Tyler Scott Shwaluk
OBITUARY for TYLER SCOTT SHWALUK
It is with great sadness that we announce the untimely death of our son, grandson and brother Tyler Scott Shwaluk, age 20. Tyler was born August 4, 1994 in Red Deer, Alberta. Tyler leaves behind his parents, Kim Shwaluk and Daryl Johnson and sister Cody Jayne. Tyler graduated from Major Pratt School in 2012 and choose a career in the oilfield. Tyler loved his job and took pride in his work and the independence it brought him. A celebration of life service was held at the George P. Buleziuk center on August 28, 2014 in Russell, Manitoba followed by an interment at Russell Cemetery. Honorary Pallbearers were Lane Boucher, Daniel Dunn, Jordan Cullum, Nolan Frieze, Kody Judd and Jeremy Yagelniski.
Tyler's generous spirit continues to follow him with his many donor gifts of life. A Tree of Life service was held in Winnipeg on June 22, 2015 to commemorate the many organ donors this past year including Tyler. His mom Kim, grandmother Florence and aunt Lori were in attendance where they were presented with a token in recognition of Tyler's gifts.
The Tyler Shwaluk Memorial Oilfield Scholarship Fund was set up by his father Daryl and will continue to provide assistance to high school graduates wishing to pursue a career in the energy sector. Tyler's sister Cody presented the first scholarship award this year at the Major Pratt graduation June 22, 2015.
The scholarship has been established through the Living Legacy Community Foundation. Donations can be made by cheque payable to: Living Legacy Community Fund. Mail to: Living Legacy Attn: Sandie Ross Box 1343 Russell, MB R0J 1W0.
EULOGY written and read by Lane Boucher
When a person passes away from old age, friends and family make sure to focus on the life he or she lived. Unfortunately, when a person passes away young, those around that person tend to focus more on the death and forget that there was a life lived. I think that's unfair and today I want to celebrate the life of Tyler.
I've spent all my life growing up with Tyler and am honoured to do this for him, his family and everyone here today. I apologize if I ramble at any point; I became so overwhelmed by over a decade of memories with Tyler that it was difficult to organize everything into one speech. To do so was like trying to summarize my entire childhood and early adulthood into a few pages. I'm sure everyone here has countless stories about Tyler as well and I'm sorry I couldn't include them all in here, but it's all of your stories and memories that will help to keep Tyler alive in our hearts for years to come. I've been sitting around over the last week reminiscing with everyone about our lives thus far and it was rare to remember a time when Tyler wasn't there - smiling, laughing, and making our lives just that much better.
I wasn't quite privileged enough to know Tyler right from Kindergarten, but I'll always remember the day he walked into our classroom in grade two. He had blonde streaks in his hair and I thought he was the coolest guy around. I always wanted to pull off the frosted tip look but unfortunately couldn't because of my fiery red hair. Tyler was timid at first, as he didn't know us yet, but little did we know he would become a friend who would always have his presence felt. for example, I'm sure a few of you can remember his unique pronunciations for words. We bugged him about saying "fumbs" for "thumbs", "hopstital" for "hospital", "dithernt" for "different" and "conoya oyo" for "canola oil". I don't know why canola oil ever came up in conversation, but it sure gave us a laugh. Little things like this made for hours of laughter and would prepare us for Tyler's uniqueness - something that would never grow old.
As we left early years and somewhat matured, our parents allowed us to go off on our own. Every night of the week Tyler, Jordan, Nolan and many more of us would meet at the statue around 6:30 on our bikes. Daniel's parents would often drop him off somewhere in town to come meet us as well. The mischief we caused around town, the roofs we climbed and the slushies we drank are vivid in my memory and Tyler was there for every adventure. Jordan was usually the organizer behind our nightly excursions, and I can remember Tyler and Nolan joking about Jordan becoming our full time secretary later in life. As we've grown up, we haven't forgotten our nightly meet-ups. As time has gone on, our lives have taken us to different places. This distance hasn't kept us from seeing each other whenever we're all home and even though the meet-ups have become less frequent, they haven't lost any value.
On one occasion, at the age of 15 before we were licensed drivers, Jordan and Tyler decided that our usual mode of transportation - pedal bikes - would not do in the rain. Jordan took matters into his own hands and picked up Tyler in the van Linda was trying to sell. As I'm sure most of you know, Jordan's driving skills weren't quite road-ready. Tyler, being Jordan's passenger, didn't feel the need to stick around for the aftermath, because he had actual math homework at home. Tyler's math skills were something of which we were all envious. Math never really clicked with me, but he was there throughout our school years to explain various levels of algebra and the finer points of trigonometry.
Math wasn't his only interest; he dabbled in the world of sports when we were younger. He had the height for the volleyball net, but the coordination just wasn't quite there. He should have been a conductor with the way his hands gracefully set the ball. His baseball career was marked by a highlight reel moment in the outfield. He leapt through the air like a gazelle; eyes closed, limbs flying, glove up, and hoping for the best. Lo and behold, there was the ball, sitting in his glove. Jaws were wide open, and nobody in the stands could believe their eyes. It was a scene fit for a movie. Big theatrical moments like this were a part of Tyler's character.
Tyler and I started snowboarding around the same time. We did our best to teach the other but there were countless crashes into each other, falls onto ice and even the odd broken bone. Our mutual love for snowboarding took us on an unforgettable trip to Banff when we were in grade 11. I remember we had a two-four of iced tea finished by about Regina, so that made the trip interesting to say the least. To this day, that has been my only trip out to the mountains so every memory of mine relating to the Rockies has Tyler in it. We were partying in our condo as Bill our chaperone was sound asleep. We decided to get rowdy on the balcony and shout down to passersby. I yelled "what's up girl, we're 16 how old are you?" Tyler asked "how you doin", to which she replied, "Hi, I'm Linda from security. We've had a noise complaint." Needless to say, she didn't come up to our room. The rest of the trip was filled with all sorts of laughs.
The stories that begin with a night of partying at Tyler's house on Assiniboine are infinite. Thinking back now, I can picture Tyler being there for the first time I had a few too many beers. And, it goes without saying, hundreds of other beers throughout our lives. I don't think we can thank Kim enough for allowing us to party there nearly every weekend for a good chunk of our high school years. Not to say we just partied there, Tylers' house was also our go-to movie spot and the place to shoot pool, even if Rick didn't approve of our touching the table.
After graduation, our lives tend to take us in different directions. Tyler began his time on the rigs soon after we graduated and coordinating our times at home became more difficult. He was proud of his work and genuinely interested in everything about his job. The rigs are far from my area of expertise, but Tyler, on a few occasions, explained to me what went on during the average rough neck's shift. Not only was he proud of his work, he was proud of the independence that he could build with his earnings. His truck, his RZR, and even his own house were just a few things that started him on his path to becoming a real adult.
With these added responsibilities it was tough to gather up our old crew, but when we had the opportunity to be together it was as if no time had passed. Our last night together was with the same group that would meet at the statue, plus many others. The night could honestly not have been more perfect. Tyler was being the fun, rowdy, spontaneous person that he always has been.
Tyler's character was original. He didn't feel the need to act like everyone else, dress like everyone else, or change to a way that would please everyone. He was one of a kind and I hope everyone learned from him that being your own person is one of he most important things you can do. He was a loyal person who loved his friends and family members. Whether it be trimming his grandparents' trees in town, making sure he got out to Shellmouth to visit his grandparents there, or spending time with his cousins in Langenburg and Russell, Tyler was devoted to those close to him.
I hope I have shown how full Tyler's life was throughout his twenty years. Tyler had a rough night a few years back and I remember telling him how important he was to our group of friends and me. This hasn't changed and I hope he never forgot that. The friends we grew up with are the ones who have shaped us into the people we are today. Each and every friend of mine fits together like pieces from a puzzle. In the movie Stand By Me there's a quote that says "I have never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve." It's hard to realize how true this quote is until a piece of your childhood is missing. Tyler is a piece of my life, and hope he's found peace now.
A FACEBOOK COMMENT WRITTEN BY MIRIAM KOCH
Tyler Scott Shwaluk................Tod
FROM HIS MOM, KIM
Not a day goes by that I do not think about my son. But as the months go by the minutes between become longer. My son was a vibrant young man with a passion for life. He had just started to find his way in life on his own. He had a job that he loved and had moved to a house in the valley. He enjoyed fishing and quadding in the hills. Our family grieves for him immensely and we have grown together more because of this. We have had a few celebrations of his life down in the valley where he so loved to be.
TYLER'S PHILOSOPHY OF LIFE (Written by Tyler, when in Grade 9)
My philosophy of life is that you should live life to the fullest. There is no point of living life angry and sad. That way you have no fun. You have to think of all the good times and not the bad. Although that can be tough at times you will always make it through. Live life like there is no tomorrow, chill with your friends, take risks, and try something new every day. Be who you are. Don't try to be something you're not. Treat people the way you want to be treated. Life is a very valuable thing; you should be good to yourself. Eat healthy, stay active, have fun and be happy. Do things you like doing that make you happy. You know you can't live forever so you need to achieve many things in life. Such as getting a good job that you enjoy doing, start a family and make all your dreams come true. I want to do as many good things that make a life and always be happy and love the life I am living.
Funeral Home: Braendle Bruce
Town/Prov: Russell Manitoba
Date of passing: August 20, 2014