À LA DOUCE MÉMOIRE DE Kevin Aurelious Guiste

Missing you so much!

Our Friday night fires and get-togethers meant so much to me. I’ll miss you dearly and always cherish those memories

Godspeed our dear brother

Kevin was a great neighbour and always smiling or always made sure to put a smile on our faces. I enjoyed interacting with him & seeing what a great father he was to his children.
He will be missed by all for he had that impact on all he met. He was such a helpful man.
Thanks for the great memories you left us with Kev.
Judy, Matt and Michelle

This uncle loved life and all the people in it. He lived out of laughs, adventures and motors!!! He has been a roll model for us all and he will live through his 4 fantastic sons. May we keep him close and remember all the wonderful memories of him. Kevin, you are at peace now and though we will miss you dearly, we will see you in another life. XOX

Quelle triste nouvelle.
Mes sincères condoléances Julie, je suis de tout cœur avec toi, Kevin va veiller sur toi, il est maintenant ton ange gardien.
Bon courage xxx

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We were privileged to have met Kevin and his family.
He was a very kind and discreet man and I remember him saying to me when he was listening to all of Julie’s sisters, you all sound the same, we are spirited girls and he saw that in all of us… May you rest in peace knowing that you have made my baby sister very happy with the years she had with you. I truly believe god has sent Julie to give you happiness and love because she truly loved you to the moon and back….

Kev, you are truly one of a kind. Your ability to see the good in every situation is inspiring, and your kindness speaks louder than words. Anyone who meets you feels your warmth and respect instantly—it’s simply who you are. You’ve been a pillar of love and strength as a father and a devoted husband, always putting your family first. To your wonderful wife, you’ve been not just a partner, but a source of unwavering support and joy. Your life is a beautiful example of compassion, positivity, and love. Love you Kev, Jonny

Kevo, I guess we won’t be skipping school and hanging out at your place watching the Flintstones. Miss you!

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I will always love you and cherish all the positive words of wisdom you shared with me. I will forever remember your beautiful smile. Rise in Peace. I know you are in heaven looking down on us.
Love
Adelma and Howard.

Dee Pago and family my thoughts and prayers are with you all
Kevin was a wonderful and loving person.. I will always remember his jovial personality no matter what. May he Rest in Peace ✝️✝️🙏🏼

My sincerest condolences to all of Kevin’s loved ones. There are so, so many, because he was truly a gentle soul with a golden smile and quiet wisdom.

I will forever cherish all my find memories of Kevin. As one of The Rogues, or Electric Blankets, he was a fixture in my childhood home, so by extension, all my friends came to know him too. While not a year passed that Kevin didn’t come to mind – because he and I shared the same birthday – the next will be that more poignant.

May you rest gently dear Kevin.

Teena

Our Shannonville race day!

Last night I had a dream where I met 3 of Kevin’s kids and it was a bit of a fun super cool adventure with them.

Every day since I got the news from Randy I’ve been thinking about Kevin and was hoping to write the most amazing eulogy or tribute to Kev. It’s driving me crazy, so I’ll write this for now.

I deeply regret missing the memorial service. That would have been a chance to see Randy and Dennis, Kevin’s family that I met back in the 80’s, and maybe some of the Ottawa crew.

It would be amazing to see his kids and know that Kev’s legacy continues forward. His wife Julie must be an amazing person.

As well, the last time I was in the same room with Kev was about 30 years ago when he came to visit us in Victoria, on Vancouver Island, in the pacific.

When Kev told me about his intestinal disease in the 90’s it was a bit hard to understand, and scary that he might only live a couple or a few years more.

I hoped that he would live to be an old man and we talked about it, and thought hopefully he could make it another 30 years, which he did.

Kevin is/was never a person like me that would write a million words or trip out thinking or talking about something. I like “is/was” to recognize the fact that his spirit is still alive.

I was visiting my distant mother last may 2025 and she had an old photo I found of Kevin at her place from about 1982 when we used to wear stoner jackets and Kev had bigger hair. I was at her place again for christmas in dec and couldn’t find it again.

Everyone that I’ve mentionned Kevin to in the last two months, even if they only knew him briefly says the same thing: “Oh what a great guy”. Positivity soul power.

Determined to advance no matter what. Always ready to take a chance. Excellent sense of humour. Kevin could see through the crap quickly and get to the heart of the matter. Kev was culturally informed.

The heartbeat power of any rock band is the drummer. There has never been a great rock band that did not have a great drummer. After leaving Ottawa I got a guitar, then electric guitars, keyboards, drums, started recording, etc etc.

I’m sure the Rogues (Keys) had something to do with me finally getting it together and that when I do my thing it is my own thing and fearless.

I worked at an airport for a couple of years in tropical Mexico, and met two people from Dominica in about 2018. This made me very happy, which of course is strange, because they are not Kevin.

Usually once a year I would check Kevin’s facebook but knew there probably would be nothing there as he was not into facebook.

Our correspondence was brief, super cool and positive. At one point I had mentionned that I hoped my beautiful Mexicanadian daughter might marry one of Kev’s sons.

Well, time apart and distance from people you have a strong respect and love for is not a good thing.

THAT is one thing I am learning and wish I could have figured out better earlier.

The value of this life is spending time with your loved ones.

Climbing big trees in summer is a west coast thing, and Kevin joined in more than a few times in Ottawa. We started this lunatic thing of seeing who would jump to the ground from the highest position.

Once I had gotten this amazing J5V football, which was the coolest football you could get back in those days.

When I was somewhere else in the house, Kev wrote “Kevin Guiste KG” on it with a big black felt marker.

I asked him why he did it, and he explained that once Charlene went on to an Ottawa bus and sat down at the back in bright pink pants, and she sat down right where I had tagged CKJ.

I was one of the first people tagging in Ottawa in about 1981 and had tagged all the buses in Ottawa. When Charlene got up, she had some of the tag imprinted on to her pants and he was teaching me a lesson. Now I laugh at it. I wish I had that football now.

When the Rogues were on saturday morning TV, I think they played the Monks song “Drugs in My Pocket”. I had to work at McDonalds, and this was before we had a VCR. My Mom told me that the camera was on Kev for a moment and he gave a big strong smile that was radiant throughout the TV land in the Ottawa region.

I remember when the Rogues got a gig playing a school dance for a catholic junior high. During the break between the two sets I DJ’d and everyone was a bit uptight. I put on ‘Everybody Needs Somebody to Love’ by the Blues Brothers and the whole place got up and started dancing.

One of the nuns came up on the stage and tried to shut me down. The Rogues ended up successfully playing the second set.

At some point a McDonalds opened near our school ABJ and one by one we all got jobs there, . . . some at different McDonalds. It was a novelty at the time. Of course we all quit one by one within months or a year and a half.

When I knew Kevin and Randy in the early 80’s they were starting to repair bicycles and had a box with a lock on it where they stored tools and parts.

The motorcycle thing was a natural evolution for a rocker. I was in Medellin Colombia in 2024 and one in three vehicles in traffic was a motorcycle.

SO, a huge THANK YOU to the people that posted pictures here, and much bigger ONE BIG LOVE to Kevin’s family and loved ones.

I can’t shake this feeling.

My little brother was killed in 2010, and during the next year it was normal I would start thinking about him and sometimes the feeling would just get too strong.

His Native friends, Plains Cree people taught me that this was because his spirit was nearby and that spirits are not like a person in their body, they can go right into you.

So if you start thinking about a loved one and it makes you cry, it’s because their spirit is too close, so you can offer tobacco into the air and say “gaiawai” which means “give me some space” or “rise up a little”. The idea is that they will move like one meter or two meters away, so that the feeling isn’t so strong, but they are still near and both people are happy in harmony.

Again, my sincere best wishes to Kev’s family and loved ones. I wish I could have met you recently. As we say in Mexico, my house is your house, so wherever we are, out on Vancouver Island or in tropical Huatulco where we have our own house now, you are always welcome and invited, whoever you are, and it will be great to spend some time with you.

I put this on facebook when I heard the news, so I will copy and paste it here:

“To Kevin’s LOVED ONES, Family, Friends . . .
we were friends and hung out A LOT when we were about 13, 14, 15.

I left town and then returned once for a visit in 1986, and Kevin and his gf came to visit us in Victoria in the 1990’s.

I was thinking of him this last week and shed a tear or two when Randy gave me the news today.

My VERY SINCERE SUPER POSITIVE VIBES AND BEST WISHES TO ALL OF YOU

Now Kev lives in the sky and he can pop in whenever he wants to.

He doesn’t need facebook to read our messages.

Again ONE LOVE to YOU ALL, and keep it steady strong and healthy.

yours truly a.k.a. Kevin Junck”