Ray Norgan

Ray Norgan

September 16, 1938 – May 2, 2026

As published in the May 18, 2026 World-Spectator

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“A life well lived”

Ray was born in Moosomin to Wallace and Marie (Flewelling) Lynd on September 16, 1938. Wally went overseas when Ray was 1 ½ and was away for the duration of the war.

His parents separated after the war and each eventually remarried.

LYND FAMILY: Ray was predeceased by his father, Wallace and stepmother Marie Lynd; sister Bonnie (Lynd) and brother-in-law (Barry) Dearle. He is survived by his Lynd brothers: Dannie (Anne) of Cochrane, AB; Warne (Gloria) of Salmon Arm, BC; Larry (Patty-Jean) of Vancouver, BC.

NORGAN FAMILY: Ray was predeceased by his mother Marie (Flewelling) Lynd/Norgan of Vernon, BC; sister Jeannette (Norgan) Marshall of Summerland, BC; brother Larry (Phyllis) of Port Hardy, BC. He is survived by brother-in-law, Randy Marshall of Summerland, BC; sister-in-law, Phyllis of Penticton, BC; brother Randy Norgan of Hope, BC.

Ray is also survived by Lynd and Norgan nieces and nephews in SK, AB, BC and Oklahoma.

(Ray said this) “Talking about jobs, the job I enjoyed the most was working for Stan Ranson Sr. at Ranson’s Farm Equipment, the IH dealer. In the spring of 1964, Stan asked me to be his parts man, when he moved into his ‘new’ building (which is now A&T Tire). I was with Stan until he sold in 1976.”
Ray worked at PCS, Rocanville, now Nutrien, from March 1977 until June 1998 (21 years). From 1988-1998 Ray was Underground Maintenance Planner. This is what a Performance and Development Review said about Ray in 1990: “Ray remains effective in his job for the following reasons: experience, sincerity, conscientious, and his desire to learn and better himself.”

Over the years, Ray’s community involvement included:
• Masonic Lodge - 57 years
• Shrine - 27 years
• Royal Canadian Legion - 51 years
• Bethel United Church - a variety of positions totaling 50 years. These included sessions, stewards, board, church trustee
• Moosomin Housing Authority - 25 years

(Ann said this) “When we decided to have the boys, Todd, and Trevor, they brought great joy to our lives – and a few headaches. Aunt Alix once said to me ‘I compliment you and Ray for encouraging your boys to grow up as individuals.’ Our grandkids Bailey, Austin and Danika enriched our lives and ‘kept us young. ’ ”

Trevor said, my dad Ray lived a remarkable life. He was known as a kind, hardworking man, a beloved husband of almost 64 years, a father, a grandfather, and a loyal friend.

In his life he saw the world change before his eyes. From his rural roots in Spring Creek District, he eventually travelled to many parts of the world. He was able to see the Lynd homestead in Ireland, the Eiffel Tower in Paris, and kangaroos in Australia. He even dipped his toes in the Ocean while in Cuba, although not too deep, as he was scared of water. One of his famous lines was, “If there is more than six inches of water in the tub, I get nervous.” But he was the type of man who would buy a boat, tow his sons out on the lake for many summers, and wouldn’t say a thing about how nervous he was to be out there.

He would talk with pride about his time as a hard rock miner in Bralorne BC, him having to fill his boots up with weight so he would be heavy enough to meet the requirements to work underground. He would tell the story of being a skip tender at the mine. He’d be the person to haul all sorts of equipment up and down the mine shaft. Somebody once asked, “How’d you handle the dynamite?” His reply, “Well, we’d haul 25-30 wooden cases of dynamite on the cage down to the lower levels.” When asked how he got down there, he’d quip “I’d be sitting on top of the whole load!” Now, his first experience as a kid with explosives didn’t go as well. He told a story he had lit a firecracker and it didn’t go off. Well, at the same time he had to pee really badly. He put the firecracker in his pants pocket but to his shock the firecracker was actually going and blew up! Thankfully the only thing that was lost in the incident was the pocket in his jeans, or this story might not be told!

The things Ray loved were a good-looking yard, a clean vehicle, Cheezies, the CBC news, his friends, and his family, and sometimes in that order! It’s been wonderful to hear from newcomers to Moosomin that he was one of the ones that made them feel welcome to this beautiful prairie town. He made lifelong friends with newcomers to Moosomin like, Mo Molavi, where they were co-workers at the potash mine. That’s the kinda guy he was. He loved to help and didn’t ask anything in return.

He enjoyed being outside. In his early years of marriage, he’d enjoy paddling their canoe called the “Pipestone Pal” down that very creek. With summer came Saskatoon berry picking! He would spend hours with his good friend Glen Wilton picking Saskatoons by the bucket full. He loved to brag about the secret spots those two would find and curse when he’d find a wood tick crawling up his leg in the middle of the night.

Ray loved to dance. He only had one move, but he would make the most of it at every wedding or anniversary he would go to. Through the years, it seemed lame at the time; but Trevor would see his parents dancing in the kitchen when Kenny Rogers or Valdy were playing. He recognizes that it speaks of the love Ray had for his wife, Ann and the fun that they shared together.

Ray was so proud of his kids and grandkids. He loved being called Papa by Bailey, Austin, and Danika. He was so proud to see Bailey graduate from Assiniboine Community College, to watch his son Todd and grandson Austin become Masons, and to tease and joke with Danika before and after school. He was so proud of how his daughter-in-law Erin and Todd raised such amazing kids.

Ray was the kind of guy who accepted the situation and did the best he could with it. You may not know the way he lost his fingers on his right hand. At 24, and a newlywed, he was working at Fudge’s Industries with a table saw that got the better of him. Through all the years I never heard him once complain about his missing fingers or the challenges he faced not having them. His only complaint was glove companies always made the right-handed fingers too long for him.

Ray’s work ethic and dedication to putting Christmas lights up on precarious places on their house is legendary in the family. While putting up Christmas lights one year, he had tied himself to the bumper of the truck so he could “safely” hang from a rope on the other side of the house. Mind you he wouldn’t necessarily tell people of his plans. Ann needed to go downtown, and the truck was the easiest one to use. When she got in the truck to drive away, when she noticed this odd rope tied to the truck bumper, she thought she better see what it was being used for. Thankfully she decided to check, or my dad might have been going downtown with her too.

Ray always liked a good deal. I think his theory was, if something is a good deal, and you might or might not ever use it, you might as well buy it just in case. You can never have too many double A batteries.

He loved spending weeks out on the coast in Victoria. His eyes would light up as he would explain it to be “God’s Country"

Recently, he found a liking for Jazz. He never ceased to surprise us. He was always up for a good show or a musical performance.

The Norgan family would also like to mention Ray’s dear friends, Garnie and Helen. He appreciated those two more than words can really say. He admired the tireless work they put into the farm and was convinced they somehow had a few extra hours in their day that the rest of us never got access to. Whenever Garnie was around, Ray was always ready for a good ‘BS session’ — the kind where the stories got a little longer, the laughs got a little louder, and nobody seemed too worried about what time it was.

As a closing, Ray would say to his family as his usual goodbye whenever he was headed out the door. “Keep it between the lines.” With that, we ask you to “keep it between the lines”, treat people with the kindness as Ray showed everyone, and don’t forget to slow down and enjoy the beauty outside.

If you so wish, memorial tributes may be made to: Moosomin & District Health Care Foundation, Box 1470 Moosomin, SK S0G 3N0 or Heart & Stroke Foundation Canada, 2300 Younge Street. Suite 1200, Box 2414, Toronto, ON M4P 1E4 in memory of Ray.


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