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Frank Kelty posted a condolence
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Patsy and Family, My deepest condolences go out to you and your family on the passing of your husband and father Tony. The Kelty family will keep you in our prayers during this time of grief. Tony was one of the most talented men I have ever known he was a Captain and Engineer, and as you are well aware of he could fix anything and make anything work he put his mind to. Tony was one my first mentors in my adult life, he was tough guy to work for, but he always had a can do attitude and that even when times were tough he always believed you could overcome the problems (MV East Point halfway under water) get things fixed and running again. I know he loved his family very much. I know at times it may have been tough love but I know he would do anything for you and the girls. Tony had some great tales his best stories were about the war years with the See Bees and fishing in China with Jack Lowman. I will always cherish the Tony Olson clock he built out of stream ship gage, he always told me you had to be a special person to get and Olson clock. Well Tony is with God, and he has a very good Captain and Engineer on watch with him; they shouldnt have any problems keeping things running in heaven now. Patsy and Family God Bless Frank Kelty Dutch Harbor, AK
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Karen Bednarczyk posted a condolence
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
It is so sad but all things do end. Being the oldest of the girls I was lucky to be involved in the projects on the boats and the shops. I became a journyman Pipefitter same union,never had any problems because I was Tony Olsons daughter says a lot about my Dad.
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Elaine Heimers lit a candle
Thursday, May 27, 2010
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I always felt a tinge unfortunate living across the country from this ubiquitous grandfather. His legacy was everywhere. When I was fortunate enough to visit my grandparents, I earned fond memories of riding the Tony mobile a self repaired golf cart of his around their property. My Grandpa Olson had a child like sense of wonder. I would wander through shops piling high with drawers, and then tip toe around large engines. It was a machinists world of fantasy. In later years I would sit in the living room and he would dispense what my mother and I refer to as Tonyisms. He would recline and tell me that, if youre good to a dog, hell be good to you. He would also stare out of the rain streaked Washington window and state, This is the nicest place to live, I wouldnt live anywhere else. With the mountains in the distance and beautiful bays down the road, I could see his point. He enjoyed his life, with my grandma by his side. He had tales of deep sea fishing adventures and chests from China, stories of riding around Boston in a Green Hornet car, even using his many skills to serve as a seabee but he did not forget his humble beginnings. He never forgot things like work at a sash and door company. He encouraged me going into teaching, stating that it is a good outfit. I am proud to be a relative of his.
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Joseph Heimers posted a condolence
Thursday, May 27, 2010
When I first met Tony I was courting his daughter Barbara. I was visiting and working in the area originally from back east. I was changing Barb's oil on her old Volvo and as Tony walked by he could see the oil running out from under the car. He casually asked if I had put the oil plug back in. What a first impression i made! After that we seemed to bond for what reason I'm not sure. It wasn't long before i was invited back into the inner sanction of his shop with tools and parts and machines that totally intimidated me. To the ordinary person it seemed to be total chaos but Tony knew where everything was including the 'Oly' in the file cabinet which we would share. I eventually settled back east so I didn't get to see him as often as I would have liked to, but there was always something new and unique each time we came to visit. He was a very clever and creative man, one who could seem to make something out of nothing. Maybe that's what he did with me too. Anyway he will be missed and there won't be another like him. God bless you. Joe Heimers, son in law
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Erin Molgaard posted a condolence
Friday, May 21, 2010
Its hard to talk about him because much of what I know is based on the paraphernalia of my grandmothers house; but these things are as much an achievement of his as they as a documentary of how he lived. His curiosities of how things worked surround his property in various stages of disassembly; He always kept busy playing solitaire or checkers or tinkering with his machines or collecting projects from other people at auction or garage sale that he towed drove or rolled home; but I will no more forget the stuff then I will the look of disapproval my grandmother would cast on him. My grandfather will be remembered for more direct reasons by me in the ways in which he undercut my mothers rules. Under the heading of his grandfatherly right, he would slip us snickers bars, teach me to shoot a gun and allow me to explore without restriction the wonders and dangers of a machinery shop. There are a lot of things I dont know about my grandpa, but the important stuff about life is there. My grandfather was a leader who taught lessons though example of what a man and husband should be. He showed those he came into contact with the importance of living life without reading the warning labels, of being honest when the truth isnt perfect and the dignity of a hard life lived long through the use of both your head and your hands.
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