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KEN JOHNSON
Born: Sep 17, 1945
Date of Passing: Jun 24, 2020
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KEN JOHNSON
September 17, 1945 - June 24, 2020
We did so much together that even after a year apart, I still find some things hard to do. I still watch the clock once in a while to see if you're going to be late. 3:30 p.m., you're on your way home. Or I'm thinking of what to make for supper. Your 8 hours of work day is done. There's no phone call. Just my tears. If wishes and prayers could bring you back to me, you would be here. I love you and miss you so my dearest friend and husband.
Love always Kitty
Hi Pops,
Hard to believe it's been a year since you left. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. When I got the call saying you were being
rushed to St. B., my heart sank. But, still, I was optimistic. I pictured you in bed, all of us around you, telling you to "smarten up, we want you around for a long time". But that wasn't the case. Instead, I heard you didn't make it. When I heard those words, I literally hit the floor. I was beyond devastated. I have never felt pain like that. All I remember after that is chaos and hearing mom screaming, "I want to see my husband". She kept telling me 'This time we aren't alone. This time we have people around us, to help us get through this." I'm still having a hard time trying to "get through this". These last 12 months have been the saddest, hardest months of my life. There have been days I don't want to get out of bed. But I force myself. Must work, dogs need food. There will forever be a void in my life that can never be filled. I love you so much.
The kids love you and miss you. Terry misses you. The dogs miss you. I miss you.
Your loving daughter Marguerite with Terry,
your grandchildren,
Charmaine and Christopher with Alisha
It has been a year since I got that call I never wanted. Mom called in tears hysterical crying saying you were on your way to St. Boniface.
You rarely asked for help so I knew it was serious. A short time later I arrived at the hospital. Once I got in the doctor pulled me aside. It hit me at that moment cause the way he started to talk I knew. When the doctor spoke those words "Mr. Johnson I am sorry your father did not make it" my world
collapsed. Mom was anxious rocking saying I want to see my husband. Dad it was horrible not only did I lose you now my mom was being told that her husband, soul mate was gone and her heart was going to be torn in two. A year later mom and I are doing good and so is the rest of the family. Mom and I
actually talk I know shock to everyone. Dad I struggle everyday, I shed tears daily for you which is hard. I miss our talks and really could use one cause you always knew what to say or not to say. I hope you and Grandma, Grandpa have caught up and that you have a beer with Grandpa and remember that we miss you but understand you are safe and happy.
From myself, Denise and the kids
and grandkids "Love you Dad" RIP.
It's been a year that you've been gone now dad. And it hasn't gotten any easier. Not many good things have happened for Joseph and I. We keep plugging along, but without my rock, it's definitely not easy. Losing you has been the worst thing to happen to me. I'm
struggling without you. I miss you so much. Joseph struggles just as much. He wants his grandpa back. He is driving now, and he can hear you say "just do it". So do I. I don't see life getting any easier for us dad. But we won't give up. We love you, miss you and will forever need you!
Love Annissa (daughter)
and Joseph (grandson).
followed his son Richard around wherever he played. Fred and I benefited from this. We
attended many hockey fundraisers which we enjoyed together with Friede and Ken. We
enjoyed the company and the dancing. Then there were the long weekends in November when we drove down to Grand Forks. Here we enjoyed the shopping, to see who got the best bargains. Of course, Ken enjoyed the food as we all did. We would find the best
restaurants that served generous servings for our money. We shared many thoughts and ideas around the table. In the afternoon we found a coffee shop that had many pastries, especially cream pies. Ken always wanted to fatten me up, because I was too skinny for him. It was something he always teased me about. In the evening we would enjoy the pool at the hotel, played shuffle board and had
pizza. These were good times. Also, Ken loved roast beef. It was his favourite. We shared many great barbeques at his place. Most of all Ken was a family man and he was a hard worker, loved Friede and his children. We had many family gatherings together. We shall miss you Ken. There will always be room in our hearts for you.
Ken's sister-in-law, Margaret.
A Much Belated Thank You
children, daughter Marguerite with Terry Charmaine, Christopher with Alisha, son Richard/Denise, Brittany, Taylor with Josh, great-grandchildren, Sky and Ella, daughter Annissa, Joseph. My children, they never left me. They were and still are my supporters, my rock. Thank You ALL .
As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Jun 24, 2021