FREDERICK ALEXANDER LASTUKA, born December 5, 1917, passed away August 1, 2010.
Fred joined the army in 1940 and served for 4 years, 10 months. He saw action in Belgium, France and North Africa. He had celebrated his birthday sailing from Halifax to Liverpool. Prior to joining the Canadian army Fred was employed with Brewster Bus Lines in Banff, Alberta and then worked with John Deere and Company for 30 years.
Under a harvest moon he met the love of his life, Margaret McElgunn, and together they raised their sons Jim McElgunn (Doris), Brian McElgunn (Pam Brown) and Rick Lastuka (Christa).
Upon his retirement Fred and Margaret enjoyed many winters in Hemet, California. Fred was a husband, a father and a mentor, but most people that have had the pleasure of knowing Fred would say he was a gentleman and a friend.
Fred was predeceased by his parents and sister Ruth Miechkota and his beloved Margaret of 60 years. He is survived by his three sons, sister Mary Netherton and nephews Fred and David of Ontario, and numerous grandchildren and great grandchildren. He also leaves to mourn his favorite niece Helen Ehlert (Rudy).
A memorial service will be held at a date to be announced.
A Soldier’s Prayer The soldier stood and faced his God Which must always come to pass… He hoped his shoes were shining Just as brightly as his brass. “Step forward now, you soldier, How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My Church have you been true?” The soldier squared his shoulders and Said, “No, Lord, I guess I ain’t… Because those of us who carry guns Can’t always be a saint. I’ve had to work most Sundays And at times my talk was tough, And sometimes I’ve been violent, Because the streets are awfully tough. But, I never took a penny That wasn’t mine to keep… Though I worked a lot of overtime When the bills got just too steep, And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear, And sometimes, God forgive me, I’ve wept unmanly tears. I know I don’t deserve a place Among the people here… They never wanted me around Except to calm their fears. If you’ve a place for me here, Lord, It needn’t be so grand, I never expected or had too much, But if you don’t, I’ll understand.” There was a silence all around the throne Where the saints had often trod… As the soldier waited quietly, For the judgment of his God, “Step forward now you soldier, Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets, You’ve done your time in Hell.”
Honoured to serve the family, CORNERSTONE FUNERAL HOME AND CREMATORIUM, 2800 Mayor Magrath Drive South, Lethbridge, Alberta T1K 7B1. Telephone (403) 381-7777. E-mail: care@cornerstonefh.ca
