06/02/2026
It is with an incredibly heavy heart that I learned of the passing of Comrade Norm Shelton.
I have struggled to find the words because, quite honestly, this one hurts.
Over the last five years, and especially during the last two, Norm became far more than simply a Legion mentor to me. He became a trusted friend, someone I could call when things were going well, and more importantly, someone I could call when they were not.
When Branch 85/90 was at its absolute lowest point, when many believed it was beyond saving and destined to continue sinking, Norm was one of the very few people who never stopped believing. He stepped forward during some of the darkest days in our branch’s history and helped provide the leadership, stability, and guidance that gave us a chance to fight our way back.
But what I will remember most is that he believed in me.
There were countless times when I questioned whether I was the right person for the job. There were days when the problems seemed endless, the criticism was exhausting, and the weight of trying to save what felt like a sinking Titanic became almost too much to carry. During those moments, Norm was always there.
Through long lunches, shared beers, phone calls, meetings, and deep conversations about the future, he continually reminded me that what I was doing mattered. He told me not to lose faith. He told me to stay the course. He reminded me that difficult decisions were often the right decisions, and he had a remarkable way of helping me keep my emotions in check when the pressure felt overwhelming.
When I doubted myself, he never doubted me.
When I wanted to give up, he pushed me forward.
When I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel, he could.
Today, as I look around Branch 85/90 and see what it has become, I realize how much of this journey was influenced by his belief, encouragement, mentorship, and friendship. He saw potential in this branch long before most others did, and somehow he saw potential in me long before I saw it in myself.
What makes this loss so difficult is knowing that I will never truly get the chance to show him that he was right all along. I wanted him to see where this branch was headed. I wanted him to stand beside us and witness everything that his guidance helped make possible.
Five years was not enough.
The last two years were certainly not enough.
It is simply too soon.
Norm, thank you for believing in this branch. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for helping shape me into the Legionnaire I am today. Your example of service, leadership, humility, mentorship, and unwavering dedication to the Royal Canadian Legion is one that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.
From the deepest depths of my heart, thank you, my friend.
You were the very definition of the Legionnaire I aspire to be.
Rest easy, Comrade. You earned it.
Lest We Forget.
-Ron Hornsby & 85/90 Executive and Members.
THANK YOU