Obituary of Gregory Scott Brown
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We have come here today to celebrate the life of Greg. According to Sandi, his only comment about his cancer was SHIT. He was 62. He was predeceased by his father Richard. Survived by his son Chad, two grandchildren-Bodhi and Xyberlina. The rest of his family is spread out around the world. His mom Marget lives in Australia along with his brother Danny (Helen), sister Tanis (son). His brother Kelly (Nicola) lives in Oregon and his other sister Margo (Jan) live in Mississauga, Ontario. He also has 2 nephews, 2 nieces, stepbrothers and stepsisters.
Because his family owned Brown Drilling, Greg spent his childhood moving around Alberta to different rig sites, living in skid shacks. It was during this time that his love for reading started. His mom would take him to the book mobile, a travelling library, to pick out his own books. The librarian was reluctant to give him the books he chose, because Greg was so young. So Greg picked up one of the books and started to read it, confirming that he was able to read it no problem.
Greg's family put down roots in Ardrossan, a small community outside of Sherwood Park. It was here that he made lifelong friends and went to school. He became involved in baseball, high-jump and developed a passion for cars. Then life kicked him in the pants. With the passing of his grandfather, his dad getting cancer, and other tragic events, it was a struggle to keep the drilling company together. His dad died when he was 16 and the company was gone. The family regrouped. Australia was to be their destination. At this time Greg was married to Kelly Roberts. Greg's mom offered to pay passage for the cruise ship, but once there, they would be on their own. Together with his brothers, Kelly and Danny, they got themselves a place not far from the ocean. Many fond memories were made here. After his son, Chad, was born February 19, 1972, Greg and his family headed back to Canada.
Kelly went to work and Greg went to college to become an audio/visual technician. He also supported the family while in school by driving delivery trucks. During the semester breaks he worked for the University of Alberta Museums. Because of the nature of his job, he had access to all kinds of historical documents and artifacts. As an enthusiast of all things history related, this fed his passion.
Graduation time…. What to do, what to do? Two choices- Nelson B.C. or Medicine Hat, AB. As we all know he picked the Hat. During his 33 year career with school district, Greg kept himself in the background managing the Instructional Material Center. He brought this small video lending library to a centrally- located print center. Within that time frame along came the personal computer that changed his role and his life; from creating graphic posters, digital photography, publishing documents, and building websites - he was in his realm.
But best was yet to come. After separating from his wife, he met and fell in love with Sandi. They were married for 27 years. Many a friend would comment on their relationship, how the two of them were so engaged in each other; always together, always laughing. A friend of theirs once mentioned, after meeting the love of her life, "I finally found My Greg Brown." That says it all.
It is hard to put in a few words, the life they had together. They both enjoyed watching Indy car racing, football- Canadian and American, and America's Cup Sailing. When Sandi was in the garden, Greg would be working on some project or another outside, too. By late afternoon the two could be found sitting on their deck relishing a few Coors Lite, just the two of them.
Greg met many a good friend-Chris, Adrian, Big Frank, Arnie and Howard to name a few; sitting around yukking it up or planning a road trip. Even though he became out of touch with some of these guys they were always on his mind.
Life will go on and those touched by Greg will remember him as the person who loved a good laugh, a heated discussion, an intelligent conversation and a cold one. Cherish those memories of this good man, keep him in your heart and he will always be with you.