Byron ‘Bruce”s Obituary
We grew up calling him ‘Bruce’. Bruce was a hard worker; when his hands weren’t busy, he was lost. He also adored children and children loved him; he had nicknames for everyone he loved, he got this from our mother Rose. Bruce also had a great sense of humour. Bruce was a sports fan, and his favourite hockey team was the Montreal Canadiens. Bruce grew up playing hockey,
Byron is survived by his Daughter Jonelle Bjornson; Son Wade Bjornson; Stepsons Jordan and Jeffrey Fabian; daughters Amber Siemens and Raevin Francis; surviving siblings Hazel Bjornson, Marguaret Bjornson, Linda Bjornson and Sidney Bjornson; nieces and nephews Adam Sherback, Kristie Sherback, Scarlet Bjornson and Jess Demish, J.R. Bjornson, Bridgette Loonskin.
Bruce is predeceased by his father Peter Bjornson; mother Rose Bjornson; brothers Glen and Gordon Bjornson. surviving siblings, Hazel Bjornson, Maragert Bjornson, Linda Bjornson and Sidney Bjornson. Nieces and Nephews, Adam Sherback, Kristie Sherback, Scarlet Bjornson and Jess Demish, J.R. Bjornson, Bridgette Loonskin.
Byron will be dearly missed and remembered with great love.
Jonelle Bjornson
Memories of Dad
We were always against the wind together daddy and we always made it through. I’ll always think of you, and I’ll always love you I miss you daddy I’ll always look up from here on…. chow for now dad love bubble butt.
To my loving father We had our ups and downs, but you were in my life when my own mother wasn’t. You helped me through a lot and you loved your grandchildren so much, from Natalie being born to her first words and steps she loved you and knew you were her grandpa you stepped up, you were my father and my hero for what you did in my life, and I will cherish all the memories we have together dad. Like watching the hockey game and you yelling “Celabee” or how every winter you build us the most kickass forts. I really wished you got to meet talon your grandson. You’ll always be in our heart’s dad; I hope we can make you proud. I love you dad, thank you for everything you had done for us
My daddy was the best father I could ever ask for and no one could ever take his place, he was my best friend, he always did the most for me growing up, maybe because I was a daddy’s girl. The earliest memory I have of him was when we played hide and go seek with a bunch of kids from our reserve one dark night and we played for hours, or when I was in kindergarten, and he walked me on my first day when I wore my favourite little black backpack or driving around with him in my grandpa’s water truck, and he would let me collect the receipts. He loved me and my brothers, his grandchildren and his wife Agnes with all his heart and he will forever be in ours.
(Jeff Fabian)
Obituary for Dad
I wish that it wasn’t necessary to write this. I wish even more I could be there in person to read this. To carry my father the way he carried me as a child will be a source of guilt for the rest of my life, to not be there for him at the end.
My father and I didn’t always get along, but I knew he loved me, and he knew I loved him and still love him now. I don’t have any memories of my biological father, I was too young to have any, all my life it was Bruce, who had come into my life and decided to raise two boys thatweren’t his and love them as they were his own. He used to tease me by calling me nicknames, but Tuffy stuck. So much so it became synonymous with my real name. In a sense it was my name as well, it was a way for him to say that he loved me too. Over the years from childhood he’d change shape for me, looking like heroes from films that I liked the most. He was Bruce Lee for a time, and even made the sound effects jokingly to make us happy, and later as Rambo and Rocky with his Sylvester Stallone impressions. To me he was a hero larger than any of those characters, a man who literally broke his back for our family and to provide for his children, doing the best he could for us with his two hands. The stories and lessons imparted were important to me, shaping me into the man I am today. To speak your mind honestly and openly, to help others when you can, and to stand your ground in your beliefs. I’ve shaped my entire life on his beliefs, and was the source of inspiration for my
civil activism that I continue to this day. Whatever his character may have been to others, to me he was by far the greatest man I have ever met. Beyond words I could write here, or say. He was my father and I love him with all my heart.
Whatever is on the other side, he deserves happiness everlasting. I’ll miss you dad. I love you. Love, Your Tuffy Wuffy Puffy.
-Chow For Now-
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Our most sincere sympathies to the family and friends of Byron ‘Bruce’ Bjornson February 01 1965 July 21 2021..
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Death notice for the town of: Peace River, Province: Alberta