April 9, 2014
It is with deep sadness that the family of Keith Colvin announce his passing on April 9th in his 85th year.
Keith was a loving and much loved husband, father, papa, brother and uncle. He was also an honorary papa to some very special and valued friends. Having our Mike and his friends over for Canuck games gave him particular pleasure. Keith’s greatest source of pride was always his family. He supported their achievements in sports through coaching, umping and cheering. He, himself, took up golf and curling at a later age and loved motor homing to tournaments and bonspiels!
Keith was born in Fort Francis, Ontario and was third youngest of 10 children, including 7 boys. He is survived by his oldest sister, Merle McFayden who turned 102 just this year, brothers Dan from Kelowna and Glenn (Elvi) from Ontario and many nieces and nephews.
Keith is survived by Marge, his partner, friend and loving wife of 54 years, son Jim (Jenn), his daughters Caitlin and Courtney. He also leaves daughters Maureen (Craig) and her children Tammy (Dean), Nikki & Ryker (Brandy) in Calgary. Sharon (Kelly), Nic (Kelsey) and Molly from McBride, B.C., Kathy (Rob) Kay, Ashley (Gerry), Mike (Leah) from Campbell River, and Morgan from Calgary. Also lost without him, is his dog, Sooner. Hard to find the right words to thank Dr. Lebeuf for his understanding, care and guidance. Keith’s family is so very grateful. Also the care and kindness shown to Keith and his family by staff at Yucalta cannot be measured. Your compassion helped us through such a difficult time. We thank you all.
Keith avoided sad or solemn occasions, particularly in these last years. He did suggest to Marge that it wouldn’t be necessary to have such an occasion for him. Not surprisingly, he knew she would have the last word so, in keeping with the spirit of his wishes, his family would like to invite family and friends to a Celebration of Life at the Legion Hall from 1-4 pm on Thursday, April 24th. We are sure his Irish spirit would approve!
If I should die before the rest of you, break not a flower nor inscribe a stone. Nor, when I am gone, speak in Sunday voice, but be the usual selves I have known. Weep if you must, parting is hell. But life goes on so…… sing as well! – ~ Anonymous.