ROSE: Earl, July 3, 1953 - October 29, 2011. A celebration of Earl's life was held Wednesday, November 2, 2011 at 2 pm at the Unity Agroplex in Unity with Bruce Martin officiating. Memorial book attendants were Tyler and Amanda Rose, Amanda and Sem Dezic and Wyatt and Aiden. The eulogy was by family and friends. Pallbearers were Orrin Rose, Jon Rose, J.S. Pipke, Dave Geertsma, Lyle Pewap and Cameron Atcheynum. Honorary Pallbearers were "everyone who knew Earl". The interment was at Pleasantview Cemetery and lunch was served at the Agroplex in Unity. Memorials are left to Luseland Bible Camp and The Rose Family Youth Initiative Fund. Donations can be made at the Unity Credit Union or sent to Heather Rose. Lovingly remembered by wife Heather and children Jesse (Mark), Orrin (Rosalynn), Marla, April (Chad), Joel and Colin; Grandchildren Wyatt, Aiden, Aubrey, Quaid and Tyrell; Mother Lavina Rose; Brothers Melvin and Dale and families; Sisters Evelyn, Gloria, Judy, Marie and families. Predeceased by his father Gilbert Rose; his sister, Karen; sister-in-law, Dona and son Rolan. The eulogy: For those that don't know me ... my name is Shannon Kelly. I am Earl's niece ... one of many. It is my honour today to be here giving the eulogy and celebrating with all of you, the life of such a wonderful man. To each of us in this room he was somebody special: a husband, a son, a brother, a father, a grandfather, a cousin, an uncle and especially a friend. Earl Edwin Rose was born a cowboy July 3, 1953 in a small log house on the bank of Lost Horse Creek. He used to the tell nieces and nephews that as soon as he came out, he wiped himself off with the first big leaf he could find, he checked to make sure Grandma was OK, he put on his chaps and went off snaring rabbits. Of course the kids believed every word - and we still do. From that day on Earl was on the go. Earl attended Murray Lake School. The typical country school where you had to walk ten miles through knee-deep snow, uphill both ways. As a young man he loved to hunt. He was always hunting rabbits and grouse. And from my understanding he always managed to con his younger siblings into coming along to help. He carried the gun (because they were much too young) and Marie and Karen carried the rabbits and prairie chicken back to the house. When Earl was 9 or 10 he received his first pony. He and Melvin each got a foal from Grandpa and Uncle Johnny's mares (Betty and Beauty). They rode those ponies every spare moment of every single day, after school and weekends from morning till dark. They would tell Grandma they were going done to the lake, and Grandma assumed they were riding down to Murray Lake which was not to far off. They would spend all day there and not come home till well after dark. Grandma said she didn't think much of it. "Boy, those boys sure enjoy that water". It wasn't till years later that she found out they were actually riding those ponies into Cochin, cruising all over the place and on the public beach and getting into mischief. As Earl got older he still did not slow down. Earl was a WILD ROSE ... one of the wildest of the bunch. Always doing something crazy. The one story that seems to pop into the minds of everybody I talked to was the day Earl shot himself in the back of the leg. Of course the story I remember as a kid is that he was out shooting bad guys and spinning his six-shooter around while trying to holster it just like John Wayne, he accidently shot himself. Quick Draw McGraw I called him. I think the real story was he was crawling through a fence and the gun accidently went off. They were out shooting magpies, not bad guys. Anyway he went back to the house bleeding all over the place. Grandma called Randy Bird (a very dear family friend who was staying there at the time). She called him at work and told him that he needed to come home right away but wouldn't tell him why. Randy took Earl to the hospital and all the while they were fixing him up they were asking a lot of questions and all Randy remembers is Earl muttering under his breath, "Don't say anything." All turned out well. Earl spent many years of his life doing this and that. He played broomball for Robinhood, and hockey for the Cochin firemen. He worked pipelines and rigs. He lived and loved and had three beautiful children Jesse, Orrin, and Marla. Although Earl's road of life held a few speed bumps he always stayed true to his dream of being a Cowboy like the ones in his Louis Lamour novels. Then Earl met Heather ... And they got hitched and rode off into the sunset to live happily ever after. And that's exactly what happened. Heather and her four children Rolan, Colin, April and Joel have complimented and completed Earl's life. He had accomplished everything he always wanted: a farm home with cows and horses, room to rope and ride, a beautiful wife who loved him dearly, seven beautiful children and five amazing grandchildren. Since being in Unity, Uncle Earl has found true happiness and peace of mind. And it showed in his daily life, the smile of contentment on his face as he pulled his boots on to go to work or out to do chores. He was active in his community and cared deeply for all who crossed his path. He participated in rodeos and qualified in 2007 for the international Indian rodeo finals in Chandler, Arizona; one of Earl's greatest achievements, besides his children. His family has always been the most important thing in his life, always there with a kind word and a warm, comforting hug. All visitors were welcome and made to feel like family. He was a true cowboy at heart and you could see it in his eyes. We are all going to miss him dearly, but he is never really gone as long as we remember. We can take comfort in knowing that he will be greeted at the gates of God's pasture by his dad, his sister Karen, his son Rolan and other friends and family that will welcome him in and make him feel at home. C-ya on the other side Uncle Earl. We love you and take care out there. Always Missed, Loved forever, Your family. Arrangements were entrusted to Glassford's Funeral Home, 228-2648, "Serving with dignity and compassion." A Cowboys Last Request By Terry Ike Clanton Let me tell you folks Who have gathered here today That I'm a proud and thankful cowboy Who has just passed away I know it's hard But please don't cry Fer I'm now ridin' Gods trails High up in the sky The hoss I'm ridin' now Don't spook, buck or kick Fer God stables perfect horses And now I have my pick Lord, please forgive me of all my sins Fer I haven't been perfect But I know that he who believes in You Forever wins! I have lived a good life A cowboys dream come true Thank You Lord, Fer I'm now ready to ride into eternity Me, my horse, and You. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
