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KENNETH RAYMOND MATHESON (KEN)
Born: Jan 01, 1948Offer Condolences or Memory
KENNETH RAYMOND MATHESON
On January 1, 1948 he was welcomed by his parents, Ray and Eleanor Matheson. He was a child of the fifties. Gregarious and outgoing as a boy. He enjoyed the freedom to explore and engage in the pleasure of pickup baseball, shiny hockey, football, biking until dark, building hideouts and snow forts in the nearby prairie.
He relished the summer trips to West Hawk Lake, fishing, water skiing and fine tuning his tennis game. He couldn't wait to head out for visits to the Lackman, Loeb, James and Endler farms. He was thrilled to run wild with his country cousins.
He grew to be a quiet man who never lost his enthusiasm for play. His sisters, Joyce Cormack and Connie (Bob) Aitken, could always count on him to revel in a rousing game of cards, charades, canasta or crokinole.
His nieces, Katharine Hasz and Andie (Jim) Urquhart and nephews, Rob (Hilary) and Jay (Deborah) knew that uncle Ken was there to share good times. He was one of them.
He was GUK (Great-Uncle Ken) to his great-nieces and nephews, Alexa and Jamieson Urquhart, Keanna and Bodie Hazs, Lachlan and Xander Aitken. On his visits to Coney Island and Kenora, he would play whatever they wanted him to. When they were little they used him as a car or a boat. As they matured so did their games and GUK was always up for volleyball, grass court tennis, bocce ball, frisbee golf, grounders or anything that those kids could imagine.
His curiosity led him to world travels, after graduating from the University of Winnipeg. He headed to Australia. Over the years he visited Mexico, Southeast Asia, Russia, Bulgaria and Greece.
He took joy in physical and mental activity. Whether on the field, the court or the ice he was savouring each moment and was very fond of the friends he made. He played tennis, baseball and curled. He was biking from a baseball game on his way to a tennis game during his final moments.
He rarely drove. He travelled around the city, jogging, walking, biking or cross country skiing.
He followed his inherent nature, not only being in the moment but giving it his full attention. He never required a bucket list. He lived his bucket list.
"In the end, we'll all become stories"
- M. Atwood
We love Ken's story. We are a part of it.
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Chapel Lawn Funeral Home
As published in the Winnipeg Free Press on Aug 03, 2019
Condolences & Memories (1 entries)
My deepest condolences to all of Ken’s family. Being the youngest of Alfie’s girls, my memories are of get togethers with family and unfortunately with the distance there are not as many of those as we would liked. Thinking of you all and hoping your memories bring you peace. - Posted by: Janet Loeb Stacey (Cousin) on: Aug 09, 2019
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