Garry Hobson

Garry Hobson

Gaa-Gaa-Gii-Anung

(Northstar)

It is with great sadness that the family of Garry Hobson Sr. announce Garry’s peaceful passing at the Lorne Memorial Hospital in Swan Lake, MB on Thursday, May 19, 2022 at the age of 71 years. 

Garry leaves to mourn his loving wife of 39 years Shirley Walker;  10 children, Cory Hobson, Garry Hobson Jr (Cathy), Dale Garneau, Evelyn Garneau, Jessica Hobson, Gina Hobson, Charlene Walker-Hobson (Jason) , Kayla Walker-Hobson (Brad), Milo Walker-Hobson (Roseanne), Tyler Walker-Hobson; and numerous grandchildren and  great-grandchildren.  He also leaves to mourn three siblings, Audrey Gaywish, Harry Hobson and Brenda Hobson; his Aunt Helen and Uncle Bill along with numerous nieces, nephews,  cousins, relatives and friends.

He was predeceased by his parents Harry and Irene Hobson; two daughters Peggy-Dawn Yuchner and Candace Hobson;  his siblings, Rick Hobson, Melvin Hobson, Walter Hobson and Gail Verna Hobson; nieces Deanna Hobson, Michelle Kelly and Colleen MacDonald; nephew Denny Hobson; and great-great grandchild Zandriel Mason Moon Merrick.

Garry was born August 29, 1950 at Indian Springs, Manitoba at Swan Lake First Nation. He grew up in Brandon and Birtle and was a residential school survivor. He was a first class welder, and did carpentry and mechanics.  He loved gardening and working in the yard.  He will be sadly missed by his family and many, many friends.

Traditional Wake will take place at the Swan Lake First Nation Community Hall on Wednesday, May 25, 2022 at 4 p.m. Funeral Services will take place at the Swan Lake First Nation Community Hall on Thursday, May 26, 2022 at 12 p.m. Cremation will follow the service and the family will have a private interment in the family yard.

Adam’s Funeral Home of Notre Dame de Lourdes, Manitoba in care of arrangements.  Phone 204-248-2201.  To view the service details and leave condolences, please visit www.afh.ca

Garry Hobson Sr. was my father. There is so much I could tell you about him… First of all, it has to be told that he was truly my biggest hero! He taught me so many things, and said so many things that I can’t help but look back and smile at because I can see him throwing his head back and laughing that laugh that we all knew and loved. I can still hear it so clearly in my head and it makes me smile. 

He was such a jokester… He had such a great sense of humour. I remember when my sister and I would be singing away in the backseat and it’d get to THAT part… the pinnacle moment of the song and right in the middle of it… BOOM! He’d turn it off! Leaving my sister and I getting mad at him… and he’d throw his hand back laughing and he’d slap his knee. HIS favourite time was when he did it when we were singing Blue by Leeann Rimes. Told us we sounded like a couple of old hound dogs howling to the moon…. Then did his famous knee-snapping laugh!

Or the time when my mom and dad were getting ready to go to bingo. There’s my dad all slicked up in his dress shirt, blue jeans with his super slick hair, and cowboy hat. They bought us some goodies and dad kept snatching them… and loving our pretend annoyance. They’re putting on their shoes and dad gets up and bends over to put on his “lucky cowboy boots.” My mom looks up from putting on her shoes and just burst out laughing at him. She was laughing so hard, that it was contagious. I ran to see what happened and to my surprise, he had brown all over his little bingo duds… which made me join in on mom’s laughter. He couldn’t see what we were laughing at, and neither of us could stop laughing long enough to tell him. Turns out when he stole a handful of my rosebud chocolates, he set them down between his legs to put on his socks first and forgot about them. We laugh about it to this day at the thought of mom not noticing it, and him walking around the bingo hall like that! He had thee BEST laugh over it! Tried it again shortly after by running by me super fast when I opened my Fanny pack that was full of sour gum…. We had such a good laugh when he threw em all in his mouth at once and spit em out so fast that he resembled a nerf ball gun! He always asked it if was sour after that. 

He had so much knowledge with so many things and I’m proud to say that he’s taught me a lot of things. He was such an inspiration to my sister and I that the first thing we signed up for in High School was Welding. My sister and brother continued to be inspired by him and signed up for Carpentry. My dad continued to teach my brother every possible thing he knew, and as my dad’s sickness got worse. My little brother became the “Go-to-guy” if you need anything fixed! I’m so proud of him for all that he knows. He reminds me of him and I’ll always treasure that. 

My little brothers have seen the most and I’m proud of both them for being here to help mom and dad with everything. They took such great care of them right until the doctors stepped in and took over. My daddy was such a warrior. His strength is and always will be so amazing to me. He always made me feel so safe and like I had nothing to worry about. He protected us fiercely. I’m so very proud of him for fighting to stay as long as he could because he put up one heck of a fight. He’s always been a fighter. He fought right to the end so that he could be here for us as long as he could. As broken as I am that he’s not here with us anymore? It brings a smile to my face knowing that he isn’t in any pain anymore. His fight is over. No more suffering. He’s with everyone who we’ve lost. My biggest loss. My greatest love. My ultimate hero. My father…. Garry Hobson Sr. 

Promise we’re going to be ok…… until we meet again, ta-ta for now Daddykins…. I’ll love and miss you FOREVER!!!

Your youngest daughter

Kayla Hobson

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