PETER SCHINDLE

Condolences & Memories (5 entries)

• Edie, my deepest sympathy to you and your family in Peter's passing. Thoughts and prayers are with you all. - Posted by: Karen Hainstock (Friend) on: Mar 20, 2018

• My cousin Peter was a storyteller par excellence. He could go all night pulling stories from his real life experiences. He didn't just talk the talk but did indeed walk the walk, in the bush, and float the boat, in fishing waters. I have a hard time believing I won't get to listen to him anymore. My condolences to Rebecca and Andrew and the kids. - Posted by: Bill Redekop (Cousin) on: Mar 19, 2018

• It was good to reconnect with Peter and you, Edie this past year. I admired the skill Peter had with his photography. He had a great deal of talent. To Edie and Rebecca and your extended families and friends my heart felt sympathy. It is difficult to lose someone you love. Peter and Edie had been so kind to Reid these past years. Thank you. My memories are more of our time as kids, when we played together. I see four obituaries of our extended family tree here in the Free Press and know that it does not include Aunty Olga, Uncle George, nor cousin Harold who past recently as well. Hugs to all of your and their family members. May good memories sustain you. - Posted by: Val Burch (Cousin) on: Mar 18, 2018

• How does one describe his best friend? There is only one way for me, Peter Schindle. -A man with many friends, and he spoke of them all, often. He would always start off by saying……..My friend________, would say, and then off he would go, telling a story about them. Peter was a man with great knowledge. It wouldn’t matter what you were doing, or if there was something you needed to know, or if you just needed someone to talk to, Peter was there for you. Goose hunting with this man was always a great adventure. We would scout and guide each other in fields all over the Interlake. The only time we really disagreed, was when we would discuss which direction the decoys should be facing. Periodically, he would actually let me decide. Every Spring, whoever saw the first flock of geese returning, would call the other and say, “They’re Back!” This would certainly cause our trigger fingers to itch! Well Peter, “they are back”. I’m not sure what you would call it but, yesterday I went out side just in time to see my first goose of the year, a lone goose flying over our house. Not a honk, peacefully flying by itself. This reminded me of our friendship. As they say, geese, having lost their partner/friend, never find another. I now understand that feeling. Memories that will last for ever-- hunting, driving around scouting, out in the goose fields waiting for that next flock to come in and often fly away. Talking about whatever, getting together for coffee or lunch, talking about the last hunt or the one coming up. Deer hunting and staying at the cottage, coming in for lunch or dinner and have a 5 course meal waiting for us that Susan always enjoyed preparing. Playing crib with Susan after dinner, and having to show her your hand after you counted points, just in-case maybe you missed points or possibly even counted more than you had. All these memories have been playing through my mind, and I hope they never stop. Peter’s zest for life was evident right up to his last few days. He did not let this terrible disease stop him, nor did it really slow him down. He never complained, always full of spirit. He continued to deer hunt, and went fishing until the boat came out of the water, and enjoyed chicken hunting until that season was over. Peter and Edie spent countless hours touring the Interlake, going to Birds Hill Park, and Oak Hammock. Edie, you were with him every step of this journey, I thank you for this. . To write a tribute to Peter’s life, it would contain many chapters. I feel very fortunate to have been a part in some of those, and I am going to really miss those times together. For now, my friend, until we meet again, you set the decoys, and find the right tree for the deer stand., I will bring the coffee and Colleen’s donuts. May you rest in peace….. Bob - Posted by: Bob Byron (Friend) on: Mar 18, 2018

• Thank you Peter for being in my life. You were my best man in 1980 and I have sooo many great memories hunting with you and Beau. Great times spent at the lake as well. The added bonus was you calling on myself and partners Ed Lovelace, and Jim Shiells at Even-Spray. Still miss our lunches at the "choke and puke". LOL Sleep well my friend and know my life has been better for knowing you. Give Beau a big pat and hug for me K. Doug - Posted by: Doug McEwen (old time friend) on: Mar 16, 2018