Gordon Kobayashi
August 27th, 2014
Our wonderful Dad, Grampa Gordie and Papa Gordie passed away peacefully in his sleep recently in Coquitlam, BC. He will be lovingly remembered by his children Linda (Glenn), Ken (June), Hael, and Peter (Trish); grandchildren Isaac, Nadia, Graeme, Alan, Malcolm, Danica, Trevor, great grandchildren Linda and Kelly, sister Betty as well as several nieces and nephews.
Dad proudly served his country in the Intelligence Unit of the RCAF in WWII and had a passion for singing and cycling. While he grew up back east, his business travels brought him to the West Coast and he developed an affinity for the spirited waters and majestic mountains of beautiful British Columbia. His dream of living on a sailboat resulted in him moving out to BC and living aboard the Snowbird II for almost two decades. He also enjoyed travelling with one of his favorite destinations being the Baja peninsula which he managed to cycle three times while in his mid-sixties and early seventies. Cuba was another favorite where he enjoyed the warmth of the sun and hospitality of the locals. Dad also volunteered for several years with the Japanese Canadian Citizens Association and enjoyed teaching children the importance of road safety while cycling.
The family would like to thank the staff at Dufferin Care Centre and Dr. David Freedman for caring for our Dad over the last several years. We knew he was in good hands. A private celebration of life with immediate family will be held to remember him.
In lieu of flowers donations to the Nikkei Place Foundation http://nikkeiplacefoundation.org for the Stanley Park Cenotaph Project, in memory of Dad, would be a great honour for him
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Our deepest sympathies go out to your family.
My condolences and I was wondering who was Gordon's father, The reason I ask I found him the COMMON GROUNDS magazine a couple years back and he sure looks like my l(late)brother Rupert Wilson of Fort Rupert. Thanks for your time. Buster Wilson