Dewey!
He certainly was a character, Many memories over the years, One that comes to mind was one evening after a few brews at Mountain Station he rolled his very green Austin into city police station when it was just down from the Courthouse on Vernon street. Only in Nelson, I used to ride with him to Trail when we both worked at the smelter in late 60's. He was always up for a discussion and ruffled many feathers!! Lost touch in later years but will always be remembered. Rest in Peace.
Rest in Peace old friend, in the Valahallas you loved so much.
Dewey was my friend for over 60 years. We met in Sea Cadets but I recall the first time I ever saw Dewey was just after we had moved to Nelson and it was at the RC Cathedral on a Sunday morning. The Riesterer clan came in, a whole bunch of kids in tow and I remember this boy with a cast on his leg from foot to hip being sent into the pew first to sit at the far end on the inside. I was kind of amazed that he wasn't on the end so he could keep that leg with the cast kind of out in the aisle. But nope thats where he was told to sit.
Later on it was Sea Cadets with his brother Tom, Bob Zanon, Tom Buckley and a few others and that is where the friendship was forged. We hung out alot right up untilthe time I left the Kootenays to pursue a music career in Vancouver. We kept in touch through the years.
Dewey had a love of lonely mountain tops and spent many seasons as a lookout man all over the Nelson Forest District as well as towers up in northern BC and Alberta. When the lookouts were all gone, he worked on lighthouses on the BC coast.
He was extremley well read,had an amazing command of the English language, new more about hunting rifles and was an avid collector.
Dewey was instrumental in having the Valhallas protected, was passionate about protecting the environment.
He was a conflicted and complicated man. You didn't so much have a conversation with Dewey as you listened to Dewey or had an audience with him. I will miss him, being his audience every once in a while. Growing up, we fought each other and on more than one ocassion stop our scrap to even the odds out for someone who being ganged up on. I always knew that I could take a new song to Dewey for a crtique, he never wanted a writers share for any suggestions he made that I incorporated into the song, he just shared his knowledge of language and good writing with me freely. I know that somewhere there has to be a few volumes of his poetry, whether any of it will ever see the light of day is doubtful.
He was a Nelson original from a pioneer Nelson family, His greand father or great grandfather started the first brewery in Nelson on on the other side of the family, his grand father was a WW1 veteran.
I have written all this and I don't think I have touched on the essence of the man, one of the best friends I ever had and I will miss him. God Speed Dewy
Don Daniel
Dewey!
He certainly was a character, Many memories over the years, One that comes to mind was one evening after a few brews at Mountain Station he rolled his very green Austin into city police station when it was just down from the Courthouse on Vernon street. Only in Nelson, I used to ride with him to Trail when we both worked at the smelter in late 60's. He was always up for a discussion and ruffled many feathers!! Lost touch in later years but will always be remembered. Rest in Peace.
Don Daniel
Cam Molloy
Rest in Peace old friend, in the Valahallas you loved so much.
Dewey was my friend for over 60 years. We met in Sea Cadets but I recall the first time I ever saw Dewey was just after we had moved to Nelson and it was at the RC Cathedral on a Sunday morning. The Riesterer clan came in, a whole bunch of kids in tow and I remember this boy with a cast on his leg from foot to hip being sent into the pew first to sit at the far end on the inside. I was kind of amazed that he wasn't on the end so he could keep that leg with the cast kind of out in the aisle. But nope thats where he was told to sit.
Later on it was Sea Cadets with his brother Tom, Bob Zanon, Tom Buckley and a few others and that is where the friendship was forged. We hung out alot right up untilthe time I left the Kootenays to pursue a music career in Vancouver. We kept in touch through the years.
Dewey had a love of lonely mountain tops and spent many seasons as a lookout man all over the Nelson Forest District as well as towers up in northern BC and Alberta. When the lookouts were all gone, he worked on lighthouses on the BC coast.
He was extremley well read,had an amazing command of the English language, new more about hunting rifles and was an avid collector.
Dewey was instrumental in having the Valhallas protected, was passionate about protecting the environment.
He was a conflicted and complicated man. You didn't so much have a conversation with Dewey as you listened to Dewey or had an audience with him. I will miss him, being his audience every once in a while. Growing up, we fought each other and on more than one ocassion stop our scrap to even the odds out for someone who being ganged up on. I always knew that I could take a new song to Dewey for a crtique, he never wanted a writers share for any suggestions he made that I incorporated into the song, he just shared his knowledge of language and good writing with me freely. I know that somewhere there has to be a few volumes of his poetry, whether any of it will ever see the light of day is doubtful.
He was a Nelson original from a pioneer Nelson family, His greand father or great grandfather started the first brewery in Nelson on on the other side of the family, his grand father was a WW1 veteran.
I have written all this and I don't think I have touched on the essence of the man, one of the best friends I ever had and I will miss him. God Speed Dewy