Saturday, December 19, 2020
Eugene Kathol 1943-2020 by George Rock
Eugene was my old friend in two distinct ways, he was exactly one day older than me! Our Mothers were in the Drumheller Hospital at the same time. In addition, he was my friend for 59 years. We met at College, so long ago it was called the Olds School of Agriculture. Interesting, several classmates were expelled for liquor infractions, now they have a brewery on campus and use it to teach! We had to build a three door file cabinet in Structures. The day before the assignment was due, I went to him for advice on how to finish mine, the cabinet back I had built was narrower than the front and the drawers wouldn’t fit! He suggested that I would have to take the drawers out, and taper them.! This way the drawers could go in, there was not time, nor material to start again. And, so it was, I got a B for the project, seriously too high! Not the only time Eugene helped me out.
Eugene attended Mass regularly, and he knew that I had attended church when I was younger but I was in that “I don’t believe as much and it was easier not to go”. He got me to lots of services and I was all the better for it.
The College did not want students to have vehicles on campus, but couldn’t stop some of us. They didn’t make it easy, they assigned parking out in a field several hundred yards from any power, so no plug-ins. After Christmas, Eugene brought over a pick-up, I believe a 1956 Fargo with a flathead six cylinder engine. I’m not sure if it had a 12 volt system, but for whatever reason, maybe it had ten weight oil or both, it would start! We made plans one Sunday, after Church of course, and I was invited and attended to go to Calgary. He got the truck started and we went to Calgary, Eugene, Jim Derbyshire and me. It was close to forty below, but we went. Not sure why. The truck was so cold at the start, the hydraulic clutch wouldn’t fully engage, Eugene had to reach down and pull the clutch pedal back up until the truck warmed up. We did whatever was so important, which I can’t remember and returned without incidence back to the college.
I ended up in the College infirmary with some illness, Eugene was a regular visitor, and it was appreciated very much.
Often in a friendship, after marriages enter the picture, friendships end for one reason or another. Not so with us, Janis and my late wife June got along right from the start. We visited each other for the last 59 years, our first visit was to the Kathol farm west of Highway 21. Later, when the boys were small, they came for dinner at our place at Orkney. June made a baked Alaska, the boys’ wide-eyed looks as the ice cream went into the oven was something to behold! And, even more wide-eyed looks when they tasted it!
In later years we both had Recreational Vehicles, Kathols had the bumper trailer he pulled with the black Chevrolet ¾ ton. I believe the trailer was a 24ft. Travelaire, part of the family for years. At the time we had a 9 ft. camper on a Ford heavy duty half-ton. Later both families had 5th wheel trailers. We would make arrangements for camping someplace we could golf, tell stories, bbq, and fondly I remember Kathol asparagus as the best I ever tasted. Alix, Ponoka, Acme, Bashaw and New Norway were some places that I remember. At Alix, thieves made off with two cans of gasoline that Eugene had in the back, they even scratched the box, lowering the plastic can to the ground. Eugene told me that was the only time he had fuel stolen from his RV tow vehicle.
As a golfer, Eugene had a special relationship with a one iron. He could hit it! No one else I know could use a one iron.
We were invited to all of the family weddings. We were always assigned one or more Kathol family members to help us along, take us to the gathering spot between the ceremony, reception and dance and see to all our needs. Bill Kathol, Larry and Patsy, Ron & Launette were some I remember, but the whole extended family always made us feel welcome. Sadly, we weren’t able to reciprocate as both of our daughters were married in Ontario, and neither wanted any type of social gathering or dance in Alberta.
I believe it was Greg’s wedding on a Saturday in August, the day was sunny, windy and c-o-l-d. The next morning there was snow on the ground at Rockyford as I remember. We had decided to take a little trip to BC through the Crow’s Nest Pass. By the highway there was close to a foot and a half of wet snow. Now snow is not unexpected in Alberta, but in August!! Really!
Both June and I retired relatively young. We had a fifth wheel trailer and we were all over North America, from Fairbanks Alaska, to Boston MA, Texas and even a couple of months in Mexico traveling. After about six years, we decided that we wanted to settle down with a winter place. We knew that Eugene and Janis and Ron & Launette spent some time at Fiesta Grande RV in Casa Grande. We stopped there in the spring of 2009, Eugene and Janis had gone home but Ron & Launette made sure we were looked after (again). They knew of a spot, no. 721, right across the road from them and told us to ask for that site. Ron knew we were coming as he was watching all day. I’m not sure the truck even got shut off when he came out to warn us that a Black Widow spider had a nest in the electric box where you plug in the RV to ‘shore’ power. We stayed in that spot for the winter of 2009-10.
That fall we bought the park model at 716, just down the street from Ron & Launette’s park model and near Eugene and Janis’s fifth wheel spot. Again, Eugene’s skill at construction was really useful as he helped with some construction as we built an addition and a deck. We spent the next ten winters there, socializing, playing some golf and telling stories at numerous Happy Hours.
Really loyal to friends, Eugene even ate one of my cookies on December 14, what he wouldn’t do for his friends!
A good farmer, stockman and devoted to the Rockyford community. He was intensely loyal to: his family, his faith and his friends. Not much more needs to be said about anyone.
Eugene was always there when you needed him, always would listen, never judgmental, offer opinions but only when asked, a loyal friend. We’re all going to miss him. I will for sure, for he was my best friend.