Colleagues, today I am here to remember and honour Louie Betthale, a man whose life was deeply rooted in the land, in family, and in tradition. Louie was born on January 4th, 1942, at Coles Lake, BC, to William and Germaine Betthale.
From the very beginning, his life was shaped by the bush, by the seasons, and by the people he loved. He grew up learning the ways of the land alongside his father, his brother William, and his in-laws, hunting moose, trapping along the trapline with dog teams long before skidoos, and living a life that demanded resilience, skill, and heart.
Louie was a natural hunter. By the age of nine or ten, he had already shot his first three moose. He was trusted in ways that spoke volumes, the only one his grandpa would allow to carry his rifle. That bond meant everything to him. He followed closely in his grandpa's footsteps, quite literally stepping into his tracks, learning by watching him and imitating him with a small stick as if it were an axe. These quiet moments checking rabbit snares and walking together on the land stayed with Louie for life.
In the summer, Louie took on a very different role as a cook for the firefighters. And no matter what he was doing, he always had a cigar in his mouth. That's how many came to know him in Fort Nelson, Cigar Man or simply Cigar. It became part of who he was.
Louie had his moments, as we all do, but at his core he had a good heart. He helped people, whether they needed it financially or spiritually. He gave what he could without asking for anything in return.
Many remember him riding his red quad all year round, visiting, helping, and staying connected. He supported people in quiet ways, buying crafts to help them out, selling them at Christmas bazaars, and then passing that kindness forward to young people who lent him a hand.
Louie had a full, rich life, one filled with hard work, laughter, stories, and deep connections. He leaves behind memories that are both joyful and heavy and the kind that reminds us of how much somebody truly matters. He always loves travelling with friends and family to Muskeg River, Big Lake, Maxhamish, Coles Lake, Trout Lake, and Fisherman's Lake.
Being respectful of time, I ask the remaining of this Celebration of Life be deemed as read and printed in the Hansard.
In his remaining life, he lived comfortably at the old folks home. Louie left us on April 16, 2026. He will be deeply missed. There's no one who can quite fill his shoes, especially not those dancing and jigging shoes.
Rest in peace, Louie. You were loved, and you will never be forgotten.
Stories
His sister Laura shared many stories that captured Louie's spirit. One time, while out moose hunting, Louie was the only one allowed to carry a rifle. When a bull moose answered his call and came in close, Laura and William got scared and ran to climb a tree. The moose ran off, and Louie, frustrated, told them plainly: "If you're both scared, next time, stay home." That was Louie, direct, honest, and serious about the work at hand.
Another time, still young, Louie and his sister Laura were tasked with bringing moose meat home by dog team. With steep riverbanks and heavy loads, it was no easy job. But they did it. That determination and toughness stayed with Louie his entire life.
Louie faced hardship too, and he faced it with strength. He survived an Air Tindi plane crash in 2014, along with five other passengers and the pilot. He was deeply grateful that they all made it out alive, and true to his nature, he didn't let it stop him from getting back on a plane. Years earlier, he also survived a house fire, escaping in the dead of winter with nothing but his long johns and a T-shirt, running to a neighbour for help.
But Louie wasn't just a survivor he was someone who truly lived. He loved fishing, and anyone who saw him at the spring Fishing Derby knows he had a real talent for it. And he loved dancing just as much. Louie could jig like no one else. Even at 84, he could out dance just about anyone in town. You get the feeling that even at one hundred, he would've still been out there, two-stepping with a smile and a partner in his arms.
The family would like to thank everyone who has helped prepare for Louie's service. Your kindness and support during this time are deeply appreciated.
Leaves to mourn him: Sisters (Laura Nande & Susan Kotchea (Steve)); Brothers (Jerry Betthale and Philip Betthale), Uncle (Harry Deneron) and numerous of cousins, nephews, nieces, friends from all over. Sadly, most of them are gone too.
Predeceased by: Parents (William and Germaine (Deneron) Betthale); Grandparents (Andre and Mary (Ekenele) Betthale & Laurent and Marie Angele (Cordille) Deneron); Brothers (William Betthale and Unnamed Newborn Brother) and Sisters (Adele, Maryrose (Jimmy) and Rosie (Kyle)).
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