Neal Robert Gibson
Neal Robert Gibson
Neal passed away suddenly and unexpectedly on Sunday, May 24, 2015 in High Prairie Alberta, age 35. Neal is survived by his daughter Daisalynn Gibson and her mother Renee Bird; his mother Pat Lingel (Allan), father Rob Gibson (Susanna), sister Carla Gibson Boisvert (Jason) and brother Paul Gibson. He is also survived by his grandmother Theresa Odegaard and many aunts, uncles and cousins in Saskatchewan and Alberta.
Neal was born January 8, 1980 in Churchill, Manitoba. He grew up in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, and moved to Edmonton, Alberta in 2000, where he worked in the drywall and construction industry. Special thanks to his uncle Reinhardt Lutter for giving him his start. Neal was a very talented and largely self-taught guitarist. From an early age he displayed an uncanny ability to play any song after hearing it just once. He also loved sports, and played hockey and golf with the same intuitive ability and passion that he brought to his music. He loved skateboarding, skiing and swimming, and passed on his love of music and sports to his daughter, who was the light of his life. Neal was very proud of Daisy, and his greatest joy was spending time with her.
A private family memorial will be held in the near future.
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I was really taken back by this sad news about Neal. He was my best friend in childhood and even as our paths grew apart over the years, still I feel the same; a best friend forever and no matter. We did keep in touch as much as we could.
I feel for his family and close friends, I hope that you all are okay, as possibly you can.
I read something once that I want to share, and I sum up as best as I can from memory. We are from earth, earth is from astroids, and asteroids from stars are from… So we come the dust of stars, once a thriving life force and continued to another thriving life force. It is continuous, life is. So we may pass but really we just move, we transition, we will thrive again. Knowing this, I know that Neal is still here. I know its not the same but this is the truth that it is.
Rob, Pat, Paul, Carla, thank you for the memories. I remember very clearly, still, you all yelling his name when he’d got under your skin “NEALLLL!”