Wayne Gorden Joseph Nemeth

Apparently, it was time for me to move on to another dimension. I wasn't quite ready yet but we have little choice about that. Some things about my life on the conveyor of life. Things jump on and things fall off as we move along.

Born some where in Saskatchewan (Parents Katherine & Julius Nemeth). Delivered by horse doctor (according to my mother) spent seven years on a farm till my parents got tired of being farmers, we all

moved to North van in 1947 (Thanks Mom Dad) ,been here ever since. Great place to grow up, great place to raise your kids. MY brother Dale was born some time along the way. Spent school years in N van

met some really nice people, worked at a number of jobs enjoyed them all. Was lucky to meet and make some really great friends. Wanda, Peter/Moira, Barry & Betty, Sig & Ruth, Stan & Ginny, just to name a

few.

Met this absolutely stunning woman (Karen) intelligent, smart, kind, caring, the kind of person you would want for your best friend, fell deeply in love. Got married had two children ( Adam, Karleigh) She was my best friend, my loving wife, the great mother to our children, the caring daughter to her mother and grandmother and a great friend to many . Watched my kids move along the conveyor and develop into

two really well rounded people. Adam became the mechanical wizard, a gentle soul with a kind heart. Karleigh became this wonderful teacher to help the young children into the world of wonder and knowledge.

Some where along the conveyor this cool guy Christoph jumped on and stole her heart, they got married and gave me three wonderful grand daughters ( Paige, Brooklynn, Sasha ) .Sadly my mom and dad fell

have missed them every day.

My bucket list had a few things still rattling around on the bottom but I was pretty satisfied with my life, no regrets. (I still would have liked to find that cool 1934 Dodge 4 door sedan)

to Karen,Adam Karleigh, Paige, Brooklynn, Sasha, Christoph ,and my devoted little buddy Fonzie, I deeply loved you all, you made my life full and wherever I go I will miss you deeply.

So someday when you are walking along and a little breeze blows around you it might just be me checking in on you. Do not mourn my departing remember the good times we had together

I leave the rest of the world to you guys take good care of it. Take care of each other I will see you all later

There will be no funeral services, no flowers please, if you wish, make a donation to your favorite charity

Oh, by the way, you all have 3 months to grieve, or not, then get off your butts and get on with your lives,

Thank you all for enriching my life ... Wayne

PS I have enclosed a little poem by Dylan Thomas--

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO that good night,

Old age SHOULD burn and rave at the close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right.

Because their words had forked no lighting,

they DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO that good night.