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Celebration of Life Service
1:30 pm
Saturday, April 30, 2022
St. Malo Roman Catholic Parish
5, rue Saint-Malo Street
St. Malo, Manitoba, Canada
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Justin demuth posted a condolence
Monday, October 23, 2023
My name is Justin Aaron Siegfried Demuth and I am Robert's Grandson I will always remember going to see grandpa when I was little I have only have little memories with him as I was always moving from place to place with my parents but I always remembered him for his love for horses and my memories of riding Perty his horse that he had when I was a kid was a mean horse from what I remember I was scared of him cause I didn't want to get kicked by him or bucked off of him while I was riding him I remember how strong my grandpa was when I was riding perty while the horse was trying to buck me off I got off him and my grandpa got mad at him and threw a full grown horse to the ground because he wasn't listening that's one memorie that I had that I will always remember I'll miss my grandpa he was a hardworking man who always put us to work around the barn I will always remember him love Justin.
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Ted Stone / Patricia Pidlaski posted a condolence
Monday, April 18, 2022
It’s unlikely any of us will ever again know anyone like Bob. He was one of a kind, a true individual at a time when culture and personality seem to be melting into sameness. He lived his own life, did the things he loved, and underneath it all, he was a friendly, kind, generous man, interested in everything and everybody that came his way.
He told stories. The times he sat at our kitchen table and said, “I just have one more story,” are uncountable. His stories were wide-ranging, encompassing everything from horses to hunting. Even what he had for lunch could turn into a story when he talked about it. The stories he told were primarily current, recent things that happened in his life, but they could also come out of his past, from growing up on the farm with his brothers and sisters to things he did at various jobs across Canada and the United States.
Some of his favorite stories were about his friend Louie Labelle, telling about hunting on the Mountain, fishing through the ice, or making hay with horses. Louie was another fiercely independent man, and Bob admired him. As Louie got older, Bob went to extraordinary efforts to take care of him, to be a friend like no one else could be.
Bob, like all of us, faced the emotional upheavals life can bring. But he pushed ahead with more courage than most. He never stopped doing things that made him happy. During his life he rode horses, flew airplanes, fished and hunted. What he wanted to do, he did. Where others would stop to consider, Bub spurred on. He found ways to do what he dreamed. If he had a problem he needed to solve, he charged ahead no matter what doubts others might have.
More than anything, we will remember Bob because of his friendship. He was caring and generous. If we needed a hand he always showed up. There was no one else like him, and no one was a better friend.
Ted Stone and Patricia Pidlaski
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Patricia Homenick (Charlotte's cousin) posted a condolence
Friday, April 15, 2022
My deepest condolences to Bob's family on his passing. I only knew him briefly but I will always remember the sleigh ride he took me on when I was visiting Bob and his wife Charlotte at their home in St. Malo. I would like to share a quote with Bob's family.
Bob has not died, but gone away, to a better place, free of pain and suffering. We will see him again someday. Rest in Peace Bob. You are loved and will be missed.
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Michel Lamoureux posted a symbolic gesture
Thursday, April 14, 2022
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It has been 61 yrs since I left St Pierre to join the RCAF but I still remember my cousin Robert. Our condolences to family and friends Michel Lamoureux and family
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Marilyn Catellier posted a condolence
Thursday, April 14, 2022
I'm going to miss my big cousin with that welcoming smile and big bear hugs. My deepest condolences to his family.
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Wednesday, April 13, 2022
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Cancer stole my coach, my friend and to be honest , a man who was like family to me.
I met Bob about 17 years ago. He was judging a CWHA show in St Pierre and I was actually competing in the western pleasure class. The horse I was riding was a barrel prospect but with my luck he preferred doing things very slowly. He had already placed in the top 3 at a few shows and I was kinda expecting to do well again. Ha. I did not place. So I decided to ask the judge what it was about our performance that was lacking. Bob didn’t mince words and told me going slow is only a small part of winning a western pleasure class. He said my horse was not collected or driving from behind. Told me if I could get that happening he would place me in the future. Well that was food for thought and a learning experience.
I mentioned to someone that I would like to take lessons from Bob. I still remember being warned “ Oh you don’t do want to do that!!! He is really hard on his students and yells at them and makes them cry. “
That didn’t scare me off in the slightest. I come from a long line of yellers!
So I tracked down Bob’s info and set up lessons for myself and Turbo. That was the start of what turned out to be a long friendship and student/teacher relationship.
He did yell at me. He cursed. He threw his hat on the ground. He called me a farmer. I don’t how many times I got asked “ What are you doing over there???” He constantly pushed me out of my comfort zone. Lessons cost 25 dollars and they went as long as it took to get something right. No such thing as an hour lesson with Bob. Some lessons were super challenging and frustrated the hell out of me. But I learned that improvement can only come from being uncomfortable and being pushed further then you would ever ask yourself to go. I never left a lesson feeling bad about myself or my horse. I may have struggled to learn on occasion during a lesson but Bob always made sure to send me home feeling good about my achievements and my ride. Sometimes we would go for fries or a snack at the restaurant in St Pierre to rehash the lesson and of course talk about horses.
Bob helped me with my stallion who really needed a refresher after returning from a different trainer. Ace stayed at Bob’s and Bob schooled him in reining for me. It was so much fun to watch Bob do reining patterns on Ace in his big outdoor arena. Reining patterns are a lot of fun but I spent most of my time on Ace working on all the complex building blocks of the pattern. I cant say I really enjoyed practicing stopping in my barrel saddle. If I wasn’t sitting right I would always be thrown forward. The goal at times was just not to fall off. Bob showed Ace for me at one of our Manitoba Paint horse shows and collected points on him in everything from reining to western pleasure to trail.
I had already discovered barrel racing ( the dark side) to Bob’s dismay but he was determined to help me be the best barrel racer I could be. He would reach back in his memory banks and insist that we do things on the pattern a certain way because that’s what Elaine Watt did back in the day and according to Bob she was amazing. However most of what we did was getting my horses more broke. To give their face. To bend. To move off the leg. To stop smoothly. His theory was the barrel pattern is very simple if you are on a wellbroke horse. I am still about that to this day. I might not be the winningest or fastest barrel racer out there but I am a big believer in making sure my horse is broke and responsive.
I kept taking lessons with Bob over the years. I had Memphis started as a two year old and then kept working with her at Pine Ridge. In the spring of her three year old year I sent her to Bob for a month of fine tuning. On my first visit to see her he was thrilled to show me his new grooming tool. A leaf blower. To Memphis’s credit – she didn’t bat an eye when he turned on the machine and blew all her loose hair and dust off. LOL
He helped coach both Kaitlyn and I on Memphis and Sierra as 4 year olds when we were riding at Saskias. When Kaitlyn and I attended a barrel racing clinic in the spring of their 5 year old year the only criticism we received was our horses might be too broke. Hehehe.
Bob came out to cheer Ace and Memphis and I on at many a rodeo. Of course he always had a little constructive criticism as he always believed I could do even better.
As I got different horses I kept taking lessons. Sometimes Bob and I would argue. He was a reiner and I was a barrel racer LOL How could we not? The better I rode the more he expected of me. Sometimes it felt like he was expecting me to guide my horse by mind control! “Don’t touch him!! He would shout at me. “Why are you touching him???? We had a few yelling matches. I left once or twice in tears of frustration. Not only did Bob expect a lot from me, I have always demanded a lot from myself. I get in my head about things and am my own worst critic.
In more recent times he spent dozens of hours helping me to get my junior stallion Hero broke. He had returned from 4 months training in Alberta no better then when he left so I called Bob and asked for his help. Bob came down to assess my situation and when he laid eyes on Hero he was awed. He thought Hero was the perfect looking horse with only one problem. He was a Paint! Hahahaha. So every few nights he came to the ranch and helped me get him on track. We would be out in the round pen til the sun went down. Eventually we got to the arena. He coached me through a winter at Scott MacKenzie’s arena. And Hero got more broke.
The last time he helped me with a horse was Felon. We were struggling with some issues in our turns. He got after me for picking on her too much and got me to trust her and boom our turns were much improved.
Bob was not for everyone. He was what you would call rough around the edges. He was an incredibly sensitive soul and it didn’t take much to wound him. Him and I were very much alike. Quick to get mad but then equally quick to feel great remorse over hurting someone feelings. Sometimes you just gotta dig through the layers a bit. I don’t know anyone who had a bigger heart. Over the years I watched him help so many people that were struggling either financially or personally. If someone could not afford to pay him he just kept helping. His lessons were still 25.00 last summer after 40+ years of teaching.
After I broke my hip he took me out for dinner a few times to cheer me up. We would talk about horses til we were blue in the face and occasionally laugh at my personal life or lack of it. I would stay in touch with him on the phone – to see what he was up to and how he was feeling. He was always a gentlemen and funny and charming unlike many men I have met in my lifetime. He was like a father figure to me and I am grateful to him for investing and believing in me. He taught me so much of what I know about riding and being a horsewoman. My life was made brighter and richer for his presence in it and I will miss him like crazy.
My deepest condolences to Charlotte and all his family and friends .May you have many happy memories to get you through this loss.
RIP Robert Catellier. May you be impressing the angels with sliding stops in the clouds.
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Vik Sawatzky posted a condolence
Wednesday, April 13, 2022
He was an incredible man! I sure am going to miss him! Charlette, may Gods peace be with you!
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