some new skills in his retirement like washing dishes, cooking and cleaning. He became the houseboy as he liked to call himself. We knew he learned a lot because he was now able to open dishwasher and run the microwave.

Dad loved Halloween. He enjoyed seeing the kids come to the door in their costumes and always visited with each and everyone of them. His house became a popular stop each year at Halloween because he always gave out full size chocolate bars and bags of chips. He even let the kids pick which kind of bar they wanted. He was always overly generous in everything he did. The annual Easter egg hunt in the backyard was another Thomson family tradition. The most memorable one was when everyone headed out in his pajamas and Grandpa Reggie was in his blue Stanfields with a cigarette and coffee in hand.

Christmas was also a time that Reggie really enjoyed. He would dress up in his Santa suit, sit in his chair and hand out presents to everyone. One year he had received a gift from one of his regular customers down at the dealership, It was a rectangular box that was beautifully wrapped and sounded like it had plastic and cardboard in it so he assumed it was a box of chocolates. He thought it would be a nice gesture to give this box to mom as a gift because they usually did not exchange gifts with each other. I'm not sure who was more surprised when she opened up a brand new box of a dozen Titleist golf balls!!! And no mom never golfed a day in her life so she knew he had regifted them.

The Christmas meal was a tradition at the Thomson house with turkey and all the fixings. I can still hear dad declaring as he did every year.........."eat slow so you can eat more". A memorable Christmas was when dad lost his eyeglasses. Dad never misplaced a receipt or a bill in his life, as we have come to learn while decluttering his house. He is infamous though for misplacing his false teeth, glasses and coffee cups. After unwrapping all the gifts Ron was on the hunt for his glasses. Everybody in the house searched and searched until we realized they could only be in the garbage with the wrapping paper. Coffee cups were another cause for concern for dad. He had many of them hanging around various locations throughout the house and I'm sure it was no different at work. One day he put his golf clubs in the car and his coffee cup on the roof of the car. We got out to Greenbryre golf course and sure enough it was still there.

In the last few years, life for dad consisted of daily visits by neighbours, Facetime with Auntie Carol, myself, Cheryl or the grandkids, weekend visits by family, and watching the Blue Jays, the Riders or whatever hockey game was one. The TV was turned up full blast all the time as dad refused to get hearing aids. His lack of hearing led to many, many misunderstood conversations which gave us a lot to laugh about.

One time, my friend Trevor and I came to Saskatoon for the Kiss concert. We of course stayed at mom and dad's. Over the course of the evening, Reggie continually called Trevor, Mike. Trevor, being a good sport, just went along with it. Finally after a while, mom bellowed from the kitchen, "Ron you old fool, his name isn't MIke it's Tyson!"

They were like their very own comedy duo.

He was always sure to have food in the house or beer in the fridge for anyone who showed up. When the grandkids would come to visit, he always enjoyed giving the kids some "walkin" around money" which of course they loved. In his last month, he had many questions about what we though life after death would be like. In one conversation with Cheryl, he asked her if she thought there would be banks in Heaven. Of course Cheryl asked him why he would need a bank and his reply was "well maybe I would want to buy a milkshake or something". Cheryl assured him that when he did pass, that she would take some "walkin" around money into his clothes...and so she did.

Living in the house on Willoughby Cres. for 45 years mom and dad were fortunate to have some incredible neighbours who became great friends along the way. I know dad would be very happy that we are having this celebration in what what he would feel is his old neighbourhood. Neighbours Dennis and Linda Schmitz developed a particularly close relationship with mom and dad. Linda would come over and visit pretty much every night. As mom and dad grew older Linda and Dennis essentially became their caregivers and lifeline. Our family cannot express enough thanks for the care they provided. Dad's other go to was his friend Ken Williams. Again we are so appreciative that dad had people like you guys around him.

Dad was one of the strongest people I have ever known, He had the inner strength and will power to do anything he set his mind to. This included quitting smoking cold turkey and never looking back. I credit this to us being fortunate to have him with us as long as we did. A few years ago he broke his femur at home in their bedroom. Mom wasn't mobile so after he fell he tried to crawl to get to a phone but got stuck and ended up laying on the floor for hours. When his good friend Ken Williams came to the house the next morning to check in he found him on the floor. In typical Reg fashion he asked Ken to simply help him into bed and that he would be fine. What a guy! Only he would be able to recover and do the many months of painful physiotherapy to recover from such as serious injury all at the age of 80! When mom had to go live Oliver Lodge, he again showed his strength. It is not easy being separated from the one you love. Being able to hold her hand, at home, when she passed meant so much to him.

Dad was a genuinely kind person. I don't remember a single time that he had a bad word to say about anyone, and if he did he never spoke them. He truly was a friend to all. Even in his final days he showed amazing strength and courage, always putting on a brave face for anyone who visited. He would always smile and laugh even though he was struggling inside. That was dad, he made everyone around him feel good and he had a positive impact on so many of us. His kindness and generosity was felt by many and he would want everyone here to remember him with smiles and laughter and no sniffling. All I know is that the world needs more Ron Thomsons.

There is only one phrase that is appropriate as a final send off to dad. In his own words, "Cheerio, Pip Pip and all that Rot".

Goodbye Dad, Love you lots!

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THOMSON, Marie

November 25, 1938 – December 29, 202

Marie Thomson passed away on December 29, 2020, from natural causes, peacefully at home surrounded by her husband and two children.  Marie was 82 years old when she left us to be with the Lord.  She is survived by her loving husband Ron Thomson; daughter Cheryl Hamelin (Darren) and grandchildren Hailey Monar, Chase and Emerson Hamelin; son Glen Thomson (Teira) and grandchildren Clark and Brette Thomson.  Marie was predeceased by her nine brothers and sisters, and several brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law. She leaves behind two sisters-in-law and numerous nieces, nephews and close friends. The family would like to thank the staff at Oliver Lodge for their care of mom while she was a resident, the SHA Palliative Care team, and the many family members, neighbors, and close friends who provided tremendous support to us. A date for a celebration of Marie’s life will be announced this summer. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the National Kidney Foundation or the Parkinson’s Foundation.

Ronald Reginald Thomson

1940 – 2022

It is with heavy hearts, we announce the peaceful passing of Ron at the age of 82 on August 20, 2022 with his family by his side. Ron is survived by his daughter Cheryl Hamelin (Darren) and grandchildren Hailey Monar, Chase and Emerson Hamelin; son Glen Thomson (Teira) and grandchildren Clark and Brette Thomson. He also leaves behind his sister Jean Julian and sister in law Carol Radford. Ron was predeceased by his loving wife Marie in 2020 as well as numerous loved ones over the years.

A Celebration of Marie & Ron’s lives will be held on September 1st, 2022 at 2PM from Acadia McKague’s Funeral Chapel (915 Acadia Drive Saskatoon, SK ).

For those unable to attend you can join via livestream at www.faithproductions.ca/livestream.