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Indzeoski, Ken

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Date of Service: April 30, 2020

 "Hello, Darlin" KENNETH INDZEOSKI was born January 8, 1951 in Humboldt, SK but spent most of his childhood in Saskatoon.

 "Hello, Darlin"

KENNETH INDZEOSKI was born January 8, 1951 in Humboldt, SK but spent most of his childhood in Saskatoon.

He will be lovingly remembered by his high school sweetheart and wife of 48 years, Dianne; his children, Kris (Karla) Indzeoski and their boys Ty & Brady; Ryan (Lori) Indzeoski and their girls, Addesyn, Jessie and Charley; and Annie Indzeoski and her kids, Ailish and Kian. Kenny cherished his BIG sister, Darlyne (Al) McKenzie and his younger brother, David (Nelda) Indzeoski. Kenny and his oldest living friend, Lorne, spent countless hours navigating life through the alleys behind Avenue Q. Kenny also loved spending time with his many brothers and sisters in-law, Debby (Duane) Stubbs, Kim (Jim) Pearce, Rick (Kim) Hart, Kelly (Arnie) McLellan and Kathy (Don) Kammer as well as his mother-in-law, Marie Hart who will greatly miss their playful banter and trips to the casino.

He has now reunited with his mother, Janet and father, Nick and we know he's enjoying a game of crib and a home cooked meal. Along with his parents, he was predeceased by his father-in-law Alick Hart and they will certainly enjoy seeing one another again. 

Ken moved to Lethbridge, AB in 1974 to begin his lifelong career as a Tile Installer. He became an admired member of the construction industry in Lethbridge and had been a top tier tile guy for nearly 50 years. Ken's Tile & Rock is synonymous with quality and workmanship, second to none.  He was a perfectionist and he will be remembered by tradesmen and contractors as the grumpy old fart who hated going to work but enjoyed being there and loved the people he worked with.

Kenny was always an athlete and as a young man played Major men's fastpitch all summer and hockey all winter; as he got older, he was very proud to call himself an Oldtimer. He was a heck of a ping pong player and couldn't resist a good dumpster dive once in a while. More recently he loved to curl and golf and he enjoyed his time spent with the Lethbridge Hurricanes Hockey Hounds. To be honest he was content doing just about anything as long as he was doing it with his soulmate, Dianne.

The great majority of his time was spent chasing his kids and grandkids around to school plays and concerts, soccer and hockey games near and far or whatever activity "the kids" had going on. His family was the most important part of his life and there was absolutely nothing he wouldn't do for any of them, as well as everyone else, that was lucky enough to call him a friend or neighbour. When it came to his neighbours, he was so proud to be a part of the gang on Oxford Place for the past 41 years. 

You'd be hard pressed to find a bigger fan of the Saskachatoon Roughrider's or as his grandkids call them, "Grandpa's Bums". He really did have a love/hate relationship with those Bums. Kenny was always very concerned with our health when it came to food and he never failed to "test it out and make sure it's not poisonous". Kenny's Grandkids will forever blame their flatulence on ducks in his memory and laugh like crazy every time. If you ever found yourself visiting Kenny & Di for a day or two, you can bet he'd find time to wash your car because "they just drive better when they're clean". 

Uncle Kenny was a name used by countless nieces and nephews and he managed to form a special individual bond with every one of them. He always offered advice in many categories regardless if requested or not. Some of his favorite words of wisdom include "Shiny side up", "Eat what you take", "In through your nose, out through your bum", "If you're not moving, you're marking grass", "Yippy kai yay cow patti", "I like you a little bit", "No smoke, no tile", "Always have some change in your pocket" and he was always doing "Good enough" and happy to share a weasel with anyone that had the time.  

"Mr. I" was a coach, mentor and friend to so many young athletes. He coached baseball, hockey, soccer or anything that his kids decided they'd like to try. He never minded hanging nets and hauling balls and if necessary, yelling at referees so his athletes didn't have to. "This is soccer, not tennis" is a famous Mr. I line following an ejection from a U-13 girls soccer game. He never stopped cheering on his athletes and just loved watching them play. Mr. I always had a song that pumped him up before a big game; we'd have to double check but we're pretty sure his boys never lost a game after cranking up Roxette's, "Joyride".

He has touched so many lives and will forever be remembered as a kind and genuine man, Husband, Father, G-Pa, Brother, Uncle, Friend, Coach and Neighbour.

"In the words of the Jungle Cat, The End"

In lieu of flowers, please feel free to feed your backyard birds and wash your car. 

Due to the restrictions in place for COVID-19, announcement for Kenny's  Celebration of Life will be determined at a later date.