Obituary of John Charles Boire

… THE SUNSET OF LIFE… In the sunset of life, The shadows are dim; The years orchestrated, By life’s fickle whims. Where once there was brightness, A life filled with light; It drifts toward the sky, On shadows of night. The sweetess of youth, Is a memory now; Yet holds all the sweetness, Our hearts will allow. For memories fade, And ‘tho time slips like sand; Our time is dictated, By God’s simple plan. In the sunset of life, I have found joy and peace; I shall celebrate life, ‘Till my sunset has ceased. Maybe you knew dad as Brother John, Papa John, Johnny or just plain John. You probably didn’t know that his friends from decades ago called him Crazy John for his fun loving antics, love of life and easy going nature. As a transplanted Canadian dad subscribed to Canada’s national motto- take life easy- take life in stride. John’s heart was as big as his smile and you could see his gentle soul deep inside his big blue eyes. John had his own, sometimes eccentric ways of seeing things in the world and in our lives. You may have come here today thinking you came to honor John- you’d be partially right. In a bigger way dad guided you here so he could honor you and thank you for the relationship and memories he shared with you. Our family wants to thank you for being here, for being a part of his life. Dad came to Seattle from Winnipeg in 1948 after serving in the Canadian Royal Army. The weather of the plains and lure of opportunities in the States drove him to hit the road and follow the sun west. When he ran out of road and hit the Pacific Ocean the impact was overwhelming – he recounted his feelings of seeing the Pacific Ocean for the first time. “There was water for as far as you could see, in every direction and across the whole horizon”. The ocean’s size, power, beauty and transitions made it one of dad’s favorite places in the world. Our best memories will be of camping on the coast, walking the beaches, ocean cruising the Carribean, Alaska’s inside passage and the salmon fishing excursions off Westport. It's at times like this that we look for closure. Keep the memories open. Dad would want you to take the best parts of his relationship with you and carry that forward. Live life, be happy and most importantly of course, take life easy where you can. I don’t know what John liked better, being on the road or being at the destination. His life’s passion was to drive, whether it was for work driving trucks and heavy equipment, or while on the road on one of his leisure trips or enroute to his daily errands around town. His motorhome’s license plate comically read, “I’m lost but …. I’m making good time! That typified dad. I think at times he’d want to lead you to believe he was lost but deep down always knew where he was. We all enjoyed his subtle sense of humor and his perspectives on life. For now we can be certain he is not lost and more than that that he is happy at his destination and having the time of his life! He’s finally caught up with those sunsets he’s been chasing all these years. In the sunset of life, I have found joy and peace; I shall celebrate life, ‘Till my sunset has ceased. And to that John would add per his accustomed farewell, “Bye-bye for now.” Dad we love you, we’ll see you at the beach, on the ocean and in the sunsets! Love Kymm