JONES - It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of Roy Edwin Jones, late of North Battleford, Saskatchewan on September 25, 2012 at the age of 95 years. Roy was born on May 1, 1917 at Robin Hood, Saskatchewan. Roy will be remembered by his son Art (Linda) Jones: Kevin (Becky), Craig (Shelly), Brad (Linda); daughter-in-law Isobel Jones: Brenda (Doug), Kim (Lee), and Debbie (Ken); stepsons: Ross Morton: Cheryl (Steven), Angela, Heather (Ryan); Kent (Janice) Morton: Lara (Curtis), Nicole, Kip; brother Eddie; sister-in-law Cecile Jones; as well as numerous great and great great grandchildren, nieces, and nephews. He was predeceased by his long-time companion Florence Morton in February 2012; son James Arden; daughter-in-law Emily; brothers Gordon and Albert; sisters Lily, Hazel, and Aggie. The Service of Remembrance was held on Saturday, September 29, 2012 from the Chapel of Sallows & McDonald - Wilson & Zehner Funeral Home, North Battleford, with Mrs. Joyce Salie officiating. Members of Royal Canadian Legion Branch #70 were present as an Honour Guard, and Veteran's Honours were given led by Comrade Mr. John Welykochy. If friends so desire, donations in Roy's memory may be made to the Heart and Stroke Foundation or the Royal Canadian Legion Branch #70 (specifying Poppy Fund or Building Fund), PO Box 777, North Battleford, S9A 2Y9. Condolences for the family may be left at Funeral arrangements were entrusted to Kristeen Thiessen of Sallows and McDonald - Wilson and Zehner Funeral Home, North Battleford. 445-2418. Eulogy- By Brad Jones Roy Edwin Jones was born in Robin Hood on May 1st, 1917, and grew up in the Marron District south of Medstead with his brothers, Eddie, Gordon, and Albert and his 3 sisters, Lilly, Aggie and Hazel. Roy went to school at the Marron's school until grade 8 after which he stayed home to help farm and also worked for neighbors on threshing crews as well as working at a sawmill. He eventually moved to Edmonton and found work at Swift's meat packing plant. There he had two sons, James Arden and Arthur Leroy. In March of 1943, Roy enlisted in the army. The military took him to Italy where he was injured and hospitalized for some time. He later toured Belgium, Holland, and Germany and also marched in the Victory parade in Berlin at the end of the war. He was awarded several medals for service to his country and was honorably discharged in November 1945 with a rank of Lance Corporal. After his discharge, Roy returned to Edmonton and Swift's until he moved to the Cochin area with his sons to farm in 1951. There wasn't much water on Grandpa's old farm so they wintered cattle in Cochin until later in the 50's when they moved there year round. Grandpa sold his land in 1979 but continued to help his son's farm for many years after that, until he retired full time. In his retirement, he kept busy with building lawn ornaments, foot-stools, knick knacks and doo-dads in his workshop, watching baseball on television and having naps on the couch. He also enjoyed horseshoes. Apparently, he was quite good, having won the senior men's "B" side at the Canadian Championships in 1990. Roy wintered in Apache Junction, Arizona for many, many years. I would be so excited to see what strange and wonderful gift I would receive from the fabled "flea market" when he came back in the spring. Grandpa loved seeing his grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great grandchildren. We were quite often the butt of his practical jokes. I am sure that quite a few of us saw 'stars' through a coat sleeve, which I recently learned was quite an old prank, dating back to his brother Eddie's school days in the early 20's. I guess some jokes just never grow old. He would also try to coax one of the little ones to pull on his teeth, and He got quite a kick out of the reaction when they would pop out of his mouth into their unsuspecting hand. There was usually a whoopee cushion hidden somewhere for someone to sit on, or a piggy bank rigged with a mousetrap that would explode if you put a coin in it. He also loved to tell jokes, and apparently they were very funny, because by the time it was ready to deliver the punch line, he would be laughing so hard that he could never finish the joke, and all of us would be left hanging. Other things I can remember about Grandpa is him singing "Me and Bobby McGee" or "Put Your Hand In The Hand" when we were travelling together when I was very small, and when my children were very small, he sang the same songs to them. I'm wondering now if they were the only two songs he knew. I also remember that he would cut my hair and no matter how I asked for it to be styed, I would always end up with a brush-cut. His cologne of choice was insect repellent, because of his allergy to black fly bites, and to this day, the smell of deet still reminds me of him. Grandpa entered eternal rest on September 25th, 2012. His years were filled with many laughs and love from everyone who knew him. We are all better people for having known him and having him in our lives. We love you and will miss you very much. May you rest in peace surrounded by our love and the care of God Almighty.
