K.G. Sorochuk

K.G. married N.J. Catto [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

1. P.R. Catto
2. W.E. Catto

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Obituary of Bruce Sorochuk

It is with our deepest sadness, we announce the untimely death of our patriarch, Bruce Ernie Sorochuk, on Saturday November 25, 2017 at the age of 56.

Bruce was born to Ernie and Bernadette Sorochuk on January 28,1961 in Saskatoon. He grew up on the family farm outside of Norquay Saskatchewan, where he developed into a hard-working young man. He attended school in Norquay and at Saint Vladimir College in Roblin. Starting at a young age and continuing throughout his life Bruce had a curiosity for knowledge and for how things work. As a result of this natural curiosity, Bruce became an expedition leader for a great many adventures.

Bruce found love and completion with Gaylene. Over their 16 years, of marriage they created a life filled with love that radiated through those fortunate enough to be graced by their hospitality. Their passion for laughter and life has been a glowing example of partnership and love.

At the age of 46, and with the support of his wife, Bruce accomplished a diploma in Mechanical Engineering. Most recently, he worked as the Construction Manager for Cameco at the Cigar Lake mine. Like many things in his life, he was passionate about the work he did and was an inspiration to many.

Bruce loved to spend time with family and brought people together with both food and conversation. These gatherings took place in so many locations over the years: at the farm in Norquay, in Outlook or Saskatoon, and recently most often at the cabin - or on the pontoon boat - at Christopher Lake.

Bruce had a clever mind, a sharp wit, a tender personality and he was an expert at providing advice when asked. He was a treasured mentor to so many, advising through decisions both big and small. He was proud of his Ukrainian heritage, sharing it with others and honoring tradition.

Bruce is survived by his mother Bernadette Sorochuk and he was the loving father of 5 daughters: Vanessa Fantillo (Collin), Kristin Catto (Nate), Andria Adams (Mason), from his marriage with Karen; and Kaitlin Sorochuk and Angela England (Kent) from his marriage with Gaylene. Bruce was an incredible Grandpa to Christian Fantillo, Petra Catto, Wilder Catto, Aeden England, Karys England and Preston England. He was a brother to Debora Grywacheski (Len), Loretta Huska (Kerry) and Neil Sorochuk (Lynn) and had numerous nieces and nephews. He was pre-deceased by his father, Ernie Sorochuk and we take comfort in the fact that Bruce will be greeted by his dad. Although we have lost a remarkable man, he will live on in the lessons and wisdom imparted to those fortunate enough to have shared life with him.

In lieu of flowers donations in memory of Bruce may be made to St.Michael’s Camp at Box 128, Kamsack, Saskatchewan, SOA 1S0.

WORDS OF REMEMBRANCE FROM ANGELA ENGLAND
Hello. My name is Angela England. I am one of Bruce’s daughter’s with Gaylene, my mom. Technically, one might say I’m Bruce’s stepdaughter, but he and I never saw it that way. I’m lucky to have 2 dads.

Bruce came into my life when I was an adult. He met my mom in 2000. They had an arranged date through a dating service, and I remember my mom being so nervous about meeting him. On that first date, the connection between them was obvious. Even in so much as both of them confessing to each other that they had lied on their dating profiles about being non-smokers, which they chuckled about as they shared a cigarette outside the restaurant. Mom came home that night and informed me and my gramma that “This is the man I am going to marry”. Bruce’s feelings were mutual. Within 3 months they were talking marriage, but they decided to wait until after he introduced my mom to his 3 daughters. So, they managed to wait and were married on August 18, 2001. From the moment Bruce entered my mom’s life, he embraced all of her family with loving, open arms…myself, my little sister Kaitlin, and all the rest of the Lapetsky clan. Along with that, Kaitlin and I gained 3 sisters and a new family was born that has grown in number and closeness over time.

Since joining our family, Bruce showed us he was larger than life in so many ways. I’d like to share and acknowledge some of the beautiful gifts he has given us.

Food. Anyone who knows Bruce, knows how he loved food. My husband Kent and I knew we were in for some great food and great times with this man, when on our very first camping trip with him and mom, instead of hotdogs, we ate homemade lamb shishliki by the fire. Kent worried about wild animals attacking us all night after the shishliki marinade had been spilt around the campsite. He grew his own food, building a beautiful raised garden outside their home that flourished each year full of bounty which he turned into homemade horseradish, borsch, and dills. I will treasure his last batch of borsch, some of which I have in my freezer. He also brewed homemade tea from home-grown herb sprigs, with some still hanging to dry beneath their deck at home. He love to go on wild mushroom picking excursions. Bruce enjoyed using his smoker..smoking meats of all kinds that many of us were lucky enough to enjoy. He loved nice kitchen tools and gadgets and made great use of them, even including his dad Ernie’s antique pasta maker, and would share recipe ideas and cooking tips via texts almost daily. This past Thanksgiving with Collin and Vanessa, he brought home walnuts from Ontario and was excited to show us how to hull them. Some of these walnuts are in his arrangement here at the front of the church. A few years ago, he came home from Fort Mac after visiting Kristin and Nate, so excited to try to replicate some African food they had introduced him to. His latest project he had just started within the last few weeks was curing the meat for a charcuterie platter for Christmas Eve. Kaitlin and Claude, his colleague and friend from Cigar lake, have been carrying on this batch for him. I know I’ll miss his advise and be shedding more than a few tears making cabbage rolls this Christmas.

Adventure. Pretty much everyone who knows Bruce has had an adventure with him. He would try anything and find things to do anywhere. He honoured life with his curiosity and savoured opportunities to grow and learn.
Kent, myself, and our children were so blessed to share a cabin with Bruce and mom for several years, and Andria and Mason in recent years also made Christopher Lake their recreation destination. Vanessa and Christian, Kristin and Petra…I’m sure all have wonderful memories at Christopher Lake with Bruce. It is a terrible loss for all the grandchildren that time with him at the lake has ended, especially for little Wilder who never had a chance to be there with his grandpa. I know our kids are especially going to miss playing board games with grandpa, time by the fire, and cruising around on the pontoon boat. He loved exploring the north with trips to Crean at Waskesiu with the boats cruising the big beautiful lake, fishing, and ending in beach side hotdog roasts. Some of the drift wood from one of those Crean trips is part of the arrangement here. He and I loved planning food and snacks for those trips and would giggle at mom when she got aggravated with the food prep. Bruce found adventure in knowledge and loved learning about new things and planning …his phone or tablet was never far from reach so he could look up some piece of information that someone was wondering about. His electric bicycle was a great source of adventure for him bike riding and touring around the city … for example, last spring he rode his electric bike downtown and took in an air guitar competition .. just because…which we joined him for and had a lot of laughs. We were lucky enough to live 5 houses down from Bruce, mom and Kaitlin…and in summer months would often see him cruising by our back path on his bike (very fast I might add)….it is heart wrenching to know that we will never see that again. These days I can barely look out our back window, because I used to look out and know he might be seeing the trees and sunset as well, and right now nothing feels the same knowing he is not sharing the view.

Family. For Bruce, if you were family he was, as my husband put it, “all in” and he would help you in any way he could. When my husband’s father passed away Bruce stepped up and became such an amazing support for him and our family.
He’s been a wonderful son-in-law to my gramma, including her on various excursions, helping her with anything she needed, and showing her patience and kindness. If he was able, he was a cheering fan at many of our kids’ hockey and football games and swim meets. He was the organizer and planner of many family reunions, loved relations and generations of people sharing time together, and simply bringing people together. Everyone felt that they had a special relationship with him..he had a way relating to people with his kind and accepting nature and quietly showered people with love.

Spirit and faith. Over the years, I’ve come to regard our patriarch, Bruce, as my family’s spiritual leader. Bruce enriched my and my children’s life with much spirituality and grace. When we were recently moving, I believe he helped us sell our home, by giving us a St. Joseph statue to pray and place in our yard. It sold in 3 days. Then, when we moved into our new home, Bruce led us all around the house blessing it with Holy Water. It was so special and meaningful to me and I’ll never forget it. Thanksgiving wasn’t just for eating turkey with Bruce…he led us in sitting and sharing with each other what we were thankful for…always being sure the true meaning of celebrations were recognized. We were blessed to celebrate several traditional Ukrainian Christmas Eve dinners with him…he would work for days on food preparation, get hay for the table and always set an empty place for those who had passed before us, following tradition. I experienced my first blessing of the Easter food basket at the Ukrainian Orthodox Church with him. He had a reverence for ceremony and many dinners were started by his saying grace and making a toasts . My kids are careful to follow his rule of always making eye contact with people you are toasting with. His thought and care he put into everything infused life with meaning and enrichment. To me, Bruce was angel on earth, doing God’s work here.

On Nov 19th, at about 2pm, there was an accident. From that point on, for many of us, our world has been spinning and spiralling in what seems out of control. Then started days upon days spent in the ICU waiting room with my mom and the girls, Kaitlin, Vanessa, Kristin, Andria, Bruce’s siblings, Deb and Loretta, and Neil, our partners, his mother Bernadette, and my Aunt Sheree. We found ourselves anchored there, to him and to each other. I had never spent so much time with so many of Bruce’s relatives together in one place and will be forever moved and comforted by how much we were brought together and were very much connected through that time. I know that Bruce wanted us together, supporting him and each other. And as we sat there day after day, I was struck by the goodness of these people. Bruce’s people..all influenced and grown in Bruce’s love.

And now, the pain is deep and the loss is far reaching. Despite our desperate prayers and pleading for our Angel Bruce to remain with us here, he is no longer. We struggle and ask why he can’t be here with us doing God’s work…why he had to leave us now and how we will go on without him. But, like the bible verse his mother, Bernadette, carefully chose for his remembrance card says , God took him to protect his tender heart from something…and I find comfort in this. We have to let you go so God can protect you.

So reluctantly saying goodbye for now, I promise to try my best to carry on things you’ve taught us, and to honour your devotion to family and God.

I thank God for the time we were blessed with you in our lives, and hold on and wait for the day that I will see you again.

Bruce married Karen Marie Shuya on 11 Nov 1978 in St. Mary's Ukrainian Catholic Church, Yorkton, Saskatchewan, Canada. Karen (daughter of John Shuya and Luba Huska) was born on 17 Feb 1961; died on 11 Jun 2018. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

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Eulogy
Monday April 27, 2009
Written and Delivered by Blair Fantillo

Mark Twain said: "The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A
man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time." To me, this
sums up how Ernie Sorochuk, how Grampa, lived his life. He lived
life to the full and he lived it his own terms. Grampa was never
someone to be swayed by social convention - he did what suited
him - and did it without a care about what others would think or
say. So few of us can truly say that they approach their own lives
in the same way - maybe we like to say we live on our own
terms....but in our weaker moments, we worry about what people
might say or what they might think - and we take the safe path -
the path that doesn't stand out - but not Ernie. There can be no
doubt that Ernie was one of a kind.

Ernest Sorochuk was born in the middle of the Depression on
January 23rd, 1934, down the road in Swan Plain the second of
five children, to Metro and Anne Sorochuk. Ernie attended school
at Swan Plain but by Grade 8 - enough was enough. But what
Ernie lacked in formal education, he made up for in raw
intelligence and force of personality - tangle with him, and you'd
learn that lesson quick.

They say that opposites attract and to prove that, Ernie married
Bernadette Martyniuk on July 23rd, 1955. God only knows what
George and Lena Martyniuk must have thought of Ernie when he
first arrived on the scene with their daughter, Bernadette (fresh out
of Sacred Heart Girl's academy) what with his loud pickup and
greased-up, slicked-back hair. The marriage worked, though - 54
years and the fact that you are all here today is evidence of that.

In the early days of their marriage, Ernie and Bernadette, and their
growing family lived across Canada, from BC to Quebec, as they
followed Grampa's work on the pipeline. Ernie settled the family
for good in Norquay in 1964.
Over his 75 years,Ernie played many roles. He was a husband to
Bernadette, a brother to Bill, Adeline, Mary and Eugene a father to
Deb, Loretta, Bruce and Neil, a grandfather, a great-grandfather
and friend to everyone here today. And over those 75 years-he
toiled as a pipeline foreman, a land-clearing contractor and
sometimes farmer. He was even a meat cutter - which partly
explains his passion for getting deals on good cuts of meat.
(sometimes dozens of pounds of good cuts of meat).

Grampa had a number of hobbies throughout his life - some of
them ordinary, some of them not so ordinary. He had a passion
for gardening, mushroom picking and cooking & frying....the man
had a passion for food.....| know we are all going to miss the
shishliki, the sauerkraut and dills! Later in life, as the size of his
garden grew, and the available mouths to feed shrank he had too
much food to use. Ernie, not wanting to see his fresh produce go
to waste, he loaded up the truck full of potatos, tomatoes, cukes,
onions and whatever other kind of vegetable he had and took them
to the NICE centre, Key Reserve and points in between and gave
away his those vegetables to anyone who came by.

Of his more exceptional hobbies, he kept bees, he even raised
wild boar. He also had a passion for travelling - earlier in life this
passion included Texas and Mexico. Later in life he focussed his
passion for travel on the Ukraine - there might be those who
thought these trips to Ukraine weren't the best idea - but it's a safe
bet that Ernie didn't care.

Of all his hobbies, though, the one that stands out the strongest is
Grampa's love for "getting a good deal". I'm sure everyone here
today has witnessed or at least heard about one Ernie's legendary
bargain buys. Whether it's the 100 cans of soon-to-expire Nabob
coffee or the five 40-pound bags of Rooster brand rice (enough to
Start a Chinese restaurant) to go with his newly-purchased rice
cooker, Ernie was permanently on a hunt for a bargain. This
bargain hunt continued until the day before he died when, he
called Neil in Saskatoon and asked him to rush to Zellers to pick
up a razor that he found on sale in that morning's Zellers flyer.

It could be that people all-too-frequently make the mistake of
equating education with intelligence....but any of you who ever got
into an argument with Ernie - political or otherwise - would have to
re-think that opinion. Despite his lack of formal education, Ernie
had a surprisingly wide world view - and while not everyone would
agree with that world view whether it be about world politics or
goings on in the Ukraine, or elsewhere in the world, there were few
issues that Ernie did not have an opinion about.

Over the last few days, I've had the privilege of speaking to many
of you about Ernie and have listened to the stories that you've
shared. The thing that strikes me most about what you shared
with me was what those stories had in common: There was no
pretence to Ernie. With Grampa - what you saw was what you got:
this original - this one of a kind. Ernie was a man who loved
people and loved interacting with people. Everyone here knows
firsthand how quick Ernie was to share a story or a laugh and
more often than not, an opinion....Even if he had somewhere to go,
or something to do - he always had time for people. This was
perhaps his most endearing quality - and one he will be long, and
maybe best, remembered for.

With his gruff and rough & tumble exterior, it's not often that we got
to see any other side of Grampa. Bernadette, with the help of his
family took good care of Ernie over the last few years and although
he might not always have outwardly expressed it, he was
appreciative of this love and support. I'm told that, at night before
going to bed, Grandma would bring Grampa his meds. Grampa
would take his meds, and look at Grandma and say: "Mom - you
know | love you, don't you?". She knew, of course, and she loved
him too. Ernie loved Bernadette, he loved his family and he loved
his friends.

Ernie married Bernadette Rose Martyniuk on 23 Jul 1955 in Holy Trinity Ukrainian Catholic Church, Norquay, Saskatchewan, Canada. Bernadette (daughter of George (Yurko) Martyniuk and Wasylena (Wasylyna)(Lena) Romashenko) was born on 5 Jun 1934 in Norquay, Saskatchewan, Canada; died on 17 Oct 2022 in Canora, Saskatchewan, Canada; was buried on 21 Oct 2022 in Canora Cemetery, Canora, Saskatchewan, Canada. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

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Bernadette's Obituary
Bernadette Sorochuk passed away at the Norquay Health Centre, Norquay, SK, on October 17, 2022, at the age of 88 years.Bernadette Rose Martynuik was born June 5, 1934, to George and Lena (Romashenko) Martynuik at her family home south of Norquay. She was the youngest daughter in a family of eight sons and four daughters. Bernadette attended North Willow Grove school and she finished her high school years at Sacred Heart Academy in Yorkton and Sion Academy in Saskatoon. Bernadette worked in Saskatoon. She met Ernie Sorochuk and they were married at Holy Trinity Ukrainian Catholic Church south of Norquay on July 23, 1955. For the next several years, Ernie and Bernadette lived in many places, from British Columbia to Quebec. In time, they were blessed with four children: Debora, Loretta, Bruce, and Neil.Bernadette was kept busy with her “million dollar” family as she and her husband settled into rural living on a farm north of Norquay. She loved her garden, flowers, and yard. When the children grew up, Bernadette worked at the Norquay Post Office, and she enjoyed the public service.Bernadette took pride in her children’s accomplishments and especially enjoyed what she called “the greatest blessing of all” - her grandchildren and great grandchildren. She will be dearly missed by all who knew and loved her.Bernadette is predeceased by her husband, Ernie and son, Bruce; and she is the last member of her family of origin to pass from this world. She is lovingly remembered by her daughters, Debora (Leonard) Grywacheski of Burgis Beach, SK and Loretta (Kerry) Huska of Lethbridge, AB; son, Neil (Lynn) Sorochuk of Saskatoon SK; grandchildren: Megan (Theo) Anastasopoulos, Eric (Natalie) Grywacheski, Geoffrey Grywacheski, Sarah (Mike) Shearlaw, Jordan (Laurie) Huska, Sonny (Rebecca) Huska, Vanessa (Colin) Clarke, Kristin (Nate) Catto, Andria (Mason) Adams, Kaitlin Sorochuk, Angela (Kent) England, Abby Sorochuk, Eric (Kylie) Johnson, Allan Johnson, and Carly (Lincoln) Beaudry; and her great-grandchildren: Christian Fantillo, Brecken Clarke, Petra and Wilder Catto, Grace, Oliver and Everett Huska, Jane and Tannis Huska, Ginger and Bailey Shearlaw, Eve and Gabriel Anastasopoulos, Alexander and Victoria Grywacheski, Kaerys, Aeden and Preston England, Baylor and Finn Beaudry, and Jack and Addison Johnson.A prayerful life well lived. Vichnaya Pamyat!In Bernadette’s honour, a Private Funeral Service was celebrated from the Chapel of Leson’s Funeral Home, Canora, SK, with Very Rev. Fr. Joakim Rac as Celebrant. Rite of Committal followed in the Canora Cemetery, Canora, SK. Those wishing to make expressions of sympathy may make donations to the Jim Pattison Children’s Hospital or to St. Michael’s Ukrainian Catholic Camp, Madge Lake, SK, as tokens of remembrance, in memory of Bernadette Sorochuk.

Notes:

Bruce Ernest Sorochuk died Nov., 2017 in a fatal car accident in Saskatoon.

John married Luba Huska on 23 Apr 1950. Luba (daughter of John Huska and Annie Cherewyk) was born on 13 Jun 1931 in Norquay, Saskatchewan, Canada; died on 9 Apr 2014 in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada; was cremated on 15 Apr 2014 in Canora Cemetery, Canora Saskatchewan, Canada. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

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Obituary

LUBA'S OBITUARY
Luba Shuya, beloved wife of the late John Shuya formerly of Canora passed away peacefully at the St. Joseph's Special Care Home in Saskatoon on April 9, 2014 at the age of 82. Luba was born on June 13, 1931 at home in Norquay to John and Anne (Cherewyk) Huska. As a young girl, she attended school in Norquay until grade nine and then to Yorkton at Sacred Heart Academy for grade ten. She began working at a clothing store in Norquay from the fall until spring of 1950. Everyone knew Johnny, but she officially met John Shuya through her sister Vera, and they were married on April 23rd, 1950. Together, they farmed, purchased their own land, and ran a mixed cattle and grain operation. On this farm they proudly raised a large family of ten daughters and six sons: Dennis (Rose), Vicky (Peter) Smirnoes, Chris (Herb) Tetlock, Marlene (Bryon) Poulin, Patrick (Charmaine), Wayne, Darcy (Milton) Naclia, Loretta (Calvin) Cody, Laurie (Cindy), Darryl (Cindi), Karen (Shawn) Stoneham, Theresa (Cindy), Patti (Dawn), Paulette (Murray) Walker, Tim (Lorissa) and Cathy (Dan) Bastien. These children collectively gave John and Luba thirty wonderful grandchildren and twenty beautiful great-grandchildren; her siblings, her five sisters: Vera Mydan, Nadia Ewachow, Sylvia (Garth) Biship, Pauline (Ray) Selski and Yvonne (Ned) Derkach, her four brothers: Joe (Marie) Huska, Nick Huska, Danny (Arlene) Huska and David Huska. Luba was predeceased by her husband John in 2008, her parents: John and Anne, her brother Ben Huska in 1962. Her passion in life was raising her children and all of her children learned healthy work-ethics, and are very successful in their own careers. John and Luba retired from farming in May 2002, and moved to their home in Canora until John's passing. She then moved to Yorkton in September of 2008 and then moved to Saskatoon in 2013 to the St. Joseph's Special Care Home where she resided until her passing. Luba loved to sing and dance and always made sure her children would be there singing and dancing also. She loved to watch Ukrainian Dance and was also an avid Blue Jays fan. She also enjoyed cooking and cooked at the Norquay Hospital and the Whistle Stop, taking pride in making everything from scratch. There was always a pot of soup on the stove at her home. When asked for her recipes, she would say, "I just put in a little of this and little of that!" Luba loved playing cards, always watching so Johnny didn't cheat, but her greatest joy was to beat him in cards. Luba will be dearly and sadly missed by all who knew and loved her. The Prayer Service was held on Monday, April 14, 2014 at 7:00 PM from the Chapel of Leson's Funeral Home, Canora. The Funeral Liturgy was celebrated on Tuesday, April 15, 2014 at 10:00 AM from the Sts. Peter & Paul Ukrainian Catholic Church, Canora, with Very Rev. Fr. Joakim Rac as Celebrant. Cremation followed with the interment of cremated remains in the Canora Cemetery at a later date. Those wishing to make expressions of sympathy may make donations to the Saskatchewan Diabetes Association, as tokens of remembrance in memory of Luba Shuya.

Notes:

Lawrence Huska's REPO2 has Yurko Martyniuk's DOB as April 17, 1886.
Yurko Martyniuk's Headstone DOB reads April 17, 1889



Norquay Nostalgia 1912-1982 Page 109
George Martynuik was born in the Ukraine in the village of Babynci, Lviv. His mother passed away when he was young, so his sister (Mrs Roman Huska) brought him up with the help of his two older brothers, John and Michael, and a sister Annie, who all remained in Ukraine.
Just before WWI broke out, George decided to try his luck and fortune in this wonderful place called “Canada”, from which numerous stories stories had spread that it was the land of milk and honey - a haven for European people, where a homestead cost only $10.00.
So about 1902 he left his “morg’s” of land, his home, his orchards, some stock, and set sail, which took three to four weeks to come here. That was a real challenge and an experience (he related to us many times to us) for a young man about 17 years of age.
It was with very mixed feelings he left - perhaps never to see his family again, and yet that was the opportunity that may knock but once.
Pious and religious as he was, he trusted that God would look after him in this big new land.
A view years later a quiet and sensitive widow, Mrs Solomeya Romeshenko, with three teenagers foresaw that it would be wiser to leave their better than average living in the Ukraine and make the move to Canada. So after much much thought , consideration, and fear, they ventured into the land of opportunity. With eager enthusiasm John Romeshenko, Martha (Yachyshyn) and Lena (Martynuik) encouraged their mother to set sail.

Birth:
Norquay Nostalgia 1912-1982 page 109
George Martynuik was born in the Ukraine in the village of Babynci, Liviv. His mother passed away when he was young, so his sister (Mrs. Roman Huska) brought him up with the help of his two older brothers, John and Michael, and a sister Annie, who all remained in the Ukraine.

Roman and Paraska Huska Family page 71
In the year 1904 after a meagre existence, hardships and poverty in Western Ukraine, village Babynci, Roman Huska, his wife Paraska and their small family of three boys Michael, John and Metro decided to go to Canada - thatfabulous country overseas, of which they heard so much through various sources. ............landed in Grandview Manitoba...............moved to Norquay where Steve Gazdewich used to live.

George married Wasylena (Wasylyna)(Lena) Romashenko on 16 Jul 1906 in St. Phillips Mission, Keys Reserve. Wasylena (daughter of Nykyfor Romashenko and Salomeya (Salameya) Huska) was born on 14 Oct 1889 in Babynsti, Borshchiv(county), Ternopil Oblast(province), Western Ukraine; died on 17 Sep 1957 in Norquay, , Saskatchewan Canada; was buried in Holy Trinity Cemetery, Norquay, Saskatchewan, Canada. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

John married Annie Cherewyk on 7 Jun 1926 in Dnieper, Saskatchewan, Canada. Annie (daughter of Alex Cherewyk and Francis Gryba) was born on 10 Mar 1909 in Veregin, Saskatchewan, Canada; died on 18 May 1988 in Norquay, Saskatchewan, Canada; was buried on 23 May 1988 in Canora, Saskatchewan, Canada. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]