Robert Samuel Wunder was born on the family farm south of Foam Lake on March 7, 1928 to LeRoy and Marjorie Wunder. Bob attended at the Malby School District after which he started farming with his dad Leroy and older brother Junior(LeRoy). Bob dedicated his entire life to farming. He worked hard on the farm knowing there was always work to be done. He was out early in the morning milking cows and tending to the animals. Bob also had a motorcycle which he said went pretty fast and he enjoyed riding it to Kandahar to the restaurant for a steak supper. Bobs mom and dad were family friends of the Harts, spending time playing cards. Just so happen the Harts had a pretty young daughter whom Bob was quite fond of and that’s how their relationship began. Bob married Marion Hart on November 13, 1954 at Foam Lake. They made their home on the Wunder family farm where they would spend the next 63 years. They were blessed with 3 children David, Karen and Glenda. Bob was always taking on projects to somehow make the farm better building things like bale forks, wire winders and he could fix almost anything. Taking something that was used and repurpose it into something else was a part of who he was. (seldom throwing anything out). He loved spending time with the horses, training them and using them to feed cows, clean the barn or haul wood to the yard. Bob enjoyed hitching up the team and giving the kids and his grandchildren a ride on the sleigh. Bob was an avid hunter going up north to hunt for moose and regularly hunting with Claude Simpson, Norman Pendlebury and his brother LeRoy. He enjoyed every season especially spring and fall. He spent the spring on the drill and could seed straighter with precision better than any tractor fitted with a GPS. He looked forward to the harvest with the combines and trucks going with lights lighting up the night skies. Bob had seen many changes in Agriculture as he worked the land with horses and modern day farm machinery. Bob taught his family how to care for animals. He enjoyed taking care of animals including cattle, mules, horses, pigs and dogs. He had a dog by his side for most of his life, but his favorite dog was DOT a blue heeler cattle dog. Bob was always there to lend a helping hand for his neighbours and his grandchildren. He was there to help them with the training of their 4H calves. Grandpa never missed an achievement day show or a Regional Show and Sale. This July Bob attended another generation in 4H as he watched his eldest great granddaughter take part in her first 4H show. Although he spent a lot of time working on the farm he enjoyed getting together with neighbors for card games especially 3Spot. He loved fishing on Sundays and having a fish fry at the lake. His travels included a trip to Branson, Vancouver Island, Alaska and visiting family in Missouri, Wisconsin and North Dakota. Later in his life when he started to slow down probably around age 85 he enjoyed making bird houses and spending more time helping Marion in the garden. Slowing down with field work he was there to give a ride out to the fields or move equipment. He was our very own farm taxi. There was no holding Bob down, at the age of 90 after a brief stay in the hospital late July, he was out hauling bales in late August. He enjoyed hauling bales and knew this was something that needed to be done. A true pioneer of agriculture who had working hands until the time of his passing October 18, at the Foam Lake Jubilee Nursing Home. Bob is survived by his wife Marion, son David (Marlyn) and their children Rob (Amy), Lyndsay (Bruce Johnston) their children Lilly, Emily, Maggie and Bryce (Paulina) their children Samuel, Emmett, Victoria; daughter Karen her children David and Catherine Huston; daughter Glenda and her son Chad Woolard. THE FARMER’S CREED I believe that a man’s greatest pride is his dignity and that no calling Bestows this more abundantly than farming I believe that hard work and honest sweat are the building blocks of a person’s character I believe that farming, despite its hardships and disappointments, is the most honest and honourable way a man can spend his days on earth. I believe that farming nurtures the close family ties that make life rich in ways that money can’t buy. I believe my children are learning values that will last a lifetime and can be learned in no other way. I believe farming provides education for life and that no other occupation teaches so much about birth, growth and maturity in such a variety of ways. I believe that the best things in life are indeed free; the splendor of a sunrise, the rapture of wide open spaces and the exhilarating sight of your land greening each spring. I believe that true happiness comes from watching your crops ripen in the field. Your children grow tall in the sun, your whole family feels pride that springs from their shared experience. I believe that by my toil, I am giving more to the world than I am taking from it: an honour that does not come to all men. I believe that my life will be measured ultimately by what I have done for my fellow man and by this statement I fear no judgement.