Remembering Robert Leffler

First off, anyone that knew this man, knows him as Bob. To all my friends and extended family, even my adulthood friends in another province, he has always been Uncle Bob.

Bob was born in May 1946 and spent his early years on the Leffler farm west of Naicam. When he was in his teens, his parents bought a farm east of Naicam. When grandma and grandpa moved to town, Bob took over this farm, and he lived there until just the last couple years.

Bob was never a strong student, but he was very gifted with mechanical skills. When he was little, he took apart things just to see how they worked, which drove grandma crazy! As he got older, he became quite inventive. He would see a picture in a newspaper, magazine or online and if he could visualize it, he could build it. When Bob retired from farming, he started doing woodwork. In his true inventive style, he built a dust collection system for sawdust with a shop vac and some hose and it worked with all the various tools he was using. He created many unique wood projects from scraps of wood or even wood he gathered. He made bird houses of logs. He made wooden baskets, trays and refinished several tables.

Bob had many jobs over his life. In early adulthood, he worked for a company that built grain elevators all over the province. He also built homes, garages and shops all around the Naicam area. He helped run the family farm and eventually took that over. He helped to build the Naicam arena and he was the caretaker of the skating and curling rinks for many years. He was the manager of the AA Bantams and loved going on road trips for tournaments. The years he spent at the rink and involved with hockey were a very special time in his life. The arena is such a central part of Naicam that everyone in town knew Bob and I am sure that anyone that spent much time there has at least one funny or crazy story about him. For me, I remember when Bob was cleaning the upstairs windows from the ice surface side. The ladder did not stay put and Bob took a crazy ride down with that ladder. This fall landed him in the U of S hospital and cost him an eye. This fall definitely used up one of his 99 lives. He also landed in the U of S hospital after trying to catch a Zamboni blade that he was working on, with his leg. The blade barely missed the main artery in his leg. All he could say was that it was a clean cut; there went one more of his 99 lives.

Bob’s biggest passion was fishing. He went fishing anywhere and anytime he could. In his later years, he spent every summer at Deschambault Lake. The lake will not be the same without his fish fry’s, hearty breakfasts, cool beverages and unbelievable fish tales.

Bob never had a house pet until he adopted a cat. If anyone ever tried to break into his house, beware of that cat. It was a demon that only loved Bob and heaven help anyone else that tried to take care of it. He loved to walk his sister’s dogs, and after she moved away he got two little dogs of his own, Buddy and Molly. They were his shadows and brought him great joy and love.

We will miss his stories, his booming laughter and his trickster ways. No one else will ever likely put a hot spoon from the coffee mug onto the back of my hand when I’m not looking, just see me jump. We will be telling stories about our adventures with Bob for many years.

We encourage people to write a memory or story on the funeral home’s tribute wall. The family would love to hear your stories and memories about adventures with Uncle Bob.

No Funeral Service will be held at this time. Arrangements entrusted to Fedusiak Funeral Chapel & Crematorium (306)752-3838.

• Date : 2026-03-15
• Location : Melfort