GEORGE WALDO VINCENT

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GEORGE WALDO VINCENT Born April 13, 1920 at Portland, Oregon, passed away suddenly at age 84 years on June 25, 2004 at Creston B.C. George was raised in Gladstone, Manitoba, and had a full and interesting life. Having served in the Canadian Airforce from 1940 - 1956 acting as pilot in rank of Flying Officer and he was employed as a Conservation Officer for several exciting years. All of these positions he thoroughly enjoyed. He retired in 1979, moved to Abbotsford and then to Creston, B.C. Throughout his life he and his family moved 43 times due to his several postings. His favourite hobbies were hunting and fishing and he was not seen without his favourite dog. He was a member of the Royal Canadian Legion for 43 years. George was predeceased by his mother, father, one brother and one sister. He is survived by his wife of 64 years, Eileen and their four sons Geordie (Betty) and their children Sharon and Shaun, Douglas (Maureen) and his children Corrie (Rob), Baumi, (Rob) Wendy Magnes, (Brent) and Sarah, Michael (Kathy), Tim (Pam), Damien (Jeannine) and Tyler, Gerry (Teri), Heidi, Denise (Mark), Tessa, Kate and Thomas; great grandchildren Joshua, Andrew, Justin, Cathou, Caillie, Brandon, Abby, Kael, Marlaina, Sage, Chloe, Desiree, Annalyse, Aaron, Jaryd, Syera and Joshua. George will be sadly missed by his loving wife and large family, relatives and friends. A private family Celebration of Life Service will be held at a later date. Friends wishing to make a memorial contribution in Georges name may do so to the Creston Valley Wildlife Area, Box 640, Creston, B.C., V0B 1G0. High Flight Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth and danced the skies on laughter - silvered wings; Sunward Ive climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of Sun-split - clouds and done a hundred things you have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung high in the sunlit silence. Hovring there ive chased the shouting wind along, and flung my eager craft through footless halls of air. Up, up the long delirious, burning blue, ive topped the windswept heights with easy grace where never lark, or even eagle flew - and, while with silent lifting mind ive trod the high unsurpassed sanctity of space, put out my hand and touched the face of God - Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Jul 20, 2004