Dick Cave:  

CLASS OF 1965
Dick Cave's Classmates® Profile Photo
Moose jaw, SK
Burnaby, BC

Dick's Story

25 APR 17 just a note to my friends and wishing them every day is a good one. I have had a few life changes since my last note. I lost my left leg above the knee to diabetes in SEP of 16. I had over 19 surgeries in the past five years and the last one created new challenges for me. I'm now looking for pirate prts in the movies. LOL I'm not getting a parrot as they make a mess on the back of your jacket. I got my new leg and am learning to walk on it. it is an amazing thing....foot is made in Iceland, the le and knee in Great Britain and the cup is made in New Westminster. all is well and life is good. I have learned so much in the past year it is amazing. \ + August 2014: Hi Old Friends iI the past two years I have had seven operations on my left leg. The darn thing quit working on me. They have done a vascu;ar bypass, stints and you name it. Would you believe i'm alegic to metals and the old body of mine rejects the replacement stints. They think they have it figured oiut now and i still have my leg. Who would have thought after playing all the different sports over the years the body would give out. I'm still playing with trains and driving a pick up. The Saskatchewan background never changed. I have HO trains and relive the days of working on the CPR. iIt keeps the boy in the boy. I love my pick up truck, a 93 Chevy Sidestep. It is tuff fitting my bride of 46 years in the cab with the two American breed Choclate Labs. sandy, my wiufe said just the other day she is starting to like me after all these years. I have two of the greatest grand daughters who love basketball and golf. my son in law is a jem and he keeps my daughter happy. My son just went back to university after seventeen years so he is an old student now. i think of RVCI often and all the wonderful people who went their. Take care and enjoy life. be happy and all the best. Del (Herman Jean) Delbeck Delbeck….!!!!! You did it again. Some fourteen years ago (it seems like it was yesterday) you stood me up as I was waiting for you to join me for lunch. Your excuses were you needed a Quadruple Bypass. Some six- eight weeks ago, you missed the lunch with Mowery, Sorrell, Westell and I. Your excuse, you had to go to the doctor re stomach cancer. On Friday the 9th of September, you caused a 6.4 magnitude earthquake at the same time you decided to pass along to the next life. It was felt in the Lower Mainland and in Moose Jaw. This cheap banter was so much fun with Del all through the years. I met Del in elementary school in the old Empire school days. I had the pleasure of delivering papers to his mom and dad’s house for five years, and got to know Del better as life went along. We went to high school and kept the friendship going. Del could always find someone from Moose Jaw no matter what town or city he was in. We kept in touch while he was in the army, and I at university. We continued our banter and the next thing I knew, my four year old daughter Traci, was Del and Teresa’s flower girl at their wedding. We kept in touch when we would all go down to Birch Bay when our children were growing up in the preteen and teen years. Scott and Terra would be the light of Del’s life as they grew up. The Grandfather stage was brighter and loving, and the proud showing of the pictures. I know he will watch over Jaxson, Ryelin, Juliet, Chloe and Holland. We then moved to the next stage of our lives and would try to go for lunch several times a year. Poor Brian Westell would have to put up with more of our banter and insults to one another over the years. We would always give each other a bad time. I would ask Del how his good friend Gordon Campbell was and how he would defend him this time. Del would remind me that I was a communist CCF’er (now known as Tommy Douglas‘s army) or a socialist horde. We would then shift to who we had seen lately from Moose Jaw, what news we had from back home, and what else was happening. Sorrell, Mowery and Westell always had a spot in our hearts and would join us from time to time over the years. We would talk about Donna Taylor, Doug Ross( a very special Army Buddy), Donna Knight, Norm Cooper, Barry Le Porte, Ivan Gutfriend, Stan Fedorwick, Dale Gallon, Sandra Gamercy, John Williams, Bob Williams, Dennis Toderash, Ron Mengerink, Horst Bander, Leon Brin, George Patterson, Ron Mc Mullen, Howard Fisher, Donny Sheppard, Ron Petrescue, and just about anyone we went to elementary school or high school with. The conversations would go something like this: This is the one I would have had with Del next Friday as were going to have lunch. Hey, I tracked down Petrescue. Noooo! Ya! He is going to try and join us today. Great, saves me calling and arranging a lunch. You never could arrange a lunch Cave! Where did he go???? Last I heard he was living back in Moose Jaw. Ya Del. He said after he left here he actually went back to Toronto to run a television network. He moved to Moose Jaw to help his mom out for a year before she passed. He said he just got tired of going to Tim Horton’s. He said he would chat with the locals (none of us left) and they would ask him what he did. He said he would answer I used to be in television. The guy would say did you fix TV’s and hook up them bunny ears? He said he replied, no, I was the president of a television network. The guy said what good is that, if you can’t fix TV’s. We would banter back and forth about nothing and everything, and then turn to our favorite topics: his mom, my mom, our wives, children and their families. We would trade stories about how they were all doing, how they had grown and changed and how much they meant to us. We talked about how much we loved our wives and how they would put up with us all these years. ...Expand for more
We talked of times that meant so much to us and nothing to others. We were friends that could see each other, then have a gap in time and never miss a beat or the meaning of friendship. Del was always caring and genuinely interested in you as a person and a friend. He would talk of the new friends he had met and going on cruises. He would talk of the love of baseball he and Teresa shared. We would talk of the hobby he started way back when in our youth. It became know to all as “the Bible”. Del kept his log book of baseball players, of who played for who, who got traded and how he kept it up to this very day. Talk about a true friend, Del’s picture is in the dictionary under that topic. He went out after graduating from high school and bought a $99.00 Greyhound ticket for North America. He traveled and looked at the world of the 60’s. He worked as a caddy at the Banff Springs Hotel. He joined the Canadian Army and lived like there was no life like it. He went on to become a purchaser for Pacific Western Airlines, for BC Place when it opened and then into the sales industry. He loved to find work for special people and loved the Special Olympics. He gave of himself in his very special way. He loved the company he worked for and they obviously thought highly of him. Del would want you all to have a celebration of life, share stories, have a refreshment or even two. He would not want sympathy; he would want you to enjoy life and to not cry for him. He quietly went about arranging his affairs and getting things ready, he was organized to the end. He would express his concern for others and not himself. He would look after his family first, takes the time to talk with each one and then move on. He was tough on the outside and soft on the inside. He loved his new friends as old ones. Each one of us has memories of valued time with Del. I want each and every one of you to think of the special moments you had and be thankful for knowing him. The following thoughts may trigger some that you have, and even some you would like to share. Here are some moments … IN 1972 Norm Sorrell WAS WAITING AT PWA FOR A JOB INTERVIEW WHEN he LOOKED UP AND SAW DEL WALK BY him.....HE (Del) DID AN ABRUPT STOP, TURNED AROUND AND STARTED LAUGHING........WE GAVE EACH OTHER A BIG HANDSHAKE (HUGS WEREN'T IN AT THE TIME). I DID NOT GET THE JOB........DEL PROBABLY LEFT PWA IN PROTEST. MOWREY WAS AT A MARINER BASEBALL GAME IN SEATTLE AND THE FANS WERE ALLOWED ON THE FIELD POSSIBLY TO MEET PLAYERS AND HE AND DEL MADE EYE CONTACT AND THE REUNION WAS ON. DEL HAD SO MANY OF THESE UNSCHEDULED MOOSE JAW REUNIONS. I leave you with my special moment of the fall of 1966. Del came down from the Chilliwack Army Base and tagged up with Sandy and I, Ron McMullen, George Patterson and Leon Brin. We went to what was called the Grey Cup. Yes the beloved Saskatchewan Roughriders played. And they WON! We had made new friends with Captain Morgan and the coca cola industry. After copious amounts of the Captain, we ended up in the Grey Cup parade. Not as an official entry, but just fun loving Rider fans. As luck would have it, nature did call so we went into the Bay to find relief. I guess we were fun loving people as the security staff opened and held open the doors for us. My bride happened to pick up a football off a display of the Grey Cup, and they let us play catch right out of the store. We cheered until we could not speak …the RIDERS WON! Needless to say, the weekend was over, and we poured Del into a cab to get him back to the Army Base Bus leaving Vancouver. Many years later Brin and I found out we both paid the cabbie to take him to the bus. Over the years the storey got better and better. Then I got this email on Wednesday….. Hi Dick and Sandy; Gerry and I were saddened to learn of Del's passing. Please pass on our condolences to his family for us. I sent your eulogy on to Howard Fisher to post on Facebook if he can and I added the following to it if you don't mind…. [WAIT A MINUTE DICK!!! I PAID THAT CAB DRIVER WITH THE LAST BUCKS I HAD TO MAKE THE RETURN TRIP TO SASKATOON ON THE GREY CUP TRAIN AFTER WE GOT DEL TO THE ARMY BUS.] How we managed to meet up with Del with all those Saskatchewan Fans in Vancouver was remarkable. I just remember someone letting out some earth shaking cheers shouting our names and out of the crowd came Del. Happier than heck and glad to see us all and, of course, share a drink or two or three...Marching with Del in the Grey Cup parade trying to drown out any band that came our way by shouting out all sorts of cheers for the Western Riders while wearing our Rider Straw Hats (I think Del ate mine because all I have left now is the green and white banner from it). Del did get a little over zealous with some of the mannequins he tried to tackle as the makeshift football game progressed up and down the aisles in the Hudson's Bay were highlights of the night (I'm sure Sandy is still taking some therapy sessions from her first encounter with this Wild Bunch from Moose Jaw) and we still had the game to go to on Saturday. Del and I did spend many hours outside of elementary school playing either at his house or mine or somewhere in between on the streets of South Hill or on the prairies above the rail tracks. He always had a great imagination and an adventurous nature, but it was always his infectious smile and laugh that would catch your attention as he always made you feel that you were his best friend ever. Your Friend forever, Del, Ron McMullen The stories and times with Del got better and better. Dam you Delbeck, it took sixty plus years, but you finally made me cry! I’ll miss all those cheap shots and your love and friendship. Peace be with you my brother. Your loving friend Dick Cave
Register for Free to view all details!
Reunions
Register for Free to view all events!

Photos

Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
Dick Cave's Classmates profile album
father in law Vin Dodd
Register for Free to view all photos!

Dick Cave is on Classmates.

Register for free to join them.
Oops! Please select your school.
Oops! Please select your graduation year.
First name, please!
Last name, please!
Create your password

Please enter 6-20 characters

Your password should be between 6 and 20 characters long. Only English letters, numbers, and these characters !@#$%^&* may be used in your password. Please remove any symbols or special characters.
Passwords do not match!

*Required

By clicking Submit, you agree to the Classmates TERMS OF SERVICE and PRIVACY POLICY.

Oops an error occurred.