Friday, October 11, 2019
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The Kindt family: Bob, Dale, Allison, & Joyce. This picture was taken in the late 1960’s at the United Church in Assiniboia SK.
My mother (Loretta) took this shot. There’s a few more pictures in this set and it appears that my entire family was here, including me. Everyone was dressed up, we were taking pictures, and Allison is a baby. So it could have been her baptism. Bob & Joyce were also my godparents, so that may have have played a part in the story too.
This isn’t the best photo of Bob or his family, but it’s a good photo of Bob’s generation. It was a time when society had more structure. Sunday’s were special, words meant something, and people would get dressed up just to go to town. Whether the world was a better place, back then, is debatable. But it was definitely more certain. And this was reflected in Bob’s morality, work ethic, and discipline.
We remember people by the way they made us feel and it’s often hard to describe with words. The best word I could use to describe Bob was...classy. Every time I was around him he had this way of making you feel accepted. I was just a dumb hillbilly kid but every time I saw Bob he was always humble, gracious, positive, and happy to see me. Lots of handshakes. He gave me far more respect than I deserved and I suspect he treated everyone with the same reverence.
I learned much later in life, how hard it was to be “classy.” To be a good person and do the right thing. To be graceful, regardless of the hand your dealt. The simple things are always the hardest. And it takes a lifetime to realize they’re also the most important.
Assiniboia Chapel