Edward (Eddie / Ed) was born to Anne and Joseph Bobinski in Rossburn and moved at the age of 5 to their farm approximately ‘1/2 way’ between Shoal Lake and Oakburn along the east side on Highway 21... we all called it the Pink House. He grew up farming, trapping, fishing, and playing baseball (Oakburn Orioles). He married Bernice Hachkowski in 1966, farmed close to his parents and had two sons, Clayton, and Monte. Once his dad had passed, he purchased the farm from his mom and there they had a daughter, Jolene.
Like many farmers, he also worked outside of the farm, road construction, worked at the nickel mine in Thompson and helped build a few elevators across the prairies. He also later drove school bus, taking joy in spinning the tires to thrill the kids. This 'simple' farmer later moved his family to Edmonton, Alberta where he later applied for "a job that sounded interesting". They were opening the brand-new Edmonton Institution (“the Max"), where “BOBO" helped bring in the first load and then served a "life sentence+". (26 + years!). He will always be remembered for his awesome inappropriateness and his "Dad jokes". (That's definitely where Monte got his inappropriateness from). He would tell it straight - the way he saw it...regardless of someone's 'position'. If something needed to be said, it should be said. Much respect for this quality.
He Loved the simple things in life. Visiting Family (especially the grandkids) & friends (sometimes with homemade libations which sharpened everyone's cribbage skills), hunting and fishing with buddies and nieces/nephews, and sharing moose jerky was something he truly enjoyed. Just look at his garlic crop! He loved long drives, hauling trailers, or camping throughout Western Canada, Alaska x 2. Stopping at all the local museums was a must, which lead to him volunteering at the Prairie Mountain Regional Museum in later years. He enjoyed reading, watching his grandkids play hockey or rugby and enjoyed "just being"; (as it was noticed he sometimes snuck out to quietly watch a meteor shower). He was comfortable in who he was. Not perfect, but ok with himself. He was Gedo.
He was most proud of his three kids. “They all turned out OK, which in the end, is all you can ask for”, he would say. He Loved to tinker. He always joked that: "if he always kept a very long to-do list, he could never die."
I guess his list is finally complete.
God bless and know that Gedo loved you too!!