William "Bill" Masyk

Obituary

William Masyk

Born September 19, 1938 Left us January 5, 2021

Bill was predeceased by his parents Paul and Jenny Masyk, his brother Joe and his brother-in-law Dave. Survived by his sister Helen, his sister-in-law Christine and his children. The first being his oldest daughter Kim, then his daughter Sandra, who he spent his last years with. And the youngest, his son Jason who he was with until he joined Sandra. And of course, numerous grandchildren and great grandchildren.

After being a trucker the majority of his life he loved to keep busy, he enjoyed his tinkering, there was no way to get him to just sit and relax. He’d say he’d rest when he was gone, and he has earned every moment of that rest now. 

The best part of Bill was his energy and spirit. And how he loved to joke. That huge smile as he teased and flirted his way through a crowd. Never a shy moment and never one to let anyone feel left out. It almost bothered him if you were quiet, he’d go out of his way to put a smile so that your face matched his.

With so many great stories and memories we’ll just share a few.

• There was the time he informed an engaged Brianne that she won’t stay married long if she keeps wandering into men’s bedrooms (she went in to offer him dessert after a lobster boil)
• How he would sneak up behind and peck a cheek or forehead with a quick kiss (always the flirt)
• How he would reference his friend Johnny in nearly every conversation (there’s no Johnny)
• Teasing his grandkids and great grandkids because talking to them would be too simple (trying to steal toys, loving their attention so much even when he wasn’t around loved having them snuggled in his bed, keeping it warm)
• His spunk, like the time he caught Devin off guard pretending to spar with him and got a kick to the shins for his troubles.
• His witty sense of humor like when Gord got tired like he does, and was asleep on the couch causing Bill to wake him with “ holy F you make terrible noises when you sleep, I was lying in bed and heard a weird noise and had to come see what the f it was.”
• The way he could take jokes as well as dish them out. Like how you could tell him how it was and he’d just laugh or how Janice would sneak into his room using the extended arm and scare the bejeezus out of him. If he could have moved faster, she would have gotten a swat or two.
• His friendships meant so much to him. The way he enjoyed just being near people. And valued them. His conversations with Glenn, maybe not a lot of words were used but a lot was said. mutual respect he appreciated.
• His family, the way he would light up talking about how Sandra and Janice made his life so much better every day.
• His kindness. There is the time he felt bad Mary’s tomato plant was not doing anything, so he went out, bought a tomato and tied it to her plant so it was not bare.

There are so many more stories and examples its hard to know where to stop. We’ll use this one as the last.

There was this squirrel that was constantly near his window, with an enormous set of nuts. Each and every time he saw him, he made the same joke about knowing who should get that pair instead of a tiny squirrel, all with that sweet shit eating grin of his. 

You can almost picture him smiling at you now.

Celebration of life will be held in High Prairie at a later date to be determined.

A daughter’s biggest nightmare is losing her dad. I have lost mine. And I am in such pain that no one can feel. I MISS YOU DAD