July 22, 1920 – August 19, 2010
Denis will always be remembered by his wife Rita of 66 years, daughter Terry Thiessen (Jake), sons Michael (Linda) and Ray (Lynda), granddaughters Katrina and Whitney, brother Michael (Joanne), sisters Maureen G. Marshall and Paula Francis, and many dear friends. His life was adventurous and his accomplishments many …. World War II veteran, mechanical engineer for Alcan, and a man who could design and build many things. Problems or difficulties were simply challenges to be embraced and solved. He loved the sea, built numerous boats including a 40 ft sailboat (Intrepid), and enjoyed many years of kayaking right up to age 90. He ran his own diving company, flew his own plane, and did a lot of volunteer work including: search and rescue, Kitimat air chief, as well as 25 years with the RCMP auxiliary. After retirement at 62, he continued his thirst for knowledge, always motivated to stay ahead of the curve in matters of engineering and technology. He also continued his participation with many interesting activities, one of which included earning his black belt in karate. Apart from accomplishments, he selflessly helped so many people in his life. We will never forget him. We would also like to thank the many wonderful people who looked after him in the Nanaimo hospital, Royal Jubilee hospital in Victoria and the Victoria hospice.
No service by request. In lieu of flowers a donation to the charity of your choice.
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Jackie Mufford Worboys
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Muriel (Pettie) Dowle So sorry to hear your dad has passed away. I know from experience it is a shock even when expected. It sounds like he lived a wonderful full life and you will have a lot of good memories.
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Georgina Galanis I remember one Christmas some years ago I was warmly invited into the Stevensons eclectic world of short wave radio..morris code…seashore and a sage garden (Rita) “Steve” seemed to me a man’s man, who was bound and determined first to reach the summit -ever ready with flag in hand. One who strived to attain mastery of the sciences, technology and organized service groups that propel our world. As a leader he cultivated the tough lessons of perserverance, inner discipline and respected fearlessness, ever finding solace and counterbalance in waves and natures bounty.
What remains is the cherished memory of times shared by his family and friends, near and far. The best of qualities instilled in his children, curiosity not beset by challenge (Ray) that they learn by example to ask and decipher –What will you do with this one big beautiful life you have been given?
Although I did not know you well…This for you Steve..
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“I must go down to the seas again to the lonely sea and the sky. And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by and the wheels kick and the winds song, and the white sails sailing, and the grey mist on the sea’s face and the grey dawn breaking…..I must go down to the seas again for the call of the running tide is a wild call and a clear call, that may not be denied …and all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, and the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea gulls crying…
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Barb and Harry Critchlow Dear Rita
We were both extremely sorry to hear about Steve.
May it bring you comfort to know that your sorrow is shared.
Our deepest sympathy to you and your family.
Barb and Harry Critchlow
Dear Rita, Terry, Mike and Ray,
I was very sorry to hear of Mr. Stevenson’s death. My father always had good memories that he passed along to us of his experiences with Steve not just at Alcan but down the channel as well. Please accept our deep condolences at the great loss. May you find many good memories to sustain you at this difficult time. Neil and Jackie