Barry Sherman

With heavy hearts, we announce the passing of our dear Husband, Dad and Papa, Barry Dwayne Sherman who passed away suddenly of a heart attack at Little Loon Lake, Saskatchewan on Tuesday, September 15, 2026 at the age of 62 years old.

Left to cherish his memory are: The Love of his life of 38 years, his Sweetheart, Sylvia Sherman (nee: Orosz) of Lloydminster, AB

His loving Children: Mellissa (Kyle) Rowland and their daughter, Emellia; Megan (Colson) Brown and their children Eli, Max, Ivy and Ada; Monte (Mandy) Sherman, all of Lloydminster, AB.

His father, Gordon Sherman of North Battleford, SK; his sister, Rhonda (Steven) Prescesky, his mother-in-law, Therese Orosz of Spiritwood, SK, his brother-in-law, Joey Orosz (Mary Lou Haugen); his sister-in-laws, Joanne (Doug) Weisbrod and Veronica (Murray) MacDonald; his special Aunt Wanda Oliver, along with numerous nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles and cousins.

All of those who he considered his family: co-workers and fellow welders throughout the years; our Holiday Traveling Group; his ski-doo and fishing buddies; his Combine Crews (The Detillieuxs from Glaslyn, SK and The MacDonalds from Rabbit Lake, SK); his breakfast/coffee buddies; his Oliver Tractor buddies, Knights of Columbus Brothers and so many other friends.

Barry was predeceased by: his mother, Norma Sherman (2020); his father-in-law, Joseph Orosz (2015); his grandparents: Rudolph (1994) and Muriel (2000) Sherman, Jim (2004) and Mary (2010) Oliver; Uncle Everett (1992) and Aunty Jean (2024) Sherman; and Uncle Ron (2015) Oliver.

The Funeral Service will be conducted from St. Anthony’s Roman Catholic Church (2704-56 Avenue, Lloydminster, Alberta) on Friday, September 25, 2026 at 10:00 AM. If you are unable to attend in person, you may view the live streaming of the service posted on McCaw Funeral Service website under Barry’s obituary.

Donations in memory of Barry can be made to the Knights of Columbus Father Dobson Council 3553 (2704-56 Avenue, Lloydminster, Alberta, T9V 2C1) or to the Neilburg Museum.

Eulogy by Monte:

Good morning everyone. For those that do not know me my name is Monte Sherman, and I am Barry’s son. On behalf of my Mom and the rest of our family I want to thank you for attending today to help celebrate my Dad’s life. Following the service we will have lunch and a slideshow at the church hall. After that, if you are willing and able to share memories of Dad it would be greatly appreciated.

While we were in elementary school our Dad participated in the RCIA program and became Catholic. He was a devoted member of the Knights of Columbus, served 4 years as Grand Knight, and always held an executive position. He made these candle holders that you see on the altar and a stand for the corpus christie cross. Dad really loved the church, so I’m glad we can celebrate his life here.

There’s a famous poem called the dash that focuses on the dash between a person’s birth and death dates on a tombstone, reminding people that what matters is how we live our lives between those two dates.

I am going to do my best to tell you the story of my Dad, Barry Sherman’s dash. Dad was born January 18th, 1964 in Lloydminster to Norma and Gordon Sherman, my Granny and Grandpa, and lived the first year and a half of his life in Hillmond Saskatchewan. In the summer of ‘65 Granny and Grandpa bought a farm in Rabbit Lake Saskatchewan, the place Dad considered home. A month later his sister Rhonda was born and their family was complete.

Dad completed all of his schooling in Rabbit Lake, and graduated in 1982 — the only boy in a class of 6 — he was the best looking man in his grad class, a fact that he was quite proud of. As I’m sure most of you know, Dad was a hard worker. He spent his summers working for Meeting Lake Regional Park, helped Grandpa on the farm and in the shop with mechanics, and even drove a school bus while he was a senior before graduating, picking up his classmates on his way to school.

After finishing school, Dad worked for his Uncle Everett with Sherman Maintenance for the summer. After briefly working for Vee Tee Feeders in Lloyd, Dad got a job with

Pioneer Repair Crew traveling throughout Saskatchewan. His last job for Pioneer took him to Spiritwood in 1985, where he met my Mom, Sylvia, his “sweetheart” … or “woman”. Dad swept Mom off her feet with his personality, smile, his infectious laugh, and demeanor. He had a great attitude for life and Mom says the best of all was that he could dance!

He then began working on grain elevators all over the western provinces, with Sheets Grain Systems, and spent the next 20 years as a welder and millwright by trade, even becoming a crew foreman. Dad also began farming in 1986 when he rented a few quarters of land. He married my Mom in 1988 in Spiritwood and then purchased a house back home in Rabbit Lake. My parents bought two quarters of land in 1991. My Dad loved farming, especially during harvest time. He often reminisced about how he and Grandpa would do the trucking, while Granny and Mom combined, and they would all eat cucumber sandwiches together. Farming is where he developed his love of tractors. Dad had John Deere equipment, and could spot a JD or Oliver out in the bush from a mile away, sometimes he could spot them so well that Mom would swat his arm and tell him to pay attention to the road.

In 1991, Dad and Mom began their family, when Mellissa was born. Megan followed in 1992. The third time was the charm though — they saved the best for last — me in 1994. Dad instilled in us kids the value of hard work. He made sure all three of us knew how to deal with a flat tire and change our oil. As a family, we shingled the house in town and put the bins on hoppers. Dad also made sure us kids had lots of amazing memories. We’d go on family trips with the motorhome and Dad made sure to take us skiing, swimming, and skating. He even watched and bowled with us kids. Mom, my sisters and I, all worked at the bowling alley (Border Bowl) and Dad was there to help with bartending, along with any odd jobs that needed to be done. Kyle and Colson thought our family owned Border Bowl. Dad built us a tree house in our back yard (even though we didn’t have a tree) and a go-kart to rip around the farm. Dad truly loved his kids. I don’t have to mention how many times we called him to help us with projects and repairs, even as we entered adulthood. He’d come with a smile and the only pay he wanted was another visit down the road.

In 1994, Dad’s crew began working for ADM in Lloyd, and the family moved there in 1995 and bought a house in 1999. In 1998, Dad challenged his welding certification and became a Journeyman Welder. In 2004, he quit Sheets Grain and decided to follow the Sherman family tradition of entrepreneurship to start B&S Welding and Millwright, where he contracted for many companies in the Lloydminster area. His work even took him to Nunavut and the Northwest Territories, welding on Baffin Island and in Yellowknife. Mom and Dad were side by side with their farming and welding business.

In 2013, Dad’s first grandchild Eli was born and he became “Papa” a fact he was incredibly proud of. Dad loved spending time with his grandchildren. He would take them on boat rides and to hockey games, the Lloyd fair, skidooing, and waving at them from the tractor, when he was in the parade. The kids could always count on Papa for a game of cards and even a wiener roast, although one time Max or Eli complained that Papa had hot dogs but no buns, and he made them use bread and it was clearly devastating. He became a “girl Papa” with Emellia, followed by Ivy, and Ada. He was always ready to include more grandchildren on his outings, even offering to take Ivy to her first Hockey game with Eli, Max, and Emellia when she had just turned one.

Mom had always wanted to go on an exotic vacation, but Dad always had an excuse. There was work to do, a poker rally, or some other reason not to go. We celebrated Dad’s 50th birthday in 2014, with a surprise celebration in August. In September, it was announced that the Radio Trip was going to Mexico in January 2015. Mom bought into the trip and the two of them were off. These hot vacations would become a frequent occurrence. My parents took us kids to Mexico that same year over Christmas. Mom and Dad became frequent fliers on these radio trips, meeting new people … and meeting new people. Over the last few years they even extended their stays for two weeks. Their last trip together was earlier this year, where they went to Mazatlan.

In 2022, Mom and Dad sold their land through an online auction sale along with Grandpa Gordon, ending another chapter in their life. However, Dad never lost his love of farming. He’d often go out to look at tractors, and was always ready to work on one, especially if it was an Oliver. He kept combining in the fall for the MacDonalds and the Detillieuxs, and even said that combining was “his Mexico.” He attended Ag in Motion and would camp out in the motorhome. Kyle said I’m not allowed to talk about why those trips ended, but you can ask me later if you’re curious.

Dad and Mom bought their acreage in 2024. They weren’t really looking for an acreage, but a trip with Otis to look at what was supposed to be an Oliver tractor (it wasn’t), led to Dad falling in love with the property.

After some renovations, the two of them moved there in June 2025, to start their new chapter. In the last month, Dad had got his welding area set up and he was loving life in his Paradise.

My Dad had a lot of friends, and it was because of the type of person he was. If you weren’t Barry’s friend, it was because he never met you yet. Dad would help anyone and everyone — it didn’t matter what the time was, and you could be sure he’d find a creative solution to your problem, sometimes only equipped with his handy Leatherman that he always wore on his belt. Dad had different Leathermans and cases for different occasions. He had a set for around the yard and a nicer set for going out to events.

Dad loved watching the “Antique Road Show”, playing cards, and having company over, whether it was family during the holidays, or just someone coming for a quick visit.

This brings us to the end of my Dad’s dash. He saw Grandpa Gordon, and then spent his last day being in the field combining. It was a really good day. Dad may have left us, but he is not gone. You can see him everyday, through his many projects. I’ll think of my Dad when I see the go-kart, when I’m fixing my truck, or when the windmill on the roof of my garage is spinning.

Thanks Dad for everything that you did for all of us. We will miss you, and we’ll never forget the things you taught us.

Though he is gone from our sight, the memories shared around the fire pit, the holiday meals, the job sites, the harvest fields, the ski-doo trails, the card and board games, the dance floors, the swim up bars in Mexico, the weekend breakfast dates, the conversations about Oliver tractors and with the family, will live on in the hearts of those who loved him.

Goodbyes hurt the most, when we feel the story was not finished…

Barry was laid to rest on October 10, 2026 at the Mullingar Cemetery.

Our family would like to thank:

– the Detillieux Family for all your support.

-everyone who sent food, flowers, and gift baskets, reached out to us with a text or a phone call, to those who stopped in to visit and comfort- it helped to ease the pain.

-those who attended the funeral, at the church or online, your presence made a hard day easier.

– Father Dean for a beautiful church service

-the Knights of Columbus members for being the honour guard.

– the CWL that organized and put on the lunch.

-Keep On Truckin’ and T-Bar 1 Transport for wrapping our family in love.

-all the tributes posted online as they brought comfort to our family.

-to Beau Lac and McCaw Funeral Homes for their expertise and support, during this difficult time.

It is all greatly appreciated.

Sylvia Sherman

Mellissa and Kyle Rowland

Megan and Colson Brown

Monte and Mandy Sherman