BORDON BERSCHLEY

Condolences & Memories (5 entries)

• So this is just crazy. I am reading this book, and they're talking about how in this day and age, it is impossible not to find EVERYONE through google searches. So, I google myself (you've been gone awhile, this is not a dirty term, lol) and sure enough, there's a link to my Facebook profile. I chuckle, and I'm just about to close the search screen when I notice your name on the very bottom of the screen. I notice that it's your obit, and I wasn't going to read it but the kids are asleep (I have three now, I wish you could have met them) so I open it up. And there is your face staring back at me. It's amazing how someone can exist around the edges of your everyday and yet you don't see it, you almost forget.... and then BANG! The edges converge and they are once again brought out in sharp clarity. And while some of the intense pain has been dulled by time, the feeling of loss never will be. I miss you. I miss the grand, funny, weird, larger than life presence of you. The very thought that my children will grow up never having you to spark the darkest corners of their imaginations with your bizarre (and let's face it, not entirely realistic) stories of your life and experiences seems a crime. How can I possibly convey to them the unique character of you? I will try. I love you. I miss you. I am so sorry that I wasn't a better kid. You were an amazing uncle and I am lucky to have been able to spend even a minute in your presence. What I wouldn't give for just a minute more..... - Posted by: Charity (Niece ) on: Mar 10, 2017

• Well, here it is 8 years after your passing and I can't express how deeply I miss you and with Christmas just around the corner, you are foremost on my mind again. I miss all the things we shared as brother and sister. We seemed closer than most siblings in our neighborhood. You taught me so many things in my life, about tato & mama, music, the art world, dance and the arts, and most of all how to appreciate the simpler things around us. Your talents for capturing the true nature of things was impeccable. After your accident when you were 9 years old, your artistic talents started to blossom. We always knew you were gifted in so many ways but your art really stood out from the rest. Bucky, I can't express just how much of an influence you have been in my life then and to this day. You will forever be in my heart and on my mind and I know that goes for your nephew Collin, too. He misses you so much and we talk of you and the things you both shared, often. I could go on forever about the things we did together whenever mom would let you take me with you, to concerts that we won tickets for on the radio, to the pubs just so you could introduce me the the groups you knew, like Long John Baldry, bands like Journey, and so many more, too many to mention. I loved how you explained things in your own nonsensical ways and how by the time you finished explaining, I could see your points as well. Well, I will close now and hope that somehow this gets to you up there in the clouds, like the ones you were so good at depicting in your artwork, and that someday we will all be together again as a family, and maybe this time around, in a more peaceful and happier world. Love ya lots and always, Julia (General Leigh) - Posted by: Julia Berschley (Sister) on: Dec 01, 2014

• It's Friday September 20, 2013 the day before what would have been my brother Bordon Berschley's 64th birthday. It's a beautiful fall day, the light is high, the day is sunny and bright and I'm looking out the window at work and everything is so still and peaceful. I find myself remembering my brother Bordon painting in the back yard of his home in Winnipeg, all those beautiful vibrant colors. Time doesn't make it easier, hell no, time only draws grief out like a blade. I miss you Bordon, I miss our talks about art and life and I am so grateful for having had you, my dearest brother, a natural wanderer in my life. You helped raise me and Orysia and Julia after dad died and my memories of you are long, so long, taking me back to our childhood of wandering through our neighborhood and the Dominion Lumber and Sawmill, 1/2 a block from our house and so many adventures, with my big brother to keep me safe. I feel your presence in my life every day. I am well and happy. "The kid", Andrew, is well and happy too. He's a husband and a father, so I'm a grandma too, and life is good, but incomplete without you in it. One of your beautiful paintings hangs over my granddaughter's playroom. Your paintings are in all your family's homes and we keep you also in our hearts always and forever. You were here and we know it. Your life had meaning. We knew you and you knew us. What more can there be? What took me to this website all these years later I'm not sure? I think I was supposed to find Nancy here, your beautiful Nancy and to tell her if she doesn't know it that she who was the love of your life. Take care Nancy too, I'm sure Bordon's watching over me, over all of those who loved him and I know he's watching over you too. Thank you for remembering him too. Natalie - Posted by: Natalie Berschley Hemingway (sister) on: Sep 20, 2013

• Uncle Bucky, what can I say? You always seemed to be around and I don't think that has changed. Although I did not spend as much time with you as your close family, in the moments we shared, you managed to make me feel like family. You inspired me artistically, philosophically, and creatively, and I thank you for that. You always encouraged me and my talents, and that meant a lot coming from you who was on another level when it came to art. I think I've taken on your love of movies and it's always fun to throw out quotes from films like "The Perfect Weapon" that not too many people would get. Every now and then I imagine what it would be like to talk to you now, after all the growing up I've done and the types of conversations we would have. I'm sure you'd be proud of my accomplishments, but I want you to know that your influence has played a large part in that. I'm glad I had the privilege of knowing you and I believe I'm a better person because of it. - Posted by: Alex Barker (Nephew (not by blood but in spirit)) on: Mar 03, 2012

• My dear Buck, here I sit on a cold winter day in Mission, British Columbia reading the obituary of a classmate that passed on January 11, 2012 and you popped into my mind. You pop into my mind quite often. I remember the first time we drove over the Henderson Hwy bridge together, by a cemetery, and you gave a wave...I asked who you were waving at and you told me, "my Pop". You waved everytime we drove by...boy you had a good heart with alot of love in it. In speaking with my brothers recently we all talked about what a GREAT guy you were. Such a nice man who lived life to the fullest. I have so many wonderful memories of you, that even at this moment, brings a smile to my face. You were a great artist and I'll never forget when you won the tickets to the Journey Concert for us as well as a sail board and other fun prizes. I still have the photo of the picture you painted..it was amazing just like you...I will see you again one day, in heaven, and we will share another smile and some good laughs my friend. I miss you and long for your friendship! Love and God Bless to you and the entire family...miss you all! Your friend forever Nancy Ezako xo - Posted by: Nancy Ezako (Friend (girlfriend of 6 years)) on: Jan 15, 2012