Trevor Cary
Submitted, Peter Foster
May 3, 2023
From the sheer raw emotion displayed by members of Trevor's family as they attempted to discern reason from the impossible. The number of people in the hall bore mute testimony to the measure of a man who will never be replaced. Was there a person in that hall that did not owe a debt to Cary’s Trenching?
Who do you call when it is 30 below and you have no water to the barn or the house? If your very community is under threat of flood waters? Who do you call on a Sunday when the ground has shifted and bent and mutilated the main water line for your entire village and never leave until water is restored? Or dig up a frozen water main at the care home when it’s -39? You call Carys Trenching because you know full well their excellence and professionalism will get you out of a tight spot!
I saw hard men weep there, myself included, when Trevor's daughters spoke about their unspeakable loss! I have two memories of Trevor I would like to share. Cary’s replaced the septic tank and sewer system at my mother's place. She had a small dog that took offence to Trevor digging up her yard and commenced to barking at him sitting in the track hoe. Trevor took the bucket and flicked it in the dog's face, and I will never forget the sight of a dog roughly the size of a loaf of bread being chased round and round the track hoe by Trevor, laughing like a maniac, as were we all! The last time I talked to him was in the Craven bar, he was talking with a friend. Both of them are chrome domes, so I proposed to get our hands on a laser, bounce it off their head, then off Trevor's, then off the moon and see if we could measure the speed of light, much to our amusement!
It is a tragedy he is departed from this plane of existence. Sometimes there are no reasons for such things, but we as the living must bear the beautiful curse of carrying on, as best we can, without him.
