This blog post will be a recap of a solemn occasion; the
memorial service for our friend and comrade, Gary Morical, who passed away in
an aviation accident on May 8th.
David B and I were selected to play an important role in the
service, as we would be spreading Gary's ashes over the sandbars of the Fraser
River; a place Gary frequented in many of his flying adventures. His ashes
would be released from David B's Titan Tornado, of which Gary had been the
previous owner.
A small informal service was to be held at the Sandpiper
Golf Club, or "Rowena's" as us aviators commonly call it.
It was a favourite destination of Gary's and it seemed fitting to have his memorial there. Later in the day a more public memorial service was to be held at Delta Airpark, and would include members from the King George Airpark community, CASARA (Civilian Air Search and Rescue Association), The BC Pilots Association, and any anyone else who ever knew the man that was Gary Morical.
Photo: Darryl Zimmerman and Sharron Toorenburgh |
It was a favourite destination of Gary's and it seemed fitting to have his memorial there. Later in the day a more public memorial service was to be held at Delta Airpark, and would include members from the King George Airpark community, CASARA (Civilian Air Search and Rescue Association), The BC Pilots Association, and any anyone else who ever knew the man that was Gary Morical.
The morning of the memorial, David B picked me up from Delta
Airpark in his Titan Tornado. We were still trying to figure out the best
method for dispersing Gary's ashes, and we devised a plan to use a hose and
funnel, run it out the air vent on the left side of the plane and use the
suction that would be created, to pull the ashes out with ease, or so we
thought.
Needing to keep to our timings, we loaded into the Tornado
and blasted off towards Rowena's. As we passed King George Airpark we could see
some of the others that would be joining us at the first memorial. They had
their planes pulled out of their hangar bays and would be starting up soon and
following our same flight path to Rowena's.
It was a beautiful day, and the weather cooperated to make
it a very pleasant event. As expected David B and I were first to arrive,
followed by James, Stumpy, Heidi, Darryl, and Sharon.
A number of people drove
to Rowena's including Len and his wife Kelly, Gary's daughter Meg, and Gary's girlfriend Ann and her daughter.
Once everyone arrived, we sat down for a wonderful lunch at
the golf course restaurant and we chatted as we overlooked the golf course and
the amazing view over Harrison Mills and the east end of the Fraser Valley.
After this meet and greet we made our way to a spot on the golf course that was
special to Gary and Ann. In the meadow behind the restaurant is a Lilac tree.
It was special to Gary because it reminded him of his childhood and spending time
on his grandparent's farm. It was only fitting that this Lilac tree would be
the site of the formal portion of the memorial service.
Beautiful words were
spoken about Gary by those in attendance, and I started to feel bad that I had only met
Gary a handful of times, and had never gotten the chance to know the wonderful man I was
quickly learning he was. After everyone had spoken Ann and Meg took turns
spreading some of Gary's ashes at the base of the Lilac tree.
Then, we headed to the airstrip, got in our planes and
proceeded towards the Fraser River to release the remaining ashes.
The Tornado was the drop-plane, and Darryl and Sharon flew as the camera ship in their Eurofox, and James flew above us watching from a safe altitude in his S-6 Coyote.
The Tornado was the drop-plane, and Darryl and Sharon flew as the camera ship in their Eurofox, and James flew above us watching from a safe altitude in his S-6 Coyote.
Initially the hose and funnel worked okay, but very slowly.
Then, the hose became plugged up, so we switched to our backup plan, which
was to open the back passenger door of the Tornado and release the ashes straight from the
urn. This proved to work very well and once the job was complete, we wished Gary
love and peace and continued westward, back to King George Airpark.
David B and I thought it would be a good idea to give the
Tornado a good wash before heading to Delta Airpark for the second part of the
memorial event. With the Tornado clean and shiny, we hopped in and ferried her
to Delta and waited for everyone to arrive. All those that had driven to
Rowena's needed a bit of extra time to get to Delta, but they all made it
safely and in good time.
There was a BBQ held and more beautiful words were spoken
about Gary, his military service, his humanitarian deeds, and about his passionate
involvement in the local aviation community. A flypast was also put on by King
George Aviation. Stephane, Marcus, and Arnold flew the school's Foxbat and Ikarus doing two close formation passes of the airfield in memory of Gary and
his involvement in the King George Airpark community.
The evening went on and everyone shared stories of Gary and it was a very beautiful get-together of people that held Gary in such high regard. Gary, you will be missed and never forgotten.
By David McIntosh