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Tribute to Phil Novokshonoff

29 Sunday Jun 2014

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TRIBUTE TO PHIL NOVOKSHONOFF
June 29, 2014
When I offer words in commemoration of someone’s passing, I do so from my personal perspective and knowledge of that person.
I had met Phil on the Talarico Wing construction, back in 1991 while he was installing the fire sprinkler system. I had earlier known his father Joe, who was a Director of the Doukhobor Benevolent Society while building Parkside Villa in Grand Forks as well as members of his family at various Doukhobor functions. I found it was easy to talk to Phil and that first meeting seemed like it started a relationship that now I wish to high light.
It appeareded that Phil had an interest in what the Doukhobor Cultural Association was doing as he would take his father, Joe, to the Doukhobor Sports Days and so when he heard that we were starting the development at Whatshan he approached me during a Talent Night Kootenay Choir performance in Grand Forks and offered his assistance should we require anything Mechanical. The Doukhobor Heritage Retreat Society #1999 had many capable volunteers but the Building Inspector required that all Plumbing must be installed by a Journeyman Plumber in order to meet the requirements of the Building and Plumbing Codes. In due course, I made the call to Phil which went something like this.
After briefly outlining the scope of the Retreat Building, Phil asked the question, “Well what would you like me to do?”
Of course I took this opportunity to present my wish list:
• “Well pump and related piping
• Water line from well to Retreat Building
• Power hookup for well
• Pressure tanks
• Septic tank pump to 2,500 foot field
• Showers piping
• Kitchen stove
• Stove propane piping”
There was absolutely no hesitation in his response, “that is no problem. I will charge the equipment at cost and my hired Trades people labor at cost. My time and equipment will all be donated. We just need to find a suitable time slot when to do it. I will research the well Suppliers as well as the other equipment”
I was shocked at this as it was a tough job building something in the hinterland away from normal supply houses and equipment with volunteer help, donated materials and no sure source of funding.
Phil called and said that he would arrive on site on this appointed date. It was a sight to see as a large truck, pickups and a crew of men arrived and began work just as if they had all been there before. A derrick attachment was set up on the back of a flat deck and the process of lowering the pump along with steel piping and electrical wiring began, Work inside the building was also taking place. All continued until complete within three (3) days and the water system was operational.
What a significant boost to the morale of the Volunteers who now did not have to haul water in water jugs from Castlegar.
Phil looked at the kitchen stove that we wanted to convert from natural gas to propane and shook his head. “Elmer it would be a waste of time as this stove is better off in the dump”, he consulted.
“If you can spare $5,000 I will get you a reconditioned unit that will be shop tested. I will bring it from Spokane and then make all the propane connections”, he added.
This came to pass and he called me to see if I could pick it up at his shop and transport it to Whatshan. Of course I agreed but alas, I was unable to find a suitable truck and a willing person to make the delivery. So I advised Marilyn that we would detour via Grand Forks and just pop in at Mainstream Mechanical to pick up the stove on “Silver” my little Ford pickup.
I had no idea where Mainstream was located in the first instance and absolutely no concept of the size and weight of the steel stove and besides this would be on a shortcut over the summit that would take me past Edgewood.
So Peter and his brothers were given the task to help me load this stove which was a simple transfer from their flat deck to Silver. I didn’t blink an eye when I saw that this was like hauling an elephant on a child’s wagon. The boys in their stead were very business-like as we all labored with this challenge. When the stove finally settled in on the box, Silver immediately raised his hood desperately trying to stay with all four wheels on the ground.
I think it was Peter who offered the first comment “pretty heavy load, eh?”
I nonchalantly countered with “Silver is used to all this work”, trying to show my confidence which was blocked by a choking tongue.
“How do I get over the hill?” was my parting comment.
“Oh, so you were never on that road?” all the boys were now curious as they contributed to the directions.
As I got into Silver, Marilyn was looking for assurance with “so you know where you have to go?”
“No problem” and we lurched slowly into motion.
On the flat stretch, it was just a chore to keep Silver running straight as every curve swayed him from one side to the other. When I started climbing the mountain, though, it was difficult to see over the hood which was now higher still. This was certainly a potential good ad for Ford as Silver groaned his way up the summit while I looked for signs that would tell me I was taking the correct fork.
Suddenly I realized we had crested as Silver started to pick up speed and I geared right down to first and thought of what I was going to do if the gears failed. I want to remind you that even going downhill, Silver’s hood was still raised. Marilyn had already turned green and was no support whatsoever. Then I recalled my mother’s hopeless effort to teach me Pasallmee which I never did master. Let me assure you that I recited all six of them three times on my way down that hill. The outskirts of Edgewood looked like New York when we finally made it down.
When Phil and his Gas Fitter arrived later, he looked at me and asked “did you have any difficulty getting it here?’
“Piece of cake!”
And so this is the way Phil and his sons established an assistance program that carried on to plumbing five cabins and the Whispering Pines Centre. More recently that involved “On Demand” Hot Water in the Retreat Building and replacement of the Kitchen Stove complete with a new automatic starting mechanism.
When I saw the young Novokshonoffs work, They applied their trade as grown adults even though they were barely teenagers at that time. Most important to note is that they followed their father’s instruction completely.
I watched as a thirteen year old jumped into a pickup and backed a trailer into a spot like a seasoned Trucker, in a straight line with no hint of a jack-knife . Our mouths dropped open in disbelieve.
My continuing visual picture is Phil sitting on a stool in the middle of the yard while they were working on piping in the septic tank. What amazed me is that Phil was knew exactly what they were doing as he would offer advice from his location some 25 feet away “with try that wrench, it will work better!”
In the evenings we had many occasions to talk and I learned that Phil had a deep understanding of “What is a Doukhobor” as that is the way he lived his life.
This is a Celebration of Phil’s life and so I need to mention another humorous incident that took place when I visited Phil in the hospital during his challenges with weight reduction. He had been transferred from Calgary and was in the West Kootenay Regional Hospital and on the second time I visited with Phil, he told me this story and I admit we laughed heartily.
Phil started with “these guys were not providing me with enough food so I called 911 at 7:00 P.M.”
“So what happened?” I was surprised to hear.
“Well the Paramedics came charging into my room to the surprise of the Hospital Staff”, Phil explained.
“When everyone finally settled down, I said that they are starving me here!” as we both laughed at his sense of humor.
“That is not all, Elmer,” Phil continued, “I called in for a Pizza delivery and got two pizzas into my room before anyone caught on.
I believe that I can speak from all of us at the Doukhobor Heritage Retreat Society #1999, we wish to express our sincerest thank you to Phil and the entire Novokshonoff family for your contributions to the development of Whatshan.
Let Phil’s spirit become synonymous with all those great spirits that have blessed us here on Earth and now he can continue with his greatest mission yet.
Elmer Verigin, President
Doukhobor Heritage Retreat Society #1999
Written June 28, 2014

University of A and W (Castlegar Campus)

20 Friday Jun 2014

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UNIVERSITY OF A and W (Castlegar Campus)

I have been fortunate in my life to have grown up in a farming community with many others, struggling to survive with challenges from weather, disease, predators and government interference. At this early age I was able to understand the intelligence of this part of society. I found that they could sense weather changes, animal moods, crop rotations, and understand Electrical, Mechanical, Carpentry, Veterinary and many other specialized areas that was necessary to economically deal with farming. I am comfortable in this discussion group even though some misinformed public have nicknamed them as “dumb farmers”.

Then I entered the University fraternity with many ordinary people who were destined for higher learning. I met young people who later went on to successful professions and never changed their simplicity and genuine ordinary folk mindset. I found that the rest of the population felt intimidated because these people spoke on subjects with an entire different point of view. Not always were these people speaking down on the rest but perhaps were just misinterpreted. Nonetheless, I feel at home in this environment when I am in that crowd which some refer to as “suits”.

I worked with Trades people and I learned how skillful these people were and how fundamental this part of society was to the whole. Of course these people have their points of view and ways to express themselves which again differed from the rest. In their midst, I can fit in here very comfortably. Perhaps the School Career Counsellors do not understand this sector well enough in that they do not provide the encouragement necessary for more young people to enter these fields which has resulted in such a shortfall of tradespeople.

Since I was a General Contractor during my professional years, working with Trade Contractors and their Tradesmen was a natural consequence for me in organizing an association of Construction Contractors. They too have a fraternity that operates within their spectrum. My experience in this area is that there was considerable encouragement for workers to enter apprenticeship programs.

And so it is with those who come together at A and W for coffee and visiting. I find them all within their very unique environment where they have a comfort level all their own. Most are from many different backgrounds, careers and knowledge. Each one shares opinions and are prepared to defend their philosophy.

I am very impressed with this group and so they now become the subject matter for this satirical chronicle which will be written with humor for the enjoyment of all those who participated as well as the unsuspecting reader who may come across these words.

My immediate designation of this sector as the University of A and W and I have yet to meet one that is not an expert when they speak as it was always with conviction and authority on whatever the subject matter may be.

It makes sense then to call them all participating in graduate studies as most have at least 70 or more years experience. It lends itself to refer to them as Professors as other designations commensurate with their place in the respective fields.

And so let us begin with the scene.

We are in Castlegar, B.C., along Columbia Avenue and our first class begins at 0600 hours which is opening time for our campus.

Pacing the concrete sidewalk are two of the most eager alumni:

l. Professor Jean Brocekx arrives at 550 hours and always backs in his vehicle so that he is able to drive directly out should he succumb to too much caffeine. He settles into the North side of Table 2. Mr. Brocekx expertise is farming, trapping, hunting and trekking the wilderness along the Swan River, Thunderhill and at times the Duck Mountains. He has piloted planes into airports that even crows would not have attempted to land but he was always successful which is testament to the fact he has lived to tell all his students about it. Jean is well read and can participate in almost any subject of conversation and has shown authority in Quantum Physics and well versed in the existence of the “God Particle” in atoms. Jean was born in Bellsite about 15 km North of Birch River, Manitoba, in the skyscraper shadow of Swan River. He knows fully well that you can “take a horse to water but you cannot make him drink”. At 76 years young, he can still cut and prepare 2 cords of wood in day after attending his class.
2. Salvage Specialist Dave Gavrilik is always at the door at 0555 hours. It seems when he arrives, the staff opens the door no matter who had been already been standing there. That is instant recognition of a man of importance. He occupies the West side of Table 7. Dave had achieved his welding talents through the sheet metal trade and mostly in the salvage metal business where he would cut scrap metal into maximum 4′ x 2′ pieces for ease of handling into rail cars or trucks. He speaks of his time with automobiles that are heading for the shredder: “we take away the tires and gas tank and 17 seconds later, the car is in shreds!” Dave’s vast areas of expertise encompasses the manufacture of zoo cages to the journeyman Sheet Metal trade in the industrial field. Dave’s grandfather was a Master Mechanic at the Smelter in Trail, B.C., during the days when Blaylock was General Manager. The family residence was adjacent to the Blaylocks along Ritchie Avenue in Tadanac. Dave’s father recalls the Blaylock daughter working on repairs to her blue Roadster that eventually became the pride and joy of Dick McLeod here in Castlegar. Dave has survived 15 years working for Millionaire Pete Stoopnikoff managing his apartment. That feat will likely be noted in infamy as one of great survival.
3. Madam Lynn Smith unlocks the door at precisely 0600 hours. She is the Home Economics Dean as she efficiently plies her way amongst the class knowing what to say at the right time while she deflects rather sarcastic and cutting remarks that come from Governor Stushnoff. It is amazing that she knows so much about her class that she can predict what they will say even before they say it. She will have the coffee poured and set on his table even before Metallurgist Arthur Hagen makes his way slowly into class usually at 0620 hours. Lynn may almost be better described as an Empress as she comes from Empress, Alberta. She is a heroine in her birthplace as she lived on the Saskatchewan side of town but was born in the hospital on the Alberta side. Perhaps she may take her leadership quality as her father hailed from Leader Saskatchewan. Considering the dangers in her current workplace, Lynn married an RCMP Officer just to ensure that the unruly class behaved themselves.
4. Woodsmith Jim Dahl light steps his shyly on his way in and orders his usual Deluxe Bacon & Egger and coffee and then proceeds to the southwest corner of table 3 to face Governor Stushoff and Dr. Harshenin who are expected there shortly. Everyone knows their places and respect the Pecking Order that has been established over the years. Jim hails from a strong background of Woodsmiths and was born and raised in Rossland, B.C. Jim can read wood and can predict which way a piece may naturally warp and so can ply counteracting grains to end with uniform material in the end analysis. Being proficient in this Art separates the Masters from the Journeymen. It is very difficult to get Jim to expound on his talent as he is far too modest.
5. Governor Bill Stoochnoff holds his place at the desk with authority. His is located on the Northeast end of table 3. Everyone knows that seat is a hallowed chair and no one would dare to sit there with a risk of expulsion in disrepute. The Governor has an opinion on everything and claims authority over all. He has been the Area J volunteer Development Chair Committee for the Regional District of Kootenay Boundary for a record number of years that will never get broken. He was the spearhead organizing committee and was able to raise the funds as well as install the first water system in Ooteschina District. His claim to fame comes as a result of being part of the lead group of Doukhobors that settled that area in 1909. Governor Bill’s professional ability as a Mechanic, has taken him to his own garage in Castlegar and, later, fixing just about any vehicle in the City of Trail garage. It may be part of the reason that to this day, residents of Trail don’t get along with the citizens of Castlegar.
6. Dr. Larry Harshenin occupies the northwest corner of table 3. Larry was born in the metropolis of Robson but escaped to Pass Creek at the tender age of two. He has many years of Lab experience slacking lime. He knows the exact amount necessary in the plaster mix as well as time it will take to mix with water to form that consistency necessary for finish coat plastering. This is almost a lost science as that trade has been replaced by the lesser alternative plasterboard. His expertise takes him to the exact sieve setting for the sand that he must proportion with the cement and water that is the preparatory mix for the base coat.
7. Geographer Roy Keillor slips in about 0630 hours and takes his appointed spot on the North side of Table 1 in his very relaxed fashion. Roy was born on a farm about 8 miles from Norquay at a community known as Melmore. He is not sure what direction from Norquay it was located. He cannot remember how the family subsisted on that very meager farmyard of his birth to a large family. Few people have been where Roy has favored in his day. Places like Swan Plain, Norquay, Pelly, Aaron, Hyas and Stenen drop off his lips in his seasoned recall of days gone by. His students listen in awe as he brings on more famous places like Durban, Kenville, Benito and other famous towns. There were many opportunities for Roy to become a famous Jockey as he was entered in local Rodeos and Sports Days riding in Horse Races. We have not heard too much on how to judge a winner but that was in the days when drug enhancement was not even thought of yet. Roy took his Geography training on the road as a professional truck driver when it was shorter between points in miles.
8. Table 3 is definitely the most popular place as the Professors use their seniority in reserving their places. Sometime akin to King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. As he slips into the South East corner of Table 3, Fred Pozdnekoff could be best described as a “Survivor”. Fred hails from the metropolis of Brilliant and became proficient in the Celgar Sawmill for his entire career under the scrupulous administration not only the tyrant Alex Cheveldave Sr., but also Bill Mazoroff. In the many years I spent volunteering with these two senior Celgar Executives at the Doukhobor Village Museum, I realized what the definition of perfection meant. Fred had to be exceptionally perfect to outlast Bill and Alex. Even his wife and partner recognizes his perfection and that is why they continue to live in the house that Fred built in Castlegar, these past fifty years.
9. Count Alexi “Rebinoff”, is one of the last to arrive pushing 0700 hours. The Count has seen every major construction project from the eyes of a Carpenter but has always keep abreast of his health. To this day Alexi grinds his grains to make whole flour to bake his bread. Strangely enough, he does not share his recipes nor his secret for longevity but is known to disagree with the Governor on Doukhobor History and Philosophy which has resulted in the Governor honoring him with the title of Count. The Count favors the North East corner of table 3 and those who may have occupied that chair, will immediately remove themselves in respect, including the Governor himself.
10. Metallurgist Arthur Hagen was born in Trail, B.C., but immediately went up in the world to Rossland. He spent many years in researching the tank rooms at the Smelter and knows all about the extra work involved when the Lead Vats are not completely drained after each cycle. Jackhammers were some of his tools of trade when all else failed. Art slips into his spot on the South side of Table 2 at about 0620. There is much that Art can share with his class as he was a veteran in many classifications during his tenure at Cominco Ltd. Zinc M and S; Fertilizer Plant; Absorption Plant and his rise to Operator in the Acid Plant. There are many more stories that can be told here.

The information has been gathered over a period of time that began about May 12 and completed May 26, 2014 by Elmer Verigin, in respect of this alumni and the preservation of humor.

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