OBITUARY

Aron Benjamin KOEL

14 May , 19849 March , 2019

Aron tragically left us on March 9th. He was doing what he loved, working outside. Ironic to all he was not 200 ft up a fir tree with a chainsaw, or deep sea diving with sharks. A talented arborist and a kind and gentle soul, he leaves behind his wife Olympia and 3 young sons.

Services

  • Visitation Thursday, 14 March , 2019
  • Witness Cremation Thursday, 14 March , 2019
REMEMBERING

Aron Benjamin KOEL

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Gen Bock

13 March 2019

I met Aaron for the first time at a friend’s birthday party. I remember being introduced to him because we both shared a strong love for the ocean; we bonded over sharks in particular. We hit it off right away and chatted for a good portion of the evening. We kept in touch and happened to vacation in Hawaii at the same time. Aron somehow convinced my partner and I to go snorkeling at night to check out manta rays feeding on plankton. He was the only one with a flashlight. He lent my partner his wetsuit, generous as he was. We all swam out in pitch darkness, arms linked to one another. We felt safe with him. Never in a million years would we have had the guts to do this without him.

The next day, he set out to swim with a pod of wild dolphins. He recounted later on how he had brought a red bandana with him as an offering, and how the pod accepted it and proceeded to play tag.

The following summer he invited us out to spend a few days on Saturna island while he worked on a contract. He convinced us to rent a double kayak, pack our dog in the middle compartment, and set out for the day. On the way back we followed a group of Stellar sea lions while my dog stared at them in bewilderment. It’s still one of my favourite memories of British Columbia to this day.

He also offered me work in the Greens department, which offered me my first glimpse of the Vancouver film industry. He was generous like that. Picked me up from home at 4am and dropped me back off at the end of the day, no matter if it had lasted 16 hours. Never complained. Not to my face anyways (haha).

I’ll miss him. His sense of adventure, his bigger than life personality despite his modest demeaner, his dedication to the environment, always pursing his passions with a vengeance, and making every day count. I can already see some of that zest for life in his children.

You were so incredibly loved. Rest In Peace, Aron. It’s hard to believe you’re gone.