July 14, 1930 to June 30, 2016
It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of our father and grandfather, Bob Settle, just two weeks shy of his 86th birthday and less than 5 months since the passing of his wife, Mavis, our mother and grandmother. Dad was born in Duncan, B.C., mom in Alsask, Sask. Both were longtime Penticton residents, having lived in the same house for almost 60 years. Together, we discovered, they liked to keep things, lots and lots of things. We found letters our mom had written to her “daddy” at 6 years old and pay stubs from when dad was 14. Both were incredibly hard workers, never sitting still. There were no soap operas and bonbons at the Settle household during the day, no siree; instead fresh cinnamon buns, dripping in icing or some other delectable treat awaited our return from school. Dad was an avid outdoorsman and although he would have preferred to be at his cabin, fishing, hunting, dirt-biking, quadding or ski-dooing, he also enjoyed puttering around in the yard, striking up conversations with whomever happened to walk by. Both mom and dad had amazing senses of humour. They taught us to laugh at ourselves and that humour comes in mighty handy when times are tough. Dad was especially funny, and even as Alzheimer’s robbed him of his mental awareness, he still came up with some zingers–amazingly, not long before he passed. They both loved animals: dad more of a dog man, tolerating the cats, while mom a lover of all things furry (ok, maybe she didn’t go gaga over mice). Our cats always lived to a ripe old old, due to their incredible fitness level. Whenever they heard dad’s voice or his footsteps, they would sprint under the nearest couch until the coast was clear. In his later years dad finally saw the light and was devastated when “daddy’s little girl” Iniki, a grey tabby, passed away at 17. Dad is survived by his daughters, Sharron Smith (Aubrey), their daughters Lindsay and Kirby (Byron) and Marilyn Thomas. He was predeceased by his younger siblings, David, Edward, Marion and Florence. Dad spent his last 5 years in Haven Hill, as a result of Alzheimer’s disease. We would like to thank the unsung heros, the care aides and nurses of Upper Apple, who, with such unbelievable compassion, managed to make dad’s new residence feel like a home, by extending endless kindness and affection. We would also like to thank Dr. Snyman who went way above and beyond in his care for dad, especially in the extremely difficult last month. In memory of both dad and mom, a simple random act of kindness or making someone laugh, just for the sake of it, would be appreciated.
Hunter Bob has left the mountain; the deer can now breathe big sighs of relief.
No service by request.