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Last saw him forty-one years ago. He taught English, literature and grammar, one of my favorite teachers during my Bell years. He was stern, ramrod straight, white haired, always wore a dark suit, commanded respect. He was old school, as a matter of fact I think he was probably one of the founders of the Old School. His initials were C.M.G., a friend of mine said they stood for Call Me God, he may very well have been right. A memorable man.
From Tim Miedema on December 21st, 2010
I only attended Bell for one year 1966-67. I had come from a school in Toronto where I had the misfortune of failing my Grade 12 English. The principal - Mr. McGillivrary, made a deal that, if I passed Grade 13 English, I would get my Grade 12 diploma as well.
It was up to Mr. Arthurs to get me through Grade 13 English!
In April I was not doing too well and failure seemed imminent. Mr. Arthurs took me aside and explained the ins and outs of the Grade 13 final Provincial exam, as he had been marking them, seemingly from before Confederation!.
I followed his suggestions and squeaked through and thus got Grade 12 and 13 Diplomas in one shot. Thank you Mr. Arthurs.
From Peter Ruddy on January 27th, 2011
Back in 1972-73 I had Mr. Arthurs for Grade 13 English. As Dave Bienko, a chum from grade school, and I would meet up in the hall to head into class, I would always be quietly singing a tune from Walt Disney ... Mickey Mouse. It was just some comic relief to break up the day and to make Dave laugh. One day Mr. Arthurs took me aside to ask me why I sang THAT song. He was a wonderful man, whom I deeply respected. I never sang that song near his class again. He DID command respect. We could use a lot more of that these days. He was one of my favorite teachers.
From Brian Mortimer on April 16th, 2011
I had Mr. Arthurs for Grade 9 English. He ran a strict class but had an amazing sense of humour. I learned a lot of valuable life lessons from him. Like a score of students before me I learned to spell ONOMATOPEIA. I hope Mr. Arthurs had an enjoyable retirement before he passed. Brian Mortimer- class of 72
From Dennis Cross on April 30th, 2011
Of all my years at school (public, high, college and beyond) Mr. Arthurs was without doubt one of the BEST teachers. Dennis Cross
From Susan Phillips on April 14th, 2012
"Unity, coherence, and emphasis", "order and structure" - a few of the writing tools that Mr. Arthurs taught us, along with a high standard for the correct use of grammar and syntax. More than 40 years later I am still trying to apply lessons learned from him. firstname.lastname@example.org
From Robert Mortimer on September 6th, 2012
I hesitate to contradict my esteemed brother Brian , but I believe that is ONOMATOPOEIA. A fine gentleman and a serious teacher... Mr. Arthurs was one of the very best, he did everything he possibly could to engage his students and some were even lured to a love of the english language and literature. I am sure that he will have been carried in on the shoulders of his peers when he reached the big schoolhouse in the sky. I would still like to know why he invariably called me Montgomery.
Carol, Liz Coates and I met on the first day of school Sept 1963. It wasn't long before we were friends, best friends and then ultimately life long friends. At some point in our late 40's we decided we should spend our 50th birthday together since our birthdays were within a month of each others. So we did in Collingwood On. across the bay from where I live in Midland. On that July weekend in 1998 we decided we would celebrate our 55th in Burnaby ( where Liz now lives ) Carol didn't join us in Burnaby. She lost her battle 2 1/2 yrs later and we miss her so very very much.
Liz moved to Pickering after Gr. 10 but our friendship remained very strong. The next year Carol and I met three special people who also became life long friends, Wendy (Eastman) Johnson, Linda (Clarke) Black, and Barb (Shoultz) Dalton. We coined ourselves the JET SET! We had a great time at Bell High and have such wonderful memories of our high schooldays. Carol and I played Volleyball on the Junior Girls Volleyball team and Carol was a member of the cheerleading squad that won the Ottawa Valley Cheerleading Championship in 1965/1966, broadcast live on CJOH TV. It was very exciting for Bell High.
Carol was such a wonderful vivacious person, infectious smile, fabulous personality, great sense of humour, funny funny girl. Those of you who remember her know that. She could always make us laugh.
We miss you Carol and wish you could be here to celebrate Bell's 50th with us.
Dave Bangs was a student who had difficulty with school. I did not teach him, but he made it through at Bell and for that I respect him. His sudden death was a shock to many students and teachers.
From Gary Smith on July 24th, 2012
Dave was a good friend and he helped me feel the fellowship of our new school. Gary Smith
From Greg LeBlanc on October 1st, 2012
Dave drove a Triumph Bonneville 650 motorcycle with me on the back at 100 mph down the Sixth Line in Dunrobin in 1966. He lived a short life but lived large and I've often thought about him
From Dave Ballinger on October 5th, 2012
Dave and I became good friends from the first day I arrived at Bell and we met trying to find our class and ending up being late for the class. We had lots of fun doing crazy things guys do when they are young. Best memories are; of him riding his Truimph motorcycle to all points and beyond in all kinds of crappy weather. Both of us skipping school and renting a plane at Carp and go flying for the afternoon all over eastern and central Ontario and Quebec so he could get flying hours to get his commercial licence. Coming to school with our skiis on our cars and once attendence was taken take off to the ski hills for the day. He lived his dream and that was to be a pilot and fly. He was always up for a good time and also very personable with a generous spirit and the saying the "good die young" seemed so appropriate in Dave's case. We all lost great friend.
James Bartley (Jim) President of Pathfinder Maps and co-owner of Lab-Bart Tree Movers. Accidentally on Mon. May 23, 1988, in his 39th year. Beloved son of Mrs. Joy Bartley and the late Lenard L. Bartley. Dear brother of Fran and Jayne and uncle of Joshua. Friends may call at Hulse and Playfair, Central Chapel, 315 McLeod St. after 7 p.m.
I was fortunate to know Jim from an early age. On Rocky Point, we built tree forts and rafts, sailed & swam & skated the Ottawa River. We played Little League Baseball, minor hockey and football together. Yearly, we planted hundreds of trees at his father's tree farm. Later, he joined me at Notre Dame College in Wilcox, Sask. for his final high school year. He modernized and improved his map-making business and "Black Bart's" tree nursery.
Together, we talked, we dreamed, we partied and we laughed a lot. He was a great listener, a loyal friend and a solid guy ..... a terrible loss at an early age in a tragic car accident.
He forged deep friendships with the spectacular Gene McBurney, Bob Thompson, Greg LeBlanc, John Kennedy, Peter Whittaker, Bill Skinner, Larry Gibbons, Lyle Tallon and so many others. A Great Guy! Dave Steele
From Susan Steele on June 2nd, 2012
A true and loyal friend. Godfather to our son, Elliot. Also, Jim was lots of fun. We have memories of many great times together. Each year, we would cut our Christmas tree at his farm in Carp. And happily, our children adopted two baby kittens from his farm litter. So many wonderful thoughts, especially the dinners out at the Farm. Love you and miss you, Jim. Susan Steele
BENNETT, Chadwick Wilton "Chad" Retired Teacher; Member of Sidney Albert Luke Lodge, AF & AM; WWII RCAF Veteran (Flying Instructor with E.A.T.S.); Member of 410 Wing Air Force Assoc. On Wednesday, December 8, 2010 in his 94th year. Son of the late Albert and Amy (nee Borthwick) Bennett. Beloved husband of Agnes Fetterly. Predeceased by his first wife, Elwen. Dear Father of Sylvia Lewis (Fred), David Bennett (Marge), Donald Bennett (Ruth), the late Richard Bennett, Lorraine Wills (Bernie), Ric Fetterly (Karen) and Ian Brent Fetterly (Janice). He will also be greatly missed by 15 grandchildren, 7 great-grandchildren, his brothers and sisters: Jack (the late Miriam), Ralph (Mickey), Valerie Leach-Ray (the late Al and the late Lorne), Bert (Doris), Georgina O'Neil, Anne Willetts (the late Sid), Lillian Edwards (Ronald), Thomas (Doreen), Bill (Colleen) and the late Marianne, as well as numerous nieces and nephews. Chad was an active member of Mostly Bows, and an avid Square, Round and Line Dancer. Friends may call at the Garden Chapel of Tubman Funeral Homes, 3440 Richmond Road, Nepean (between Bayshore Dr. and Baseline Rd.) on Monday, Dec. 13th from 2:00 - 4:00 & 7:00 - 9:00 pm. A Service Celebrating Chad's Life, will be held at St. Thomas the Apostle Anglican Church, 2345 Alta Vista Drive on Tuesday, Dec. 14th at 1:30 pm, followed by a reception. Interment, Rideauvale Cemetery, Kars in the spring. A Masonic Service of Remembrance will be held at the funeral home on Monday, Dec. 13th at 8:00 pm. For those wishing, please consider a donation to St. Thomas the Apostle Anglican Church, or perhaps a kind deed or a thoughtful act in his memory.
Chad Bennett was my Grade 13 Physics teacher in 1966-67.
His was our first class of the morning and his classroom was fitted with blackout blinds.
I don't know how many mornings were spent watching slides, film strips or movies on some Physics topic. Invariably, when the presentation was over, Mr. Bennett would say "Lights, please." only to find the haplass student closest to the light switch had fallen asleep!
Ah, those were the days.
From Doug Moynihan on August 12th, 2011
Mr. Bennett was a fantastic Physics teacher. He was fair, made physics exciting, did great experiments, was not judgemental - too bad I didn't under stand enough to get a good mark even though I sat beside Jimmy Jarvis (grin, grin).
BENNETT, Christopher Ross Suddenly, on Friday, March 19, 2010, at the age of 30. Beloved husband of Marlee Ann Bennett (nee Peppiatt) and father of Cole Thomas Bennett. Precious son of Kenneth and Ruth Bennett. Dear brother of Cynthia and Erin. Cherished grandson of Beryl Bennett. Predeceased by his grandparents Ross and Mary Binnington and Leo Bennett. Survived by many aunts, uncles and cousins. Cremation has taken place and a Funeral Service was held in Toronto.
So long ago! I remember when Brian died in a car crash the year after he graduated. He lived down the street and although he was a few years older we hung out a lot and played hockey and golf together. His mum ran the Bell Arena snack bar and got us all our first jobs there, great times, lots of memories and you are missed my friend!
From Sandy Mctaggart on October 15th, 2013
Got to know Brian fairly well in high school and of course from his days at the Bell arena snack bar. A real nice guy.
You are missed and were taken away from the world far too young.
Mr. Biolcati was a very important man in my life at that time . His passing had a profound effect on my life. He took me under his wing and gave me many extra opportunities in the music dept. He taught me how to read a full band score and made me student conductor of the senior concert band. The musical start he gave me has stayed with me through the years and gave me the foundation I needed to pursue and enjoy a life time of music.
From Margaret Worton on October 19th, 2010
Mr. Biolcati was a wonderful teacher, who managed to make each one of us feel unique and special. I was proud to count myself one of his "kids". We were all heartbroken when he died.
From Tom Gougeon on October 26th, 2010
I just loved this guy .. he must of caused the administration concerns .. but he was always looking out for his students
From Christine Follows on October 28th, 2010
"Mr. B", as we called him, was hands down the best teacher I ever had. On his morning drive to band practice, he would stop and pick up band members, like myself, who were hustling to get to practice on time. He always had a car full by the time he arrived at school. He inspired us to be the best we could be - all with a gentle smile and without ever raising his voice - and his passing was a devastating blow to the music program. I still have the program from his memorial service where we played his favourite pieces. There wasn't a dry eye in the auditorium that day.
From Doug Moynihan on August 12th, 2011
What a love - what a passion for music. Hey Gouge remember when Dever swung his round house right, you and I were sitting on the table - oh my- in the music room... And all the concerts, damn we were good. Mr. Biolcati, thank you for the great grade without which I never would have made it into college .
From Gary Giles on March 10th, 2014
Mr. B. as we all called him was an inspiration in my young musical life, we lived in the band room at Bell, and when he passed away, many if not all of us were lost. I recall playing in the band for his Memorial and I still cherish the program from that concert...
Hello - My heart is pounding to see Jerry's name listed on this In Memoriam page. I thank whoever submitted it - for the courage it took (that I didn't have).
I miss and think of my brother everyday and see him now only in my dreams.
My heart goes out to everyone who has lost a brother or sister.
From Jo-Ann Boers on January 15th, 2013
To my young brother to whom I was so close to. You have never left my side. I miss you so much. Your sister Jo-Ann.
From Peter Ruddy on August 4th, 2013
I remember your brother,like it was yesterday.I often think of him when I'm doing the gardens in Bell's Corners ... especially on a windy day ... I can picture his long,long hair blowin' in the wind! He was younger than me,but he'd always say hi .. always nice to me:) I'm sure you miss him. He was a good soul! ...Peter Ruddy (email@example.com)
in the comforting presence of loving wife, Heather, beloved sisters, and dearest Rob, Alex gave his last breath to go up and into the embrace of his mother and father; to join young brothers, Hanje and Jerry –a union that was not meant to be in life.
in Hawksbury, Ontario, to the delight of Gerrit Boers and Helena Alberta van Dam, their first child came into this world; Second maternal grandchild of Cornelius and Johanna. This would be the first of many places where he would call home.
Alex moved to morrisburg in 1951 where his father started work on the construction of deepening the st. laurence seaway to allow passage of larger ocean-going ships. This new found security supported a little family expansion with the addition of Brothers hanje and jerry, and sister jo-ann. When construction ended, the family packed up to follow work and affordable rent –so each penny could be set aside for that down payment. It was while renting the upper level of an old farm in Richmond where little sister Teresa was born.
Alex was father to Chantal Evans (husband Rick) and Angela Lemer (husband Kevin); Step-children, rob and ronda mersereau; Grandfather of Mallory, Jake, Ethanx, james, and jesse. Uncle of rhianna, roanne, rosslynn Renault and aleena charette.
Alex’s light shone too brightly for this world. He lived foot loose and fancy free. He had a true passion was the outdoors --hunting and fishing with his new puppy, Harley.
We will all miss Alex dearly, but will take comfort knowing that he is at peace and will live on in our memories and his children, forever.
BOOTH, Gary Ronald Friday August 12, 2011 at the age of 64, after a brief battle with cancer. Survived by his sons Ryan and Kris (Andrea). Friends may pay respects at the Kelly Funeral Home Walkley Chapel 1255 Walkley Rd (East of Bank) Tuesday from 12 to 3p.m. Donations to the Elisabeth Bruyere Hospital appreciated by the family.
I was talking via email to Gary just a few months ago---he had offered his help for the reunion and was so looking forward to meeting up with everyone again. My last recollection of Gary was of him banging away on the drums behind the orchestra with Remo Biolcati conducting.
Now he is probably teaching St Peter how to play,
We will miss you next year Gary.
From Gary Smith on July 24th, 2012
Gary gave a new meaning to wearing black, boots, and chains...a trend setter at the time....we spent time in "shop" class in grade 8.
Holly was an extraordinary person who brought so much joy and inspiration to our lives. After one tragic hard knock after another, Holly displayed so much strength, optimism, and cheer. It is hard to think of anyone who could handle the adversity she faced as well as she did. It's no surprise, though....even before she was faced with her challenges, she displayed such a delightful disposition and she spread joy and kindness to everyone around her.
I miss having pints, listening to Bob Dylan in someone's basement, just hanging out. I'll never understand; such a loss... until we meet again.
From Jenny Buck on October 20th, 2011
You were the best big brother in the world. Missing you. Your "littlest sister"...Jen
From Derek Cadzow on March 4th, 2012
I didn't know Greg that well, but my most vivid memory of him was one day when we were reviewing the lyrics of Don McLean's American Pie in Mr. George's Grade 13 English class. Mr. George spent some time going around the class asking what we thought various things meant and we collectively didn't have much of a clue. Then he turned to Greg and turned him loose; Greg laid it all out -- the whole story of Buddy Holly and what each and every lyric meant. Greg was a walking rock and roll encyclopedia...
From Mark Rickerby on August 27th, 2012
I am thankful for the education and experience that I received at BHS. Of that time, Greg Buck was the other side of that same page - the moon and the stars, campfire cookouts, the words and the music - the stuff that I treasure deeply to this day.
I worked late night with Greg (yup, turning out Snack Packs for the Colonel at Kentucky Fried Chicken!), and I had the pleasure to travel a long way with him, Nick, Mike, and others. I miss his nature, his voice, his big, loping walk, and that sideways smile.
From Peter Ruddy on January 4th, 2015
Before this site is closed down I want you all to know I have planted many trees in memory of us! The tree planted in memory of my buddy Greg is now a large maple at the corner of the sports field, closest to the arena.
Still have fond memories of the numerous days spent skiing with Derek at Mont Cascades & Edellweiss and the old "racer" vs "freestyler" debates. Derek was also a great cartoonist and all-round funny guy.
From David Hinz on November 11th, 2013
I was deeply moved when I learned of Derek's passing. Although Derek and I weren't friends for a long time, he was one of my best friends while growing up in Bells Corners. He and I spent many, many hours hanging out listening to music, playing tennis, skiing and diving at the Entrance outdoor pool. When I think of great childhood memories Derek was in lots of them. He was a true, loyal and dependable friend. Thank-you Derek for the gift of your friendship.
Ron led what he would call "a wonderful life". He spent countless hours on his fishing boat on Lake Ontario and many more hours hunting up north. Never married but also never without companionship, he enjoyed everyday as if it was his last. Peace be with you brother.
From Peter Ruddy on January 16th, 2011
Ron and I crossed paths many times in the 70's.Whether it was a chat as we worked night crew at Robinson's Lynwood IGA, a chat before or after our football games, or saving my sorry arse in a Hull club, he was there for me.And he was an incredible athlete.That is a great pic Steve,his brother,has posted.And that is how I remember him,with that amazing smile.
From Paul Kasouf on April 18th, 2011
Great smile, had one for everyone. Great right winger on the "Vet" line as Lou Goodwin called us. Lots of good memories.
From Brian Mortimer on July 27th, 2011
Ron did a year or two on Wrestling team and was a great team mate and a very tough guy. He was a good man and a great friend- Brian Mortimer
From Tim Mallory on August 8th, 2012
I remember when Ron moved to Bell Corner's from France and owned the first 10-speed bike any of us had ever seen. We thought it was so cool. I also remember playing Baseball with Ron (in the Babe-Ruth Leagure), with the Bells' Corner's team. Ron played first base and had this trick that if an opposing runner was on first base, Ron would walk over to talk to our pitcher and sneak the ball between his legs...then walk back to first base without limping. As soon as the runner would lead-off, Ron would tag him out. That was 42 years ago, but I can still see him pulling that trick again and again. Ron was a great guy.
From Peter Ruddy on November 4th, 2012
40 years ago Ron and I played on this 1972 football team at Bell. (He is 1st on the left in the second row). We were an amazing group of guys! The 2012 50th Reunion brought back lots of GREAT memories :)
This curriculum guide was written by Alain Charron, Director of Education at North Carolina Dance Theatre. Mr. Charron made his professional debut in Nicosia, Cyprus with the Royal Winnipeg Ballet, where he became a soloist, and has performed throughout Europe, Canada, and the United States. He received his dance training in the Professional Division of the Royal Winnipeg Ballet with additional studies at the Dutch National Ballet, and at the invitation of Rosella Hightower, the Paris Opera Ballet. Since leaving the Royal Winnipeg Ballet, Mr. Charron has been Principal Dancer with the Sacramento Ballet, North Carolina Dance Theatre, and has appeared as a guest artist for numerous companies throughout the United States.
Since 1993, Alain Charron served as Ballet Master/Principal Dancer and Education Coordinator for Charleston Ballet Theatre. In 1997, Mr. Charron left CBT to serve as Artist-in-Residence on the Dance Faculty at Coker College in Hartsville, S.C. Mr. Charron currently serves as Director of Education at North Carolina Dance Theatre.
As Director of Education for North Carolina Dance Theatre, Mr. Charron is responsible for the implementation of NCDT’s current Education Program and the development of new and groundbreaking education activities that connect dance to the school curriculum. This year NCDT’s education activities are projected to reach 20,000 students in Charlotte-Mecklenburg and the surrounding area.
A choreographer in his own right, Mr. Charron’s most recent works include ”A Harvest of Souls” and “Bed of Nails” for Charleston Ballet Theatre; “Prelude,” a solo for Dance Theatre of Harlem’s principal dancer, Dean Anderson; and “Cell 3 Wall 3” for Anonymity Dance Company.
A tireless arts advocate, Mr. Charron has served as President of the South Carolina Dance Association. He was honored with the 1995 SCDA President’s Award for Outstanding Service.
In additon, he serves on the South Carolina Arts Alliance Board of Directors; The College of Visual and Performing Arts Advisory Board at Winthrop University; the South Carolina Governor’s School for the Arts and Humanities Dance Program Advisory Board; and on the Steering Committee for the Arts in the Basic Curriculum Project.
I will always remember his great smile and cheerful outlook
From Randy Waugh on March 5th, 2012
Have thought of Al many times throughout the years and fondly remember our last visit filled with laughs, dancing and singing....RIP my friend!
From Kelly Thompson on June 1st, 2012
I sat with Al on the train during our Senior Band trip out West. Later, I had heard he was dancing with the Royal Winnipeg Ballet, and actually got a chance to see him perform in the Nutcracker at the NAC in Ottawa. I will never forget that. I am saddened to hear of his passing.
From Trudy Jones (MacPhee) on July 24th, 2012
He was always there when you needed him. He was a good friend and fellow band member. We had a lot of fun on our many band excursions.
COKER, William Bernard (Bill)
May 1, 1946 - January 22, 2014
It is with great sadness that the family of Bill announces his passing. After a courageous 16 year battle with prostate cancer he left this world as he lived in it, surrounded by all of his loving family. Predeceased by his parents, Phyllis (Stuckey) and Bernard Coker. Bill is survived by his wife of 43 years, Jane (Bradley). She was 'his person' and the love of his life. Loving and proud father of Laura Peeling (Neale), Ken (Mary Anne), David (Erin), Sarah Lincoln (Brandon), Susan Hainsworth (Mark), Ellen Allison (David), and Tim. Loving Grandpa to his 11 grandchildren: Stephen, Lizzie, Emily, Makenzie, Jaylin, Shayla, Kale, Tom, Jamie, Audrey and Liam. Dear brother of Chuck, Lynn, Rick and Carol. Lovingly remembered by many other family members and friends. Bill was always full of energy and life. He loved to travel, enjoyed his beer and scotch, and never met a chocolate he didn't like. He had a great sense of humour and loved joking around. He was a well respected and accomplished leader in the Geochemistry community. Above all else, he was a loving and dedicated father and husband who always put his family first. Special thanks to all of the family and friends who have kept in touch and supported us through his illness, and to all of the doctors and nurses who cared for him over the years, and especially in his final days. We will miss you Dad, all our love always. Friends and family may pay respects at the
Kelly Funeral Home, Kanata Chapel,
580 Eagleson Rd, Kanata, ON K2M 1H4
Monday, January 27, 2014 from 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 p.m. His funeral will be held at Holy Redeemer Roman Catholic Church on Tuesday, January 28, 2014 at 11 a.m. Interment to follow at Notre Dame Cemetery. In Memoriam donations to WaterCan or Make a Wish Foundation are appreciated.
Published in The Ottawa Citizen on Jan. 25, 2014
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This is from the 1972 Campanarius. I have never forgotten. Be at peace Bruce.
From Chuck Currie on February 12th, 2011
Bruce was my physics lab partner in Grade 13, the year we lost him. I only knew him from that one class, but he was one of the warmest, gentlest and nicest guys in the entire school. Our fellow lab partner Debbie (a beautiful petite young woman whose long black hair almost brushed the ground) wrote the loveliest note about Bruce in my yearbook.
From Ian Green on February 23rd, 2011
I knew Bruce for quite a few years. He was always a happy and very sociable person. He was sort of quiet, but a great guy. He is another person who left us FAR too soon. I just hope he is having a blast riding his motorcycle up above. Peace Bruce.
Eric was one of the lean, tough, well built young men of Bell's Corners and Bell High. His red hair and prominent stature caused him to standout in a crowd.
Eric chose the technical stream at Bell High and went on to apprentice as and become an automotive mechanic. He married Judy almost 40 years ago and were blessed with two sons Stephen and Jeffrey. He was doubly blessed with two grandchildren. At only 62 years of age, he was taken from us far too young.
I will always remember talking to Shawn in his driveway as he worked on his cars, vans and motorcycles. I think I had a wee bit of a crush!
From Janine Crowe on September 18th, 2012
Shawn was a wonderful friend; he will forever be missed, but not forgotten. Shawn introduced me to his best friend Brian, yeah his brother! Brian and I have been together since, thanks Shawn! Shawn will never be forgotten as his namesake, our son, Shawn Crowe, finished at Bell last year.
Almost 8 years have passed since you left us. I think of you often and the laughter we shared. Thanks for the wonderful memories. I'll never understand why you had to leave so soon...you have left behind a beautiful daughter who looks just like you - she has your great big smile. Until we meet again, RIP.
From John Buffam on May 19th, 2012
I had not heard about Lynne's passing. I went all the way through school with her and lost touch after high school like so many do. I was very upset and surprised to know that she passed away so young. She was such a nice girl and I have great memories of the time we spent in class together.
This is to make a tribute to Karen Dawson. I do not have Karen's birth or death dates because the family are all deceased. I have lost contact with her best friend. I knew Karen growing up in Manordale. I was reacquainted with Karen when she moved back to Ottawa for a couple of years from Winnipeg in the 90s.
What I remember most about Karen was that she was always happy and ready for a laugh. She enjoyed being the princess in her family and she could always get whatever she wanted - she used to laugh about that.
Karen was adopted and she spent her last few years searching for family in England. She found a family member, but alas not her mother who had passed on. She was able to dig up a bit of information about her biological family. We talked at length about family history. My husband was an archivist at the time and he gave her some great tips, advice and guidance about how to proceed down this long path to some resolution. Miss you Karen and think of you so often. Su Rogers
Had the wonderful experience of Gr 12 and Gr 13 Geology classes with Mrs. Dean and then worked with her as a TA in later years. Loved the field trips all over the Ottawa Valley. She was also very involved in bird banding and would rush into class after being out early in the day capturing birds in big nets at Shirley's Bay in order to band. She instilled a love of rocks and minerals I still enjoy.
From Jennie (Halverson) Daley on December 17th, 2010
I too have fond memories of geology class with Mrs Dean. The field trips were so memorable. I hope to revisit some of the sites when hopefully I return for the reunion. I will remember Mrs Dean and thank her for sharing her love of geology in such meaningful ways.
From Ian Green on January 18th, 2011
Ian Green(Jan. 18 2011)
I remember Jeanette as a very kind and knowledgeable person.
Jeanette added that little spark the brought geology alive.
I remember Jeannette was having classes (for combined geology and marine biology credits – I think) for a number of years in the late 70’s and early 80’s, that were held in the Bahamas. Jeanette kindly invited me on two of them, and we had a ball.
I shall never forget Jeanette, as she was a very special lady.
From Garry Foster on February 14th, 2011
Mrs Dean was one of those teachers who left a remarkable impression because she lived what she taught.
From Garry Foster on February 14th, 2011
Back to Mrs Dean...her geography classes were so inspiring especially when she told stories from first hand experiences in Africa! Thanks for all you gave!
From Mary Louise Hill on April 13th, 2011
Mrs. Dean was an inspiring teacher. With her encouragement I went on to earn degrees in geology at Carleton University and Princeton, and now I am a professor of geology at Lakehead University in Thunder Bay. I often meet other geologists who got their start in Mrs. Dean's class. In the 70s when I graduated from Bell there were few female geologists in Canada but Mrs. Dean made a difference by encouraging all of us to pursue our dreams. Thank you Mrs. Dean.
Barry was my best friend. He was a simple man with simple goals and enjoyed life and friends. Raised in rural Ottawa he came from a large family of generations of farm people. Always willing to help his family and friends he was the center of our get togethers and is missed by all of us.
Mr. Drouin was my french teacher. He was quiet and soft spoken. He used the example of an old song, "Don't You Make My Brown Eyes Blue" to explain to us words with double meanings, with the hint of a smile in his own eyes! Many of us wore "Vuarnet" t-shirts back then (1990), and he delighted in pointing out that in french, our shirts proclaimed: "See Clearly!". I thought he was kind.
ELLIOTT, Dr. Elizabeth "Liz" May It is with profound sadness that we announce the passing of Liz, peacefully at home surrounded by family, on September 9, 2011. She is survived by her loving husband and soul-mate Milt, her son Kris, daughter Maya, mother Albina, father Wally, brother Peter, sister-in-law Colleen, brothers-in-law George and Don, and nieces Megan, Shannon, Ingrid and nephew Troy. Liz was born May 22, 1957 in Montreal. She grew up in Ottawa and settled in B.C in the 1980s. Liz will be greatly missed by her family, wide circle of friends and colleagues, and countless students and prisoners. Liz drew strength and inspiration from those around her and, in turn, influenced others through her tireless social and community work and her teaching as Associate Professor, Criminology, Simon Fraser University. She was a fierce advocate for social justice and co-founded the Centre for Restorative Justice at SFU. Liz was a spiritual being who lived every day to the fullest. She faced her impending departure as she did life: with strength, courage, grace and dignity. A service celebrating Liz's life will be held on Saturday, September 17 at 1:00 pm at the football field at Mission Senior Secondary School in Mission, B.C. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the John Howard Society of B.C. A special thank you to Drs. Mitchinson, Winston and Potter and the nurses at the Abbotsford Regional Hospital and Cancer Centre. Thanks also to the caring folks at the Integrated Health Centre in Fort Langley.
It is with great sadness that I see Liz's name on this page ... such a young woman. My condolences to the whole family and thank you for this posting on such a sad occasion. Back in the 70's I borrowed some LPs from Liz to learn some songs from them. She was a great young lady back then too. It is sad we won't be able to chat about that at the reunion. My thoughts are with her family.
From Jo-Ann Turner on February 6th, 2012
Liz was small in size but huge in persona and I know that our grade and many either side of ours will be saddened by her loss. She really wanted to get to the reunion to see all of her old friends. We shared a lot of good memories and laughs in the last months before she passed away and her memory was so much better than mine. She talked a lot about so many of you - I know she'll be there in spirit and she'd love it if we raised a beer for her! See you all soon to do just that!
From Peter Elliott on June 5th, 2012
Liz was an amazing person there is no doubt about that. Being her younger brother was always an honour and her actions made me so proud. She was the pioneer who paved the way and made my life easier; she took the risks and the crap, but also lived a very rich life because of it. Always non-judgmental and never boring, Liz ached for social justice throughout her short life. She helped countless people, especially society's lost and despised souls, through her work in restorative justice. Liz loved Bell High School, and contributed much in the early 1970s when she was there. She will be sharing in our laughs and joy during reunion weekend I am certain of that. I love you and miss you everyday, Lizzie! Love, brother Pete
From Bruce Milne on September 11th, 2012
Very saddened to hear of this news. My most memorable memory is the summer that several of us Bell people worked at the day camp for the YMCA. Actually my parents called it volunteering for the little we made that summer. But we all enjoyed working with the kids, being in the outdoors all day and the for the occasional overnighter for the staff. RIP Liz.
From Debbi Bowes on September 13th, 2012
I remember Liz as a talented athlete, excellent teammate and friend. She always exuded a positive light and it comes as no surprise that she made such a huge contribution to social justice and her community. My deepest condolences to her family and friends.
In her own words (from the 1971-72 Campanarius).
Candle dripping wax Like rain from wet eyes. Flickered fond pastimes Melting good-byes.
Eric Elliott was Vice-principal when I was Principal in 65-66. We had a special connection in that he had been my teacher years before at Glebe Collegiate. Eric was a real gentleman, always quiet and courteous, respected by all. He left Bell to become Principal at what was then the new Sir Robert Borden High School.
From Doug Moynihan on August 30th, 2012
Mr. Elliott. He always seemed like a tall, gentleman. Someone who perhaps might have been more suited to higher academic pursuits. I remember his office window was on the outside where I and my 'hot' girl friend would go for walks at lunch. Those were the days when we shrunk our white jeans so that they were skin tight. One day "Eagle head" (as we used to call him - I can say that 'cause I am one now <grin,grin>) tapped on the window and waved us in. I knew we were in trouble because we had be spotted walking too closely together. In his office he looked at us and said we were not allowed to touch or hold hands on school property. And, what was that in my pocket, a quarter or a dime? Ha Ha Our jeans sure were tight.
When I heard Marion was gone, I was devastated. Rick White and I had hitch-hiked across Canada to the west at the end of school in 1974. I think we were working construction in Hope, BC when we heard. We didn't have cellphones or laptops in those days, so the news arrived to us very late, long after the accident. Such a loss. I knew her as an amazing athlete, with an incredible sense of humour. Look at page one in the 72-73 year book. Is that not her hamming it up, showing her 'Bruin Pride'. That is the young lady I will always remember ... until we meet again.
From Garry Foster on February 14th, 2011
I was walking home from school and saw the ambulance, and chaos..I knew there was a connection to the person I saw but it was not until I got home and heard it on the news that I found out it was you. I think of that moment often and wondered how I came to be there...I will remember listening to Chicago and water skiing with you always..Marion you touched us all with your short, but very sweet life and smile.
From Sandra Kelly (Brown) on March 6th, 2012
I think of you often Marion and our summer we spent together at each others houses in Crystal Beach listening to Chicago. Your passing has left a void in all our lives.
From Don Roe -firstname.lastname@example.org on July 28th, 2012
I will never forget the day we lost Marion, there are people who touch our lives that we will never forget. I still remember sitting outside with Marion just before graduating and having a wonderful conversation with her. She touched hearts and made a difference, think of her often and miss that smile. Don
From Beverley Turner (nee Anderson) on September 17th, 2012
We were all young adults getting ready to enter the big world outside of high school when we got the tragic news of Marions passing. I can honestly say it brought a cruel sense of reality and one I will never forget. Marion had so many good qualities, none more important than her friendship to all. As we have all made our way through life, I have often thought of what experiences she missed.
From Debbi Bowes on September 12th, 2012
There are events a person never forgets. Marion's tragic death is one of them. I will always remember her tremendous spirit and energy. In fact every time I hear the song "The Air That I Breathe" by the Hollies I think of her. Appropriately from the song "Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep
i remember Tony so well. Very laid back. Never got excited about anything. Loved nature.. I pierced his ears after he pushed me to do it and one became very sore and red. i was very worried and he didnt seem to care. That was Tony. It became so bad he had to see a Dr. lol. So laid back.. I understand he won an award for lighting design and i'm not surprised. He brings a smile to my face when i think of him
From Peter Fellows on October 14th, 2012
Tony was an avid woodsman. He loved to hike and camp in the Greenbelt, would take our Border Collie Buck along with him. He worked at E & N Auto Wrecking, hung out in the Pits and at The Purple Cow. He had a band called THE BROWN PAPER BAG and they played at the coffee house THE FOC'SLE in the cellar of the Anglican Church. He built a fort on stilts, to keep it out of the spring floods, in our back yard. He loved automechanics at Bell. He did volunteer work (physical therapy) with a neighbor's physically challenged child. He later became a lighting design engineer for Bell Canada, working for a while in Saudi Arabia, a hunter, a very talented photographer, and a scuba diver, living in Belize for a spell.
George and I used to live quite close to one another in Bell's Corners and used to hang out together at Bell High and also during those long non working summers. He was a quiet thoughtful nice guy who enjoyed having fun but like me at the time was a bit of a loner. Though I had lost touch since high school, I understand that he went on to have a good career and family. Sad to see someone leave in the prime of their life.
From Keith James on April 5th, 2012
OMG I was in shock about George gone. I knew George after high school for 20 years, we had great times at the cottage and playing squash. He was a lot of fun and tons of laughs at a party, sorry to lose him.
From Jo-Ann Boers on October 29th, 2014
Dear Dorris & family,
I am so sorry to hear of the passing of George, many memories
of your older brother. We had so many good times at your house.
Both George and my older brother Lex, also now gone, went to
Bell together. How time passes so quickly. Jo-Ann Boers
I knew Pat out of school and not from Bell. We skied together after high school and often met for a drink or coffee when we were in our 20s then occasionally through the years would get a call every now and then to play catch up. He was a good guy and his own worst enemy lol. I often think of Pat and Tony together up there misbehaving.. :-)
FORBES - David George Forbes passed away at LHSC University Campus, on Sunday, January 2, 2011 at the age of 64. David is survived by his loving wife Mary Forbes (nee Faber) of St. Thomas; siblings Genn Forbes (Sue) of Ottawa; Laura Forbes (the late Gary Forbes) of Ottawa; In-laws Bruce Faber (the late Joyce Faber) of St. Thomas; Joan McBurney (Al) of Elora; Bev & Laverne McBurney of Hickson; nephew and Godson Brad (Shannon) Forbes and nephew Darryl (Deb) Forbes all of Ottawa; God-children Brad (Jen) McBurney of Guelph and Tim (Nicole) Faber of Toronto; and adored nieces and nephews. David retired as Staff Sergeant from the Ottawa-Carlton (Nepean) Police Force. He then taught in the Police Foundations Program at Westervelt College in London and volunteered his time with the Southwold Crime Stoppers. Cremation has taken place. Visitation is Friday, January 7, 2011 from 2:00 to 4:00 and 7:00 to 9:00 pm at the Shawn Jackson Funeral Home, 31 Elgin Street St. Thomas (519-631-0570) . A Memorial Service will be held in the chapel on Saturday, January 8, 2011 at 1:30 pm. If desired, donations to the Canadian Liver Foundation would be appreciated. Personal condolences to the family may be made at www.shawnjacksonfuneralhome.com
I knew David from grade 9 when we both went to Woodroffe and then transferred to Bell together. Dave was always one of the friendliest fellows I ever knew. I'm not sure who had more detentions--David or I; that's is why the reference to see him standing outside the principals office during the 25th reunion. I remember sitting every lunch hour in the center-front row of seats having lunch with Chuck Coker, Bruce Bulmer, Suzanne Eleback; Gord House, Doug Ekold and Shiela Wescott. Once we finished eating we would head to the kitchen counter and buy our "ice cream sandwich" and then head out for a smoke. I managed to find David last summer and had a great conversation. At that time he said he was looking forward to 2012.
We will all miss you Dave, farewell old friend.
Brian Mac Millan
From Suzanne Hickey (Johnston) on January 27th, 2011
So sad to hear of Dave's passing, we spent many weekends back in the 60's at the Purvis home, Cross residence or at my Johnston residence with friends, just getting together, as teens did those days. I remember Dave stopping my mother for a traffic stop and when he realized who it was letting her go without a ticket!! Great guy, who will be missed.
From Dennis Cross on April 30th, 2011
I am so sorry to hear of Dave's departure. He was the best men at my wedding and truly a GREAT guy. Blessings to Mary and the family. Dennis Cross
From Chris Purvis on April 25th, 2011
Dave and I go back to pre-teens growing up in the Merivale Road/Pine Glen area. Playing hockey, baseball, football and anything else you could think of with all the guys from the neighbourhood. He spent so much time over at my place my mother thought she had an extra son. It was with considerable shock that I read of his passing on these pages and I will definitely miss him. He was a great guy and most people liked him from their first meeting. God bless my friend and rest in peace.
The band's name "Papa Shango" (5 Bell High grads as members) was inpired from a longtime friend and highschool buddy that sadly passed away in 2007. He was known to many as Andrew "the Bigman" Ford and also by the handle of PapaShango to many of his McMaster University friends as well as Ottawa buddies & Bell High School friends. Not only was he a great soul, with a heart bigger than his frame, but he was truly a great friend to all those in his life. He was generous to a fault, and it was his warmth, wit and passion that made him larger than life. He influenced many lives whether it be through sport/rugby, academics or his outgoing and gregarious character. He loved to have a great time. He loved to see others have a great time. He loved music and he loved the blues. In memory and spirit of Papa "the Bigman" Shango.
Forever from all your Bell High School/ McMaster University Family & Friends. You still make us laugh and smile even though you're not with us. We miss you mate.
Gwen was never seen without a smile on her face, if there was laughter, one could be sure Gwen was in the mix. I was unsettled to to hear of her passing, & give thanks for having known her. She was the kindest spirited girl, grown to adult with larger than life heart; soul, she would always be the one you could rely on............. her love of music and drama and chocolates, she will remain in my heart; memories.
From Cathy Edwards on September 12th, 2012
I went to school with Gwen from kindergarten (at Lakeview Public) to D. Aubrey Moodie, to Bell, and then on to the University of Waterloo where we both studied English.
We remained friends until she died in September of 2010 (after a brave 18-month battle with an agressive Hodgkins type-B lymphoma). Gwen leaves a loving husband Bruce and two wonderful children, Thea and Eric (shown in one of the pictures posted, just three weeks before she died).
What I've realized with her passing is that the people we have known remain with us not only in our memories of them, but in the ways they have shaped us through knowing them.
In Gwen's case, she was the most reliable and loyal friend I have ever had and she set a high standard for me to meet. I laugh when I remember how she used to scold other kids at D. Aubrey Moodie for swearing in her hearing. She would sit primly at her table with her hands clasped in front of her, long braids down her back, and say "Don't swear" to other kids, regardless of how unpopular it made her!!
Her high standards were a challenge and a call for others. I can remember being put under peer pressure to distance myself from this person or that person because they were not "cool" enough, and so being friends with them put my own "coolness" in question (not that I was ever "cool", but you know what I mean). I can remember squirming inside to be asked to make such unfair choices, but holding resolutely to my friends, because I knew that Gwen had always stood by me. How could I do any less for others than she had done for me?
Those kind of moments and those kind of people shape who we are. Gwen is part of the person I have become.
I miss her very much. I am very sorry I will not be able to 'check in with her' as we continue to move through our lives, just as we will be 'checking in' with each other shortly at this reunion.
Karen was a good friend of my daughter, Krista McGonegal. They had some great times together....She was killed in a car accident in New Brunswick where she had a goldsmithing business. She was well liked by all and the whole community was saddened by Karen's untimely death.
He was the best for me .. got me back on the rails in grade 11 ... wish he were teaching at Carleton when I needed his support again :)
From Ann Murphy (Vervoort) on May 13th, 2012
Had Mr. Fox for three years in a row -- I think he was probably glad to see the end of me. He was a great math teacher. When I began teaching in Windsor - not math! - my best friend told me that she had Mr. Fox as a teacher too but in Windsor. She remembers him moving to Ottawa. What a small world. So sorry to hear that he has passed on. I was looking forward to letting him know that at least my sons were math/science majors at university.
From Doug Moynihan on August 30th, 2012
Yes Gouge, Mr. Fox. Short and brush cut and he made math exciting. I thank him for somehow giving me an appreciation for the science, even though first time around I got all 40"s in trig, algebra, and geometery - How did I ever pass?????
From Hans Kouwenberg on June 24th, 2014
I was never very good at mathematics, especially algebra. (Geometry was okay because it involved pictures.) Mr. Fox was very kind to me. When I achived a lousy 40-something in my grade twelve math, he came up to me and suggested that he would raise it to 50, a bare pass, if I promised never to take a math course again. We agreed. Since then I have stuck with History, English and other languages, in which I excelled. I will always remember him for his wisdom, kindness and grace. Hans Kouwenberg
FRENCH, Melanie Elizabeth B.A.SC., P.Eng. Thank you to all blood donors who gave us the last three years of our dear Melanie's life. Born March 1, 1964, darling daughter of Bettyann (and Ray) Cunningham and Bruce (and Jill) French. Beloved sister of Sheryl and Shad Harris, David and Kelly French, Brent and Anna French, Sarah Cunningham and Andy, Brad and Karen Cunningham. "Auntie Mel" to her "babies" and fellow Disney fans Emmett, Justin, Jenna, Jesse and Thomas. Dear niece of Keith and Audrey Featherston and Sharron and AJ Quarrington. Cherished cousin of Heather, Dan and Gordon. Loved by other family in Ottawa, New Brunswick and Vancouver. Missed by her best furry friend Seamus. Special thanks to Dr. Nicole Delbrouck for her caring. Many thanks to the doctors and nurses of 5 West Hematology, General Campus of the Ottawa Hospital for their exceptional care. Melanie will be remembered for her sweet smile by all who knew her. Friends may call at the Garden Chapel of Tubman Funeral Homes, 3440 Richmond Rd., (between Bayshore and Baseline Rd.), on Monday January 27, from 7 to 9 p.m. A private family service to celebrate Melanie's life will be held. In lieu of flowers, a donation to the charity of choice would be appreciated.
Melanie had long, red curly hair and lots of freckles. She wore braces. She was smart, and kind, and shy. She laughed easily.
She graduated from Civil Engineering at Carleton and her professor wanted her to go to a Masters but she didn't see the point. She got a job with the government, training to be a patents officer, and then became ill with a rare disease within a few years and had to stop working.
She died late 1990s or early 2000s.
From Cheryl Fortier on September 20th, 2012
Melanie was my best friend throughout high school and after. She was fun, exteremly smart and excelled at University in chemical engineering - most students were men. Going to Wonderland or Disney was a blast and of course catching a good movie on $2 Tuesday at Briannia 6 (now Colosium) was always fun. She worked in the patent office and enjoyed it very much. It was a shock to hear of her passing January 26, 2003 ~ much too young to leave this world. She is an Angel keeping watch. God Bless.
Heather Fry was an absolutely beautiful person both inside and outside.
It has been approximately 35 years since she died so suddenly at the tender age of 19. After all these years I still remember her kindness, sensitivity and smile. She loved horses, acting on the stage and Janis Joplin music.
Hopefully, everyone who knew Heather will never forget her. She was an amazing person who left us far too early. May she rest in peace.
From Peter Ruddy on December 30th, 2010
Heather was my brillant,beautiful classmate in Mrs.Crowder's grade 13 math class in 1972. She could forget more math, than I could remember. It was a joy sitting behind her. She enjoyed my comic relief. We had many a good laugh. The last time I saw her was at the Mariposa Folk Festival on Toronto Island. Jimmy Layeaux and I were there for the music too. Good times.
From Greg Thompson on October 15th, 2011
Heather started at Bell in 1970 and graduated in 1973. She was a warm hearted, caring person. She loved Frank Zappa and wanted to be happy and live free. I miss her still.
John attended Bell two years ahead of me and I'll never forget the hundreds of questions I had for him in preparing for my entrance into high school circa 1969. You were truly a great friend, John, and I wish we could have stayed in touch more often after I left Ottawa. I cannot bring the old days back but I can certainly treasure the memories of days that used to be when growing up in Crystal Beach. Your insight and intelligence will be sorely missed.
From Marylyn Service-Peters on February 25th, 2012
I first met Pat at Bell High when she was a friend of my sister Val's. She used to hang out with Val from1963 through 1965. Later after I got out of the Military, quite by chance, Pat & I met again. She was working in Ocean Sciences at Environment Canada and I had just gotten out of the Military after spending 3 years as a radar plotter and oceanographer. She saw my resume and application and remembered me from high school. She recommended me for the job and they hired me. We began hanging out and became steadfast friends. We had many happy times at work and with our husbands, kids and other friends after work. She was an amazing woman with a wonderful sense of humour. And could play a wicked game of Euchre. She was very kind hearted and caring about all of her friends, family and colleagues. She left a huge hole in my life when she died in 1982. "This is one life that was ended far to quickly!" RIP Pat. You are still to this day missed and loved by all of us!
IAN MICHAEL GEORGE It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of Ian Michael George, age 51, on Tuesday, March 10, 2009 at the Pinawa Hospital. Ian was born and raised in Ottawa. He moved to Pinawa in 1981 when he joined Atomic Energy of Canada Limited. Ian made many valuable contributions to research and laboratory operations in various programs. Over the next 28 years, his life revolved around his children, work, and friends. With his ready wit and friendly character, he livened up every day. Ian quietly pursued his hobbies and many volunteer activities. He will be greatly missed by all. Ian was predeceased by his parents Leonard and Brenda George of Nepean, Ontario. Remaining to cherish his memory are his children, Alyse and Tyler; his brother Peter and family from Calgary, and his many friends. We would like to thank Dr. Wiebe, and the staff at Health Science Centre and Cancer Care Manitoba for their help and compassion. We would also like to give a special thank you to all the staff at the Pinawa hospital for helping Ian and the family during his final days. Cremation has taken place and, at Ian's request, a Celebration of his Life is being planned. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Canadian Cancer Society or a charity of your choice. SOBERING FUNERAL CHAPEL CREMATORIUM, Beausejour 268-3510 or MB Toll Free 1--877-776-2220
Peter and Ian used to live up the street from me and, as kids, we played a lot in the neighborhood. My most vivid memory of Ian was when he showed up at my front door one day with an electrical cord from his tape player. He dared me to put the end of the cord on my tongue and, not seeing it plugged into anything, I complied...
Of course, the next thing I knew my brains were being scrambled by the electric shock coming from (I think) the capacitor in the transformer block at the other end of the cable (I'd never seen one of those before).
Ian, of course, was killing himself laughing and I learned quickly to be more skeptical of questions like that from that moment forward... :)
Ian also introduced me to McCartney's Red Rose Speedway so it wasn't all fun and shocking games... :)
GIBSON, Hugh Former Science Teacher at A.Y. Jackson High School Passed peacefully on Wednesday, March 9, 2011 after a long illness at age 78. Beloved husband of Dale. Father to Cathy (Andy Brule), David (Tammy) and Craig (Jen). Brother to Fred (Carol) of Ottawa and Robert (Ann) of Vancouver. A private family gathering will be held. In memory of Hugh, please continue to contribute to the charity of your choice.
I loved taking Gr 13 biology with Mr Gibson. I think he was dubious that I would pass the class, but he was a good teacher, and helped me pull my marks up from a "D" to high enough to take 2nd year biology at university.
When I was in high school all teachers were really old people, some of them even 35 or 40! Seven years after graduating Bell I took a workshop (on introducing environmental studies to the classroom), and he was a participant. Oddly enough he'd gotten a lot younger!
From Reinhart Reithmeier on April 22nd, 2012
Mr. Gibson was my Grade 13 Biology teacher at Bell High School. He inspired me to become the scientist he knew I could be. I so much hoped to see him at the 50th reunion in 2012 to thank him.
From Dorothy Wigmore on June 6th, 2012
Hugh Gibson is one of the reasons I have two science degrees, when others said I would never get anywhere in a science field. I took grade 13 biology in grade 12, and took at least one other class with him. He was the first ecologist I ever met, at least he called himself that, which was a "new" idea in the mid-60s. So sorry to know he won't be at the reunion, where I'd hoped to tell him how much he influenced me and what I hope is an ethical approach to environmental issues and workplace health and safety.
From Brian Preston on July 5th, 2012
A great teacher. I too took his Grade 13 Biology and used to love the field trips into the forest out back, the iguana whipping its tail at you from the rafters as you entered the greenhouse, and the surprise at graduation when he asked if he could have my notes! Bumped into his brother Fred at a single malt tasting in Ottawa where we reminisced over a couple of glasses.
GIMMER, David Bruce March 17, 1947 - May 24, 2012 Suddenly at home after a lengthy illness at age 65 years. Dave will be sadly missed by his loving family - his mother Mary Gimmer; brothers Doug (Assunta Tini) of Ottawa, Dan of Victoria, BC; sisters Pauline Gimmer of London, ON, Melody Smith of Ottawa; nephews Jason and Christopher Gimmer, Jeff, Craig and Michael Smith. Dave's family would like to thank John Searles, his long time biking/sailing buddy for his support and friendship. Predeceased by his father David H. Gimmer (2005). In keeping with David's wishes and family request, there will be no visitation or service.Tributes, condolences or donations may be made at www.tubmanfuneralhomes.com
GOODANETZ, Kriss Peacefully, Wednesday, July 2, 2008, at the age of 27. Beloved son of Julie and John. Loving brother of Sonya (Andrew Roy). Will be remembered by his family and friends. Friends may pay respects at the Kelly Funeral Home, 580 Eagleson Road, Kanata, Monday from 3 to 5 and 7 to 9 p.m. Funeral Service Tuesday to Glen Cairn United Church, 140 Abbeyhill Drive, Kanata at 10:30 a.m.
Brian and I chummed around all through high school and continued to be friends up until his passing in 2000. He was like a brother to me. There is not a day that goes by that I am not thinking of him, I miss him dearly.
Ian Green 31 Jan. 2011 I knew Donna as a very quite person, but she was very nice and extremely attractive. I remember that sometimes after school when Donna was coming home, I would bring out my pet Guinea pigs and she would have fun playing with them. Donna went Far too early. I miss her.
From Derek Cadzow on March 4th, 2012
Donna sat in front of me in Chemistry class in grade 11 and was pretty good at it, so I often asked her for help. She was very generous and patient and I think I probably passed the class due to the help she gave me. I remember long dark hair and braces... and a beautiful soul.
From Rosemary Kemp on August 28th, 2014
I have thought often over the years about Donna, and how her family has managed to cope without her. We were all so young when this tragedy happened, I remember it well as we were best friends and losing her was a tough lesson, my first reality check. I remember sleep overs in her basement, watching horror movies and making tea biscuits with her mom Joan.I sometimes drive through good old Bell Corners and go past her house and remember our crazy youth filled experiences. She was my confidant and buddie all those years ago, I will never forget her.
HARRIS, Gerald Blake It is with deep regret that the family of Gerald Blake Harris announces his death on Tuesday the 5th of July 2011 at the Queensway Carleton Hospital, Ottawa. He is survived by his devoted wife of 53 years, Marlene Harris (nee Richter) originally from Kitchener, and his five children Jeffrey (Marisol), Stephanie (Robert Lalonde), Suzanne (Randy Ruttan) of Kingston, Craig (Maureen) of Georgetown, Mark (Jenepher), as well as his twelve grandchildren, Samuel, Emilie, Joseph, Meghan, Liam, Ewan, Virginie, Leon, Madeline, Aidan, Jakob and Harris. Blake was born in Regina, Saskatchewan on March 28, 1933 and moved with his parents, Charles and Margaret Harris to Sarnia, Ontario. He received his secondary education at Albert College in Belleville, Ontario. He graduated from the University of Western Ontario in London with his undergraduate degree and subsequently obtained his Bachelor of Education from McMaster University in Hamilton. Blake had a lifelong passion for, and involvement with, education and athletics. He served 33 years with the Ottawa Carleton District School Board; his last two positions as Principal of South Carleton and then Merivale High School. The family extends our sincere gratitude to the outstanding nurses on the 4th floor at the Queensway Carleton Hospital and would appreciate if memorial donations can be made to the hospital or to the Education Foundation of Ottawa (charitable #823738349 RR001). A celebration of Blake's life for family and friends will take place on Thursday, July 21st from 4 to 8 pm at 13 Grouse Avenue, Nepean.
Special thanx to Blake for seeing something in me that lead to my wrestlingchampionship at Bell in 1966/7. This ultimately helped me develop self confidence to face this difficult world we live in and strive to push my limits for success.
From Christopher Purvis on February 6th, 2012
I was looking forward to visiting with Blake at the up comming reuion but that unfortunatly will not happen now. He was my history teacher, football coach, wrestling coach and mentor. Blake was a man's man and anyone that knew him or was in one of his classes will know what I mean. I am a better man beause of Blake Harris and his teaching and mentoring skills and the way in which he coached boys and turned them into men. I will miss seeing you again but may God Bless You and Rest in Peace.
From Lynne O'Connell on July 8th, 2012
I was sad to read of Mr. Harris' passing. As a student in his 12a History Class, we were taught with respect and as equals. Mr. Harris never opened a history text book and at exam time, we were given our seprate test. Being a student prone to shyness, I listened raptly to the intelligent exchange of opinions between John Manley and the late Bill Treleavan as they rose from the student floor. Mr. Harris engaged both young men; one, whom we know rose to political greatness and the other, who died too young. Thank you, Mr. Harris for helping me understand my opinions counted at exam time!
Rick had a warm, friendly smile and the good nature which was the foundation of that. We played on different hockey teams in the PeeWee league. One game Rick was rushing our end as a forward, and I was playing defence. I hip-checked Rick and he went flying, snapping his arm when he hit the ice. I can still hear it, see it ... and I remember Rick telling me it was OK, no hard feelings, big smile and all, as he was taken off the ice on a stretcher. What a guy!
I didn't know Paul at school, but he and his family lived across the street from us in Crystal Beach when I was a kid. Penny and I were friends for a while so I saw Pual and his brother quite often. Both were extremely good looking guys and I recall Paul and (insert brother's name here -- sorry, I've forgotten) outside on a warm summer's evening hitting a tennis ball back and forth across what seemed to be a hundred yards of Cleadon Drive. Paul and his family were very affable and friendly.
My sincere condolences to Penny and family.
From Brian Preston on July 5th, 2012
I recall that Paul's brother's name is Nick and I remember him at Bell too if memory serves me.
Over the years, I have stopped into the library to reminisce. Mrs. Heathcote was a wonderful lady; John's Mom. She had my back when a certain small librarian was present, steering me out of harms way, so to speak. It was like she was there today when I sat down. I can still see her smiling my way. She was a great person.
The F" in Frank meant FUN, the gang that hung around the Chaud in Hull had a ball with Frank and Bill. Frank had a great laugh and a little edge to him but thats what made him Frank. Thanks for the good times
Greg and I were good friends in grade 9 and he was absolutely hilarious. He loved to try and make me laugh out loud in the middle of English class and, of course, I'd be trying hard not to -- so the inevitable happened and I'd made stupid squeeking noises as I tried to contain my laughter. English teacher not happy...
He was the only one to make me smile and laugh on the sad day my pet guinea pig died.. (I was only 13...). I remember him as a free but a good spirit.
HICKS, Vern C.A. Lenovo Canada Inc. Suddenly after a courageous battle with cancer at York Central Hospital on Saturday, October 6, 2007 in his 61st year. Beloved husband and best friend of Jane. Dear father of Bud and his wife Julia. Cherished son of Myrt Hicks-Goff and the late James Hicks. Beloved brother of the late Jim Hicks. Loving uncle to Don, Alison, Laura and Alex. Dear son-in-law of Mervyn and Helen Sheppard and brother-in-law to Michael and Barb. Vern will be sadly missed by the Hicks, Sheppard and Jago families, as well as numerous friends and business colleagues. A service and committal will be held at the Holy Trinity Anglican Cemetery, Church Street, North Gower, Ontario, on Saturday October 13 at 4:00pm Memorial donations to the Cancer Research Society or the York Central Hospital Palliative Care Unit would be appreciated.
Published in The Ottawa Citizen from October 9 to October 10, 2007
A good friend since Grade 7 ... gone but not forgotten
From Richard Fenton on November 8th, 2010
A great friend from Grade 7 through the Bell Years, 62-66. We'll raise a glass Vern in 2012. God Bless
From Doug Moynihan on August 12th, 2011
You are missed and remembered... Take care and relax, we will soon join you...
From Gary Smith on July 24th, 2012
My first best friend in life ..we met in Paris in the 6th. grade around 1957 and found ourselves in Ottawa at the same schools, same ball teams, same football and hockey teams.. My brother Vern...special guy, love and miss him
After graduating from Bell HS Alan attended Carleton University and Western, earning a degree in geology. He lived in Vancouver and worked as a geologist in B.C. until his death in 1992. He is survived by his parents and his sisters Mary Louise, Janet, and Margaret.
Remembering my brother Tom. Passed but never forgotten. Graduated in 1966 from Bell High. One of Mr. Garven's Favs in journalism. He played both baseball V and basketball V. Thank you Coach for your kind words at his service. Went on to graduate from Long Beach State in 1970. R.I.P.
The Hopper famiy had a farm next to us on Cedarview Road and were life-long friends (The barn is still there close to the Lytle Avenue intersection). Glen was a natural athlete and everyone wanted him on their team. He was always a lot of fun to be around and often joined us on camping trips and other adventures. Glen also had a mischivious side, which sometimes got us into a bit of trouble. Loved working with him on the farm. His parents, Doug and Thelma, helped settle my family when we arrived from Germany in 1952 with a spirit of giving and generosity that we will never forget.
HULLY, Richard Peacefully with his family by his side, on Thursday, April 7, 2011, at age 60. Beloved husband of Noeme. Loving father of Tom. Cherished brother of Margery, Dennis (Ellen) and Dianne. Proud Uncle Richard to Beverly, Chris (Shannon), Jeff (Natalie) and Richard (Kelly). Rick will be missed by his friends and extended family. A special thank you to the staff at the Ottawa General Hospital 5 East Oncology Unit for their care and compassion. Family will receive friends on Sunday, April 10, at the Pinecrest Visitaion Centre (2500 Baseline Road, Ottawa) from 2 p.m. to 6 p.m. A Celebration of Richard's Life will be held on Monday, April 11 in the Pinecrest Remembrance Chapel at 11 a.m., a reception will follow. In memory of Richard, donations to the Canadian Cancer Society would be appreciated. Online condolences can be made at www.colefuneralservices.com
Suddenly, Sunday, April 26, 1998 in his 48th year. Beloved husband and best friend of Jane Baxter. Loving father of Katie and Amanda. Much loved brother of William (Bill) Irwin and his wife Patricia. Dear brother-in-law of Goeff Baxter and his wife Karen. Jeff will be greatly missed by his nephews Mathew and Hugh Irwin, his nieces Emma Irwin, Kirsten and Hayley Baxter and his many friends. Friends may call at the Garden Chapel of the Tubman Funeral Homes, 3440 Richmond Road, Nepean ( Between Bayshore and Baseline) on Thursday, April 30, 2-4& 7-9 pm. Funeral service will be held at Christ Church Anglican Church, Bells Corners on Friday, May 1, at 1:00 pm. In lieu of flowers, donations to CHEO or the Ontario Heart & Stroke Foundation would be appreciated.
ISAACS, Christopher Roy Unexpectedly in Toronto on Tuesday, March 23, 2010 in his 43rd year. Son of Roy and Jocelyne. Brother of Julie (Sean O'Connell), Edward (Nathalie) and Jennifer (J.C. Gagne). Uncle to Justin, Adam and Alison. Well known for his theatre involvement in Toronto and Ottawa as an actor, director and playwright. He was involved as an actor in Salamandar Theatre and a tutor of drama for young people. Co-producer of Stage for Aids and Assistant Director of the play "Trying", both took place at the National Arts Centre. He also acted in plays at the Ottawa Little Theatre and Upper Canada Playhouse. His heart and soul were put into whatever endeavour he was doing at that time, he will be greatly missed. Visitation will be held at the Garden Chapel of Tubman Funeral Homes, 3440 Richmond Rd., (between Baseline Rd., and Bayshore Dr.), Nepean on Sunday, April 25th from 11 a.m. until time of memorial service in the chapel at 1 p.m., followed by a reception. No flowers please. Memorial donations may be made to Canadian AIDS Society, 190 O'Connor St., Suite 800, Ottawa, ON K2P 2R3 or Serenity House Inc., 33 Cathcart St., Ottawa, ON, K1N 5B7.
Having been so lucky as to know you from the day that you came home to the house on Sycamore, I always thought of you as my little brother. Your light burned so bright but for much too short a time. May your talent and love transcend to the next life.
From Mary Anne Jonas (Melanson) on February 13th, 2012
One of my favourite memories of Chris was of us doing an air band "spoof" performance to "You don't bring me flowers". He was Neil Diamond and I was Barbara Streisand. The finale was priceless. Me landing a whipped cream pie in his face. He was a great sport! Loved those many band trips and exchanges we shared together. I loved seeing you again in Guelph just a few years ago. Sorry we could not have stayed in touch. Great fun you were Chris!
From Amanda Machado on February 14th, 2012
I'll never forget the look of encouragement on Chris' face during musical auditions. I don't think I've ever seen a smile so big!
From Audra O'Hara (Alford) on August 6th, 2012
Saddened to hear of the passing of such a wonderful person. Chris always had a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. Rest in peace my friend!
From Cathy Edwards on September 23rd, 2012
Much to the sadness of Chris' family, friends, and theatre associates, he passed away recently. I'll try to dig up an obituary before the reunion.
I took grade 10 drama with Chris, and was always delighted by his zaniness, warmth, creativity, and couldn't-sit-still energy.
He went to Ryerson and worked for the CBC for a number of years. More recently, he was active in the Ottawa theatre scene, where I reconnected with him.
Never any dull moments, in English class, with Trevor and Derrick around. We were saddened to read this in the Ottawa Citizen, Wednesday, October 27, 2010. Wake is to be Thursday, with Funeral Friday, October 29, 2010. Our thoughts goes out to the family, remembered always.
JONES, Trevor Wayne Passed away peacefully on Saturday October 23, 2010 at age 46. Predeceased by his father Wayne and stepmother Darlene. He will be greatly missed by his wife Debbie Shields, mother Gayle Sullivan, stepmom Jean Jones, brother Kevin (Tracie), sister Melody Jones, daughter Jessica Laflamme, sons Ryan and Cole, nephews Dillon, Tyler, Brendan as well as numerous relatives and friends. Trevor could always bring a smile and laughter to those around him. Family will receive friends at the Pinecrest Visitation Centre (2500 Baseline Road, Ottawa) on Thursday October 28 from 6 to 8 p.m. Funeral Service will be held on Friday October 29 in the Pinecrest Chapel at 11 a.m. In lieu of flowers donations to the Canadian Cancer Society would be appreciated. Online condolences may be made at www.colefuneralservices.com
From Shirley Sullivan Michaud on October 25th, 2010
Always remembered, my dear friend.
From Debbie (Rowe) Di Croce on October 26th, 2010
I think of you often when I hear "Let it Be" I cry or Obladee obladaa (sp) I laugh. What fun we had...thanks for the memories
From Steven Kasouf on January 12th, 2011
Never got to meet you as you were taken before I was born. But I have heard much about you, and it sounds like we are similar personalities. I've been told I look somewhat like you and my middle name was given to me in honour of you. One day I WILL get to meet you and see who my Uncle Mike really is.
Your Nephew, Steve
From Paul Kasouf on July 4th, 2011
My Man. Brother, Friend, Never forgotten. Cherished memories of a gentle soul.
From Brian Mortimer on July 27th, 2011
Michael's passing was my first real introduction to the unfairness of life. How could this gentle giant of a man be gone so soon? He was a shining example of social awareness and he so enjoyed life. He was a natural leader and his memory stays with me still. Best regards to Paul and his family- Brian Mortimer
From Bill Lupiano on January 7th, 2012
Mike was a great guy. Always had a smile and a big hello when he saw you. He was a joy to be around.
From Fran Arnason (Bartley) on May 7th, 2012
Mike was so much fun to grow up with. I think of him now and again, and remember Paul's words when we lost my brother Jim in 88. " You never get over it. You learn to live with it". So true. RIP dear Mike
From Shirley Sulllivan on September 17th, 2012
You are still missed, my very best friend. Shirley
From Michael O'Leary on November 2nd, 2014
Michael: .... Only you know how much you helped me through a tough time... Let it Be... Each and every time I hear it I remember you.. good travels my friend
I still hear you sometimes. I still remember how you looked holding my Son the day after he was born. I still remember your smile, then I remember the phone call... It has been over 23 years, but I still remember, and always will.
I remember the carpet in the room, the "le, la, les" ditty, and his eccentric style. He was an original and he taught me French. I remain somewhat bilingual to this day, and much of that is due to him.
Fred was a friend and a wonderful colleague of mine who loved his students and would do anything to help them all.
From Ian Green on June 6th, 2012
I had Mr. Kendrick for Commerce and I found him to be a very knowledgeable teacher. But most of all he was very approachable and friendly. He was a great man. I shall miss him.
From John Buffam on June 19th, 2012
I had Mr Kendrick as a teacher. A kind man. I grew up a street over from him and knew him well to see him. He always stopped to say hi, just so friendly and kind.
From Kathleen Devlin on October 1st, 2012
Fred Kendrick was never my teacher but the father of a very dear friend. A man who is truly missed by all who knew him well. A teacher to others in my family who always speak of him fondly and respectfully. However he had the largest collection of corny jokes and puns of anyone I have ever known.
From Mollie McKibbon on October 24th, 2012
Fred Kendrick was my father's best friend and my dad grieved his passing a long time. I remember Fred as a wonderful neighbour who always had a cheery hello and a silly joke to make you smile. His wife, Jean and my mom were also great friends.
John and I were neighbours on Dorland Crescent and both students at Bell. Our parents were good friends. I didn't know John well, but I always found him to be cheerful and friendly. He was the one who told us that President Kennedy had died and I remember that he had written a condolence letter to Mrs. Kennedy. I think that speaks of the compassion that many admired about him. He was a gentleman and an entrepreneur who is greatly missed.
At home surrounded by his family on August 11, 2011, at the age of 79. Most beloved husband and best friend of Mary Lou. Born in Fort William to Clara Huseth and Victor Hugo Kingsbury. Predeceased by brothers Eldon Huseth and Carl Kenneth (Irene Kowalchuk), survived by his sister Joyce Lavonne Sharpe (Frank) of Thunder Bay. Loving father of Kenneth Eldon (Anne Francis Gillespie), Mary Kathleen Dillon (Jansen Kray), Laura Jayne Hanley (Dennis Michael) and Victoria Anne Smith (Ian Fraser). Proud grandfather of Clark Secord and Graham Gillespie Kingsbury, Jennifer Joan and Brent Timothy Dillon, Patrick Hewitt Hanley, Eric William Fraser and David Warren Francis Smith. Warren met his terminal diagnosis with a courageous and positive attitude, helping his family to cope and making them stronger. He lived the remainder of his life one day at a time thankful for his family and his friends. Warren and Mary Lou felt they were truly blessed – a life with no regrets and much happiness. Retired High School Teacher, Department Head and Consultant with the Ottawa-Carleton District School Board, he began his career at South Carleton High School where he “learned to love to teach”, followed by positions at Bell, Sir Robert Borden and Gloucester. Warren was a passionate genealogist, ballroom dancer, philatelist, curler, golfer and globe-trotting bird watcher. The family is grateful to all of the medical personnel involved in his care. Memorial donations welcomed by the Ottawa Humane Society. Friends may call at Beechwood National Memorial Centre, 280 Beechwood Avenue, 613 741-9530 on Saturday, August 13, from 4:30 to 7:30 p.m.
KRUSCH, Henry Paul
(Teacher Algonquin College)
Suddenly at home on Wednesday, March 20, 2013 at age 58 years. Beloved son of Gerta (Emil) and the late Herbert Krusch. Survived by his sons Tyler and Brayden. Dear brother of Renate (Danny) Groves, the late Herb (Chris) and Ralph (Monique). Fondly remembered by nieces, nephews and by his beloved Copper. Friends may call at the Garden Chapel of Tubman Funeral Homes, 3440 Richmond Road (between Bayshore and Baseline Road), Nepean on Tuesday, March 26, 2013 from 2 p.m. until time of Memorial Service in the Chapel at 4 p.m. In lieu of flowers donations to the Heart & Stroke Foundation of Ottawa would be appreciated. Condolences, tributes or donations may be made at www.tubmanfuneralhomes.com
So saddened to hear the passing of Henry. We had emailed back and forth before reunion hoping to connect but he did not make it for some reason. We worked at McDonald's Bells Corners back in mid 70's and early 80's. We had good times and a good friendship those years. The world is a little emptier now with Henry gone. I miss you my friend, gone but not forgotten, blessings, Don
KRUSCH, Herbert Willi Peacefully, on November 24, 2010. Herb Krusch was called home to be with his Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ after a valiant struggle with ALS. Herb will be lovingly remembered by his wife of 28 years Chris, three children: Andrea, Aaron (Chantalle) and Amber and his granddaughter Natalie all of Edmonton. Herb is also survived by his mother Gerta Krusch of Ottawa, his sister Renate (Danny), brother Henry both of Ottawa and brother Ralph (Monique) of Montreal and his parents-in-law Kon and Martha Uzymirski of Edmonton. Herb was predeceased by his father Herbert Paul Krusch.
Herb and I were great friends in and away from school. I remember many fun times. I can't say I ever remember Herb not smiling. He was perpetually happy. I have fond memories of the whole family, mom dad, Renate, Henry and Ralph. Visiting the bakery, helping out a little. Also driving around on his unreliable piece of crap CZ motorcycle in the rain. It crapped out on us once in the middle of an intersection and I had to push it, with Herb on it through the traffic. Both of us laughing all the way.
Sadly I almost reconnected with Herb on Facebook a couple of years ago. I had no idea he had passed.
My sympathies to all. If you read this and would like to get in touch, please do.
Cheers to my friend Herby
When I first met you, in the 70's, you were your sister Louella's little brother. You had a big smile and you were glad to meet me. That never changed over the decades, every time we met. You worked hard and played hard ... like us all. I hope one of your sisters posts a picture of you, with that big smile that I remember. Rest easy my son, until we meet again.
Mr. Larson was an incredible, kind, wonderful man, who had patience for me and all my comic relief. We had many a chat in the greenhouse, that was attached to his class, as he smoked his pipe. He made me realize that teachers were people too, probably for the first time in my life back in 1974. We laughed like fools at times at some of the stuff we talked about. And when I had too much energy in class, he had me to teach the class (those poor students). I miss stopping by his house, saying hi to him and his family and catching up with our lives. Rest in peace Sir ...until we meet again!
From Ian Green on February 3rd, 2011
Ian Green 03 Feb. 2011
I remember Mr. larson as quite the character, always joking. I looked forward to his gr. 13 biology classes. He was another man who knew his stuff, and was quite approachable. It was too bad he passed away so tragically. I still think about him.
From Helen MacDonald on March 11th, 2011
Mr. Lawson was my favourite science teacher, and the reason why I followed a career path in the biosciences.
Some teachers truly have a gift for teaching.
From Nancy Flood on April 16th, 2011
Such a gentle, knowledgeable man. Mr. Larsen was one of my favourite teachers and doubtess one of the biggest reasons that I majored in biology in university--and kept studying it to the point that now, with a Ph.D. in the subject, I spend my days teaching and writing about it. I think about him to this day.
From Wendy (Pasher) Higgins on November 1st, 2011
Some lessons are never forgotten! "Class - pay attention. I know you all want to know how to kill a tapeworm!" At this point a good 2 ft specimen was lifted out of the beaker. Ugh. "Sit at the table and put a cup of salt in a bowl and place in front of you. And a hammer or maybe your science text. And a glass of water. Swallow all the salt and then open your mouth 2 inches above the glass of water. The little bugger will be thirsty and when a good section emerges whack him on the head."
From John Johnson on March 11th, 2012
Mr. Larson was one of the best teachers I was lucky enough to have at Bell. I remember the time he took the entire class to a small lake on the Quebec side. We had a great time, learned a lot, and I remember it to this day. He also put up with many of us when we were at our worst. I am a biologist and owe believe it was Mr. larson who planted the idea.
I was sorry to hear about Ken passing away. I was older than him but he had the locker right beside me on the top floor of the east wing. Spent a lot of lunches talking to him and his brother. A real nice kid who died way too soon.
Oh Stuart, taken so young, a young man with such promise and at the height of love. You and your fiancee together forever.
Truly one of the best men on the earth, always a gracious host and we the willing "guests" of the basement. The station wagon our chariot on more than one occasion. I remember the time the 24 fell through the wheel well on the way to the deep woods. A true waste of "stubbys" but pretty funny all the same. Peace.
From Kevin Heal on October 2nd, 2012
I still miss you my life long friend. Taken away before your time.
From Wayne Mitchell on October 3rd, 2012
I think of you often, Stuart, and miss the good time we would have had as adult friends. You are the perfect example of "Only the good die young." Your ever-present smile and positive attitude remain forever.
Tom was, from 1962 to 1966, head of the History department at Bell High School.
He was one of the founding teachers of the new High School built that year in Bells Corners.
Tom continued his career in Education, when he moved to Alberta in 1966 to join the Alberta Teachers Association.
He retired in 1983 and enjoyed frequent trips back to Ottawa to visit family and friends. These visits often included a drive past his old alma mata, Bell High School.
Tom passed away in January of this year but was pleased to know that the reunion was taking place and wrote a lengthy journal entry expressing his desire to attend the events and his appreciation for his years at Bell.
Mr. McConaghy was one of my favourite history teachers; he made history come alive for me. Indeed, I won the History prize in my final year at Bell because of him, and still have the two volume of the Creighton biography of Sir John A. McDonald that were given to me and signed by him.
One of the best Bell High teachers that I ever had!
A truely decent person with ethics and an interest in his students' futures. John Mcfadden will truely be missed.
Nanette (and I hope I have spelt your name correctly), both your mother and father were so proud of you as a young child, that they always talked about you with their students as I do about my children, with my colleagues today. You should be so proud of them both your parents.
I look forward to catching up with Ms Mcfadden (I appologise for my French being even worse now than then when I was at Bell High School).
I acknowledge Mr McFadden as one of the STAR Bell High Geography teachers for the second half of the 20th Century, and the reason for me being in Canberra Australia today.
I also also have to apologise to Mrs Mcfadden for my French, as she worked so hard to teach me French.
From Peter Salter on July 30th, 2011
John and I both arrived at Bell in 1965, him as the Head of Geography, me as a 24 year old rookie geography teacher with all of six weeks of OCE summer school under my belt. Without John's mentoring I would never have survived; he was the best department head I ever had the priviledge of working with. I'm sorry I won't get to see him at the reunion.
From Ann Murphy (Vervoort) on May 13th, 2012
I hope that Mr. McFadden would be proud that I became a geograpy teacher. Sorry that I won't see him.
From Dave Wilson on June 21st, 2013
We were hitch-hiking to California while the rest of Bell was at doing classes. From somewhere on Route 66, Bob Menzies decided to write an postcard to his Geography teacher, Mr. McFadden. " Dear Seadog, We are doing a topographical survey of North America for my geography project..." ( words to this effect). Obviously Bob admired Mr. McFadden enough to do this. I did not know, then, that he was married to my ominous French teacher, so lovely that in my first week of class, I thought there must be some mistake. I was the worst French student but she seemed to understand and forgave : )
Perhaps the reason Bell is so "special". Great leadership. Great role model. Gary
From Dave Wilson on June 21st, 2013
I remember Mr. McGillivray observing a 'delinquent' group of students sitting in the Foyer at Bell one cold Winter morning despite the the fact that the 'be at class' bell had already rung. Somebody had incited a "protest" ( popular in the mid 60's). When the Principal inquired as to what we were protesting somebody ( Bob Menzies I think) yelled out " Dirty snow!". Mr. McGillivray smiled, and in a brief bit of time, we all went off to class.
From Rod Smith on August 20th, 2013
He helped me out at Bell once when I was in grade twelve when he didn't have to, I still remember and have always appreciated him for that.
From Hans Kouwenberg on June 24th, 2014
I felt that Mr. McGillivray seemed to take a special interest in me because we shared the same faith and church denomination. He was my French teacher as well as the principal. I always thought he was a highly principled man (excuse the unintentional pun), a man of integrity, and yet he was also one of the kindest teachers/principals I had.
Krista passed away at the Ottawa Civic on October 23, 2003. She is survived by her son Jesse Jones who is now 24 years old. As well she is survived my her Mother and Father, Gail and Steve McDowell of Carleton Place. Not long before her death she qualified as a Registered Practical Nurse with meds and footcare. Her ashes were interned at Auld Kirk Cemetery in Almonte where a stone was erected in her memory. Anyone wishing to place a rose in the vase at the side of her stone can contact me for directions...email@example.com On the back of the stone is the following:
A vibrant, caring, compassionate, sincere, fun-loving, and spiritual woman!
I think that says it all! Krista we miss you every day - you are loved so very much!
Loving boyfriend from memorable cottage days who is with me closely in spirit each day along with other dear and close family members and friends. A cherished soul to me, gone from our regular lives but definitely not forgotten. Love you always, Stephen. Alison MacKenzie xoxo (Bayshore Public School Alumni)
More to follow ...
I was stunned to hear that Bob had passed away somewhere around the year 2000. He was always a charismatic, fun guy for those of us who knew him in the sixties and beyond. I last saw him at the corner of Elgin and Frank Street in '77- ever enthusiastic! Some of my most ecstatic and somewhat dangerous times were spent with Bob and our other friends, on Friday and Saturday nights... People who knew him must surely still love him. I do. Dave W.
From Ann Murphy on May 13th, 2012
Had Bob in my grade ten class (10B). He was so much fun although I think some of the teachers might have thought otherwise! A true character.
From Paul Vincent on January 27th, 2014
I Agree with Dave that hanging with Bob was a fun and exciting time. Never knew when he would pop out his glass eye and switch with Gene McBurney. Bob always had a thing for Thursday night at the Chaud or Glenlee. Never forget the night I got arrested for underage drinking at the Glenlee and Bob had to drive my dad's car home and wake him up at 3 a.m. Would have loved to see that exchange. Lost contact with him when I left Canada in '72, but always thought he would leave us early, he lived life way too fast.
MIDDLEMAN, Harry Thomas Peacefully at his home, on Sunday, June 21, 2009 after a lengthy battle with Esophageal cancer in his 57th year. Survived by his beloved Sheila nee Bolton Currie-Alder "Sheila C. Alder", her son Bruce Currie-Alder (Nora). Predeceased by his parents David and Renee Middleman. Harry was blessed with many, many friends including some who took the place of the siblings he never had, especially Sandi and Pat McLaughlin, Elizabeth Holden, Victor and Patricia Tolgyesy, Beulah Wadsworth, Marc Gerin-Lajoie, Tasia Papadatos and Peter Hargraves and Linda and Bill Balke. Harry worked first for his father in the family business founded by his grandfather - Middleman's House of Fashion on Sparks St., then went into the Public Service, serving for over 29 years. A Funeral Service will be held at the Jewish Memorial Chapel, 1771 Cuba Avenue, on Wednesday, June 24, 2009 at 10 a.m. Interment Jewish Memorial Gardens, 2692 Bank Street, Ottawa. Many thanks to Drs. Hurdon, Cripps and Pantarotto, the Ottawa Regional Cancer Centre and the Ottawa Hospital Staff, Carefor Nursing and Friends of Hospice Ottawa. Donations requested to Friends of Hospice Ottawa and the Ottawa Regional Cancer Centre.
Laura, a tree had been planted in your memory by the time I started doing the gardens at the school. I have met many who knew you and they miss you dearly. Some things we will never understand. We are left with a tremendous void, and far too many questions. From time to time, ribbons are tied around its trunk, also in your memory. Please know you were loved by many.
Sorry to hear. the sister I never had lived beside her in bayshore 20 years knew some of her friends Erin, Shannon
knew her mother and Aunt she was a wonderful person just wish
her life was not so hard being by her self for so long hope
you have found peace Rest in Peace Pauls
Barry went to Bell well before me but I knew him well from the days of the Grandview icerink where he was the man in charge for years. Thanks to Barry, he was the guy who got the Grandview Rink up and running in the early years givng all of us kids our hockey dreams.
Mike passed away from MS about ten years ago. We had lost track of one another after high school (after spending a good part of a summer together picking tobacco in southern Ontario), and then reconnected about twenty-five years ago. At that point Mike was immobilized in a wheel-chair and living at the Bruyère Continuing Care centre. I'll always remember the courage, dignity and will to live with which he faced his disability. He brought so much spirit and good will to the people around him that he was known as "The Mayor of Bruyère." I felt honoured to become a good friend of Mike's once again.
NEFF, Robert "Bob" N. May 9, 1925 - February 12, 2006 Coach Neff - Bell High 1962-84 Left us peacefully with his beloved wife Geraldine "Gerry" of 56 years by his side, at Stillwater Creek Retirement Residence. Cherished father of Heather (Bryan Murray), Gordon (Sylvia) and Donald (Laurie). Respected Papa to Christopher and Jonathan Murray, Ruby and Lee Robert, and Robert James (Bobby). Special Step-Papa to Brian and Nicholas Ainger. Brother-in-law to Doris (David) Scales and Fleur (Clive) Stewart of Charlottetown, P.E.I., and uncle of many nieces and nephews. Wonderful mentor to James Tyrell and loved friend of Shirley White. Born in Meriton Ward (St. Catharine's) to Aubrey and Myrtle Neff. A noted athlete through his schooling, after being discharged from the RCAF, he attended the University of Toronto, graduating with his degree in Physical Education. Bob started his teaching career at Moncton High School in New Brunswick. He then took a position at Gananoque High School before settling in Ottawa; teaching first at Ottawa Tech and finally at Bell High School, where as Head of PE, he taught and coached until his retirement in 1983. A talented woodworker and tireless father, he spent his retirement travelling with Gerry or at his cottage at Burns Lake, with family and friends. A wonderful Son, Husband, Father and Teacher. He will be missed. Extreme gratitude to all staff at Stillwater (Theresa, Jane, Debbie and Nancy) and Dr. David MacMillan for their wonderful care. Friends may call at the Pinecrest Visitation Centre (2500 Baseline Road, Ottawa) on Tuesday, February 14th from 6 to 8 p.m. Funeral Service will be on Wednesday, February 15th in the Pinecrest Chapel at 3 p.m. In lieu of flowers, Bob requested donations to the Alzheimer's Foundation to aid in Gerry's battle.
In the spring of 1974,"chucking-a-moon"was pretty funny. My favourite Mr. Neff moment centered around that. I got Tom Dawley and Dave Benn to distract Mr. Neff and Mr. Waldie at their office door one day at lunch. I convinced Ross MacLean ("Gumby" as we knew him back then) to come with me to chuck at moon at both of them at their office window. I'm short, the window is high. Benn and Dawley are killing themselves laughing. I can't reach the window with my "bottom". Now I'm killing myself laughing. The window is open. Mr. Waldie hears the noise and has the poop scared out of him, by what is going on, screaming, "What was that?" Without missing a beat, Mr. Neff says, "It's Ruddy and MacLean" and that was all. The smile on his face and the shake of his head later was priceless when I saw him! Good times! Great memories!
From Brian Mortimer on July 27th, 2011
Bob Neff came to mind today due to a business letter from another Neff (not related). I remember Uncle Bob from my five years @ Bell- Wrestling , Football, intramural. He was a big supporter of mine and helped me out in many ways including giving me challenging roles and responsibilities. I started HS @ 13 and finished @ 17 so his influence was very formative for me. Physically he was a strong man with a great set of pipes and an iron jaw however it was his underlying nature which made the biggest impression. He believed in me and that has stuck with me. So sorry that you won't be there for the festivities. I knew his daughter and send my condolences if she reads this. Bob Neff- your spirit lives on!
From Peter Salter on July 30th, 2011
In my 31 years of teaching Bob Neff was, in my opinion, the best teacher of phys ed I ever knew. Unlike so many of his counterparts at other schools I taught at, he always gave the impression that he was far more interested in developing students' participation in sports than he was in coaching outstanding athletes and winning teams. As I remember, the only extramural team he coached was Boys' Midget Basketball, but he organized and ran an incredible intramural sports program. The teaching profession has always needed more like Bob.
From Ian Bagnell on March 15th, 2012
I will never forget health class and sex education with Mr. Neff and the Neff method for birth control. You were a good guy Mr. Neff, someone who knew the difference between right and wrong and someone who believed in fair play.
From Tim Mallory on August 8th, 2012
Bob Neff was a great man, and someone I will always remember fondly. His qualities were many, including fairness, passion, supportiveness, sense of humour, enthusiam and kindness. In my years at Bell High, he was a true mentor for me. Thanks Bob.
It saddens me to not see my once dearest friend at this re-union. You were loved Pat and this re-union reminds me of all our treasured times we shared together for so many years. May you join us in spirit and feel the love and joy you have left in our hearts.
On Monday, April 19, 1982, Patricia O'Grady, age 22. Beloved daughter of Nora Kathleen (Betty)(Swords) O'Grady and the late Captain Thomas John O'Grady. Dear sister of Michael (husband of Pam Neumann) and dear aunt of Kelly. Dear friend of Kevin McCormick.
PARLIAMENT, Ralph - Ralph Douglas Parliament died quietly at the Kingston General Hospital on Thursday, March 28, 2013 at the age of 80. Retired teacher of chemistry and biology, born in Toronto, on October 23, 1932. Taught in Carleton Place, Bracebridge and Ottawa. Passed his B.Sc. from Carleton University in 1959, and received his Honours B.Sc. from Carleton University in 1964. Taught day school for 29 years, night school for 21 years and summer day school for 7 years; retired June 1988. Predeceased by his parents' Garnott and Daisy Parliament and his brother Wallace. Survived by his daughter Cassandra, and son Garnott, as well as his brother Roger. Ralph was cremated, with no funeral service, and his ashes were scattered to the wind, water and loons around Star Island in big Rideau Lake where he used to windsurf in his younger days. In the care of LIMESTONE CREMATION SERVICES 184 Wellington St., Kingston, ON K7L 3E4 613-507-5727
joanne was a fun girl and a super athlete. We swam together and were great competitors. I remember her mostly as a young girl full of life and beauty.
From Shelley Peterson on April 8th, 2011
Jo was my big sister - she paved the way for me and my brother Mike - she married her high school sweetheart Bob Benesko and was with him til the end. We all miss her so much - she had a wonderful daughter Kristy who we are all so proud of. There is not a day that goes by that we don't think of her. Until we meet again Jo......
To this day, Mr. Poapst has been an inspiration to me. He taught English during the 1970's and if you had him as a teacher you would remember his stories about "granny". I remember him so clearly for his compassion for teaching, caring approach, and making English fun. I will miss him dearly.
From Marjorie Cromb on January 11th, 2012
Mr. Poapst was one of my most favourite teachers at Bell. I was lucky to have him for grade nine English. 5 years later, when I was choosing my grade 13 courses, I selected my English option to make sure that I got him again. He was such a maverick -- an English teacher who insisted on having his classroom in the tech wing! I owe all of my English language grammar knowledge to Ron Poapst.
From Diana Kirkwood on September 25th, 2012
Mr. Poapst was an amazing teacher. He always told a great story... and always gave great feedback. He'll be looking down and having a great chuckle during the reunion.
Nick and I were good friends. I had known him for many years. He was a bit of a rebel, but an all-around good guy. He is probably up there partying till he drops.
From Mark Rickerby on August 27th, 2012
For a few years, almost every Thursday night until Sunday, sometimes Monday or later, me and Nick and Mike, would hit the road.
On the best trips, Don, Greg Buck, maybe a Bova, and some others would join and there would be wild fun and adventure. Often pretty far up north - Nakina, Cochrane, White River - as far as we could get. This played havoc on the BHS attendance record, but all the teachers seemed to go along with it.
Nick was the most fearless of the group. He was happiest when he was out there with his pals, in that big landscape, smokin' a cigar, laughing and carrying on.
RASMUSSEN, Karen Marie Louise
1956 - 2012
Karen passed away suddenly at her residence in Ottawa on April 28th, 2012. Beloved daughter of Helen (nee Cieszynski) and Alf Rasmussen. Dear sister of Christine (Tina) and Christopher (Chris). Cherished niece and cousin to the Cieszynski, Wasny, Stasiewski and Blackman families. Karen was a longtime employee of the Royal Bank of Canada. Prior to that she worked for many years with Delta Hotels and Resorts (Ottawa). A Memorial Service will be held at the Pinecrest Remembrance Chapel (2500 Baseline Road) on Saturday, May 5th at 2 p.m. No flowers please. If desired, donations may be made to the Diabetes Association or to the Ottawa Humane Society. Online condolences may be made at www.colefuneralservices.com
I will never forget the news of the Air India tragedy in 1985. Pouja was on her way 'home' to visit family for the summer. She was such a sweet girl and I often think of her today. I am blessed to have called her my friend...Rest in Peace dear Pouja!
An old friend in high school, I am truly sorry to hear of his passing. Rest in peace, your suffering is over.
From Heather Riddell on November 27th, 2011
My younger brother Kevin was a beautiful human being who didn't have a care in the world!! The only thing he ever lacked was sleep because he was always on the go between his sports, jobs and hanging with friends. He had a diving accident at the quarry while at Bell and Bill and Bob Lobban organized a fundraiser dance and a fundraiser at Equestrian Park. He became a quadriplegic and lived on his own until his passing in January, 2004. He loved my three children with all his heart and would give them the world when they asked. On Halloween he was always there to take my kids trick-or-treating because he had the electric wheelchair, the backpack and the kids could sit on his lap and he would wheel them wherever they wanted to go.
From Kris Nunn on November 27th, 2011
Kevin was my uncle, I don't suppose I ever realized how important he was until I got older and he was gone. I remember him taking us around the block on his electric wheelchair, his steel mug (which mom still has). Come to also find out later in my life that he was a crusader with those for disabilities. I suppose if things could have been different, I would have liked to spend more time with him, but sometimes you cannot choose how things happen in life, you have to roll with the punches. Uncle Kevin was a shining example of that. I can assure you he did not ask to be in a wheel chair, nor was that part of his life plan, but he did roll with the punches and made the best of a not so great situation. Uncle Kevin showed me that sometimes we cannot choose what life will give us, but we can choose how we will deal with life's situations.
From Kris Nunn on November 27th, 2011
Born: December 29, 1955 in Trenton, Ontario
Died: January 26, 2004 in Ottawa, Ontario
Buried: Woodlawn Cemetary, Cornwall, Ontario
From Erin Day on October 6th, 2012
A good friend very much missed. So sad to find out from here that Kevin is no longer with us. We had so much fun together, both before and after his accident. Rest in peace Kevin, you will always be remembered and have a very special place in my heart, your friendship is still very much cherished today.
ROBERTSON, Lorraine - G. Lorraine Robertson (nee Gullander), born in Brock, Saskatchewan, passed away at the age of 91, with daughters at her side in Kingston on September 19, 2008. At 15, Mom went to Saskatoon to continue her education and start her career. She met and married Clyde Oliver Robertson, her husband of 63 years. In Ontario, they raised four daughters, ever supportive while instilling each with strong family values and a sense of self worth. After a career as an executive secretary, mom earned a B.A. degree in English and Sociology from Carleton University, an M.Ed degree at the University of Ottawa and then continued her studies in a PhD program. Always a very caring and enthusiastic person, Mom gave much to her students at Stouffville H.S., and in Ottawa, at Sir Wilfred Laurier and Bell High School. As and educator and guidance counselor, she employed methods that were ahead of her time. Her positive attitude was contagious. Although Mom had many interests and contributed to her community, her family came first. Enjoying each moment and thus “building happy memories“ gave her the greatest pride and joy. Family and friends will remember her as a woman with a warm sense of humour, gentle and generous, and with a lot of class! Mom will be forever loved by her daughters; Anne (skip), Joan (Dave predeceased), Carol,, and Cathy (Danilo); grandchildren Karen (Adam), Mark (predeceased), and Todd; and great grandchildren Alex and Lindsay. The way mom lived her life is a gift to us and her inspiration will live on in all our hearts. Her spiritually and thirst for knowledge was exemplified by this quote from Teilhard de Chardin, the philosopher she admired: “The most satisfying thing in life is to have been able to give a large part of ones self to others“. A family service has taken place at Glenhaven Memorial Gardens and Mom and Dad are now together. Donations in Mom's memory may be made to a youth organization of your choice.
I remember this lovely lady as a collegue in the 60's.
From Diana Kirkwood on February 6th, 2012
Mrs. Robertson was the first person I made friends with when I arrived at Bell High. She helped me through a lot of difficult times and always stayed late to listen to what I had to say. I will always remember her smile and her encouragement. Gone, but not forgotten!
In my dealings with Mr. Robilard I found him to be a resonable person to deal with. The reason some people did not like him is because he "spoilt" all their fun. I mean drugs, booze, smoking, etc. But he was only doing his job. You can't blame him for that! RIP
From Chuck Currie on February 12th, 2011
The only time I spoke with Spike was when I was called to his office when I was in Grade 13. Of course I was trembling with terror. It turned out he had heard some teachers in the staff room speculating if I was going to show up in class that day. He asked me for an explanation, and when I told him that I was skipping almost half my classes to practice my clarinet in the music room studios, he told me he was more concerned with the teachers that had all been marking me present because they knew where I was! Then he leaned over to me and said confidentially, "Keep it up, but just don't tell anyone." What a great guy....
From Peter Ruddy on February 17th, 2011
Spike was a 'hard-liner' to say the least! Many, many, MANY of us had a love/hate relationship with him. It was best to stay under the radar. He did have a sense of humour, as seen in the 1974 year book on pages 82+83. My favourite 'Spike' moment was in the fall of 1972. We had a big football game that afternoon and I was strolling through the halls, eating a sandwich, heading to get dressed for the big game. No one was in the halls. As I passed the girls change room a beautiful young 'Bruin' bounced out to wish me good luck. We were in a warm embrace, when suddenly there was 'Spike'. We must have looked like deer in the headlights. All he said was, 'Ruddy eat your sandwich'! She scurried back into the change room and I continued on my way. I was lucky that day... he liked football!
From Anda Sprudzs on July 5th, 2012
Arriving at Bell in Grade 9, it wasn't long before we had heard about "Spike"- according to many, a scary terror to students. On "initiation day", wearing pjs inside out, I was in the courtyard having been roped into a group where we were in piggy-back races, girls carrying the guys and given something noxious to drink. If you won, you got out of the race; if you didn't win, you were back for the next round. Never an athlete, it looked like I was going to be in the race forever. The end of lunch bell rang, and I was supposed to go to my first Latin class with Miss Waldorf (Mrs. Whiteside) and I got lost trying to find B1 (or whatever the room was at the end of the English wing). I wasn't feeling well, obviously lost and as most of the hall had cleared, standing in the hall alone almost in tears (a brown-noser who couldn't imagine missing a class) when a gentleman came up to me and very solicitously asked if I was ok and was I lost. I explained that I was lost, feeling a bit nauseous... and... and.... The kind man said not to worry and that he would leave a note for Miss Waldorf, and he would bring me to an office where I could sit out the class time....When we got to the office door I read the name plate - and realized that I had just had my first (and ultimately last) encounter with the dreaded Spike. Thank you for the kind introduction.
From Don Roe - firstname.lastname@example.org on July 28th, 2012
Mr. Robillard, knew every student, it was amazing, he was tough, but fair. Had great respect for him at all times. Met him years later after graduating from high school at Grey Cup game in Ottawa, Mr. Roe how are you? wow, amazing memory. We will miss him at the reunion- Don
RUTHERFORD, William Alastair - P.Eng - It is with broken hearts we have to announce the peaceful passing of William (Bill) Alastair Rutherford on April 26, 2013 forever loved by his wife Linda and devoted dad to Thomas and Heather. Son of the late Thomas Aird Rutherford (2008) and Margaret Grace Rutherford (1999) and brother Bruce Arygll Rutherford (2011). Son-in-law of Robert and Ruby Roney, brother-in-law of Ken Roney and Marilyn and Raymond Copes. Uncle to Christopher, Kevin and Colin Copes, Julie and Matt Herman and Michael Rutherford. Cousin to Dedie (Kirk) Hudson, Margie (Ernie) Tardiff and John (Jane) McKinley, Joanne Brooks and special family member Helen Rutherford. Business partner to Peter van der Westen for 40 years as Vanderwesten and Rutherford Limited and with Tony Mantecon as Vanderwesten Rutherford Mantecon. Friends for life to Cecil Wilson, John Pierce, Ken Cummings and Dave Shillington. Always in touch with one another and together they shared many unforgettable canoeing and camping trips together. Best friend to our furry friends Caoimhe, Alt, Willy and Sandy who could always count on Bill to share a treat. There is a poem about how you would describe your dash from life to death. Bill's dash was full of devotion to his family and to his work. Thomas and Heather were the world to Bill and he was involved as much as possible with whatever they decided to take on. Seldom did Bill miss a hockey-baseball-lacrosse-soccer practice or game, horse show rain, sun or snow, or Saturday morning tutoring. Going out to the Highland with Thomas for a round of golf, or trailering Heather and her horse to a horse show were always a good day for Bill. Their world was his and he truly loved to be a part of every moment. Bill was a very proud dad to Thomas and Heather, and we are so thankful he was a big part of it. Bill was a member of the The Professional Engineers of Ontario and served on different committees as part of The Professional Engineers of Ontario (PEO), Councillor of the Western Region, Professional Development Committee, Discipline Committee, Councillor at Large, Audit Committee, Advisory Committee on Committees, Task Force on PEO Role in Engineering Education, Task force to Establish School Outreach Committee, Discipline and Enforcement Steering Committee, member of The American Society of Heating, Refrigerating and Air Conditioning Engineers Inc. (ASHRAE), member of the Highland Golf and Country Club. In the Community Bill was involved with London Chapter Canadian Cystic Fibrosis Foundation, Lambeth United Church, Mount Brydges Minor Hockey, Northshore Hitmen Hockey, Minor Soccer in Strathroy and Del Ko Brydge, Minor Baseball in Komoka, Poplar Hill, Strathroy and Delaware, Blue Devils Minor Lacrosse, Shadowlane Stables and Southwest Trillium Hunter Jumper Association. Thank you especially to our family, friends and neighbours, the staff of Vanderwesten Rutherford Mantecon all of whom Bill had the pleasure to work with, Dr Archie Grace, Dr Katherine Roth, Dr. Sara Kuruvilla, Medical Oncology staff of C7 at LHSC Victoria Campus, Palliative Care Team (Lynne Hughes Marsh) at LHSC, CCAC, VON, Rev. Matthew Penny, McMaster University Engineering Faculty, Medway High School Staff, Carla Paxton and our extended family at Shadowlane Stables, Physical Plant and Planning Dept of St Joseph's Health Care London, Architectural, Consultants, Mechanical Electrical General Contracting Firms all of whom Bill enjoyed many years of working with together. Bill's presence will be forever missed. Thank you to those who stopped in to visit Bill while he was in the hospital and at home, the cards, flowers, phone calls and emails, he really did appreciate you taking the time. A service will be held on Saturday May 4, 2013 at Lambeth United Church, 4268 Colonel Talbot Road, London, Ontario at 1:30 pm for Bill. Rev. Matthew Penny will officiate the service. Visitation of the family will follow the service, please stay and do what Bill would have wanted, visit with family and friends and share your memories. Funeral arrangements by A MILLARD GEORGE FUNERAL HOME London, Ontario. Cremation has taken place. Online condolences at www.amgfh.com Donations to a charity of your choice. Life will never be the same without you Bill, you left us far too soon, we love you and miss you, Linda, Thomas and Heather.
(Retired - Teacher, Bell High School)
At home, on Sunday, February 10, 2013 at
the age of 83. Survived by his brother Tony (and the late Kay) from St. Catharines. Friends may call at the Garden Chapel of Tubman Funeral Homes, 3440 Richmond Road, Nepean (Between Bayshore Dr.
and Baseline Rd.) on Monday, February 18th, 2013 from 7:00 - 9:00 pm. In lieu of
flowers, please consider a donation to Breast Cancer Research.
Condolences, tributes or donations may
be made at www.tubmanfuneralhomes.com
Shona was a great friend, the loving only child of Scottish immigrants. We were all learning to drive and the excitement of "freedom". She was vibrant and so excited about spending her upcoming summer as a councillor at a Salvation Army summer camp. Shona had a headache that afternoon and was gone by midnight from a brain aneurism. We miss her smile, energy and passion.
From Neil Henderson on October 24th, 2012
Shona was someone that could brighten any room that she entered. She could carry a tune and it was a sad day when she left us to go play her trumpet in the band of heaven. We will miss you until we bring the band together again.
Mike was one of the most talented musicians I've ever known - I remember one band concert where Mike performed in almost every group, including the senior band, the stage band, and the barbershop quartet. Very sad to hear of his passing.
SHACKLOCK, Peter Francis — 61, of Portuguese Cove, Halifax Co., passed away at home October 20, 2009, after a brief battle with cancer. Born in Bolton, Lancashire, England, he was the youngest son of Alan Leonard Shacklock of Brighton, Ont. and the late Olive Brownsword Shacklock of Belleville, Ont. Peter studied zoology at UBC and after graduating with honors in 1971 he joined the Canadian National Research Council and spent a 27 year career in the field of aquaculture study at the NRC Seaweed Research Station he managed in Sandy Cove, Halifax Co. Peter was very active in several community organizations including planning committee boards, Citizens on Patrol and also enjoyed several years of assisting in a local television program that emphasized his love of science, nature, and the environment. After retirement from the NRC in 1998 and a much-deserved break he ventured into real estate for five years. Peter dedicated his recent years to family here and in Prince Edward Island and his new found love of geocaching, which was enjoyed with the family dogs, and his good friends of the geocaching community. Throughout his life he was never afraid to accept a new challenge that was almost always met with success. He enriched the lives of others and was always ready to selflessly help friends and family. Peter is survived by his loving wife of 38 years, Barbara; son, Greg (Carol) Shacklock, Halifax; daughter, Laura (Shawn) Connolly, Charlottetown; brother, Mike (Ellen) Shacklock, Halifax; step mother, Brenda Shacklock, Brighton, Ont.; grandchildren, Olivia and Dylan Connolly, Matheson and Mya Shacklock and several nieces and nephews. Cremation has been scheduled. A memorial service will be held Sunday, October 25, in the chapel of J. A. Snow Funeral Home, 339 Lacewood Dr., Halifax NS B3S 0E1 at 2 p.m. Reception to follow. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Capital District Health Authority Palliative Care Unit. The family would like to express their sincere gratitude to the staff of the Palliative Care Unit.
SHARP, Barbara Jane - Barbara, of Carrying Place, Ontario, died recently, at the young age of 60. She was a very dear daughter, sister and friend. Barbara was many-faceted: an athlete, trained as a lawyer and successful business woman. She loved her orchard in BC but was drawn back to her home on Lake Ontario. She loved nature, reading and walking along the shore . . . the simple things in life. Most of all, she was a loving and caring person to her family and friends. Good bye Barb, we will miss you forever.
Somewhere around the time Barb was nominated for "Snow Queen" ( in the mid 60's) I totally fell for her. We had friends in common and I got to meet her at a party. She was the kind of dream girl you never forget. We parted ways, but I love her still.
God bless you, Barb.
From Tony Olivero on July 7th, 2012
Barbara was truly a free soul and an inspiration to this day.
David and I had our lockers beside one another for all 5 years of HS. He had a great sense of humour and was a sweet person. It was such a tragic loss for him to leave us at such a young age. Finshing our last year without him was felt by everyone.
From Scott Dumas on February 14th, 2012
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of Dave. He has impacted my life immensely. I miss his smile. I miss his laugh. I miss his jovial nature. We started to grow up together. His family was my extended family. He taught me things about life that I still remember today. He told me about U2 and how amazing the album "War" was and he made me listen to David Bowie, which at the time I didn't understand. Rest in Peace Dave. How I wish, how I wish you were here. Doom
From Brian Heslop on July 22nd, 2012
I can still remember the absolute shock I was in when I first heard... I was stepping off the bus returning from our March Break grade 12 cruise of the Caribbean. Up until that point in my life, aside from older relatives who I was too young to remember, I had not lost anyone close to me. We were all just kids at the time and thought we had the rest of our lives together. I wish that I could have told you how much your friendship meant to me and how much I still think about you... we met playing minor hockey at 12 years old and we were close until the day you were taken from us. It was over 25 years ago... it was yesterday for me. Take care buddy - I look forward to the day we can meet up again, have a pint and share a laugh.
From Audra O'Hara (Alford) on August 6th, 2012
It feels like yesterday when the students returning from spring break got the devasting news that our friend Dave had passed. A sadness filled the halls with the untimely death of our friend in Florida. Dave was such a fun loving free spirit and I know his final journey with some of his closest friends had an impact he could never imagine. I think of you often Dave and of the friends and family you left behind. Gone but NEVER forgotten! Rest in Peace Dave.
Aaron was energetic, outgoing, and always so positive. He loved U2, and we used to pass the time before class started quoting lyrics and trying to guess the songs. You felt really good just being around him. Miss you, Aaron.
Leslie was at Bell High School from 1974 until 1979. She was Head Girl in 1979. She was in the Band and went to Parliament Hill to play with the band. She was a mother of two boys, Scott and Shawn. She was taken in Feb 1999 after a seven year struggle with cancer.
Passed away suddenly on January 12, 2012 at the age of 44. Lovingly remembered by his spouse and best friend Jeanne. Dearly loved father of Daniel, Tyler, Katie and Anna. Cherished son of Barbara and the late Gary. Dearly loved brother to Wendy Hughes, Angela (Mike) and Andrew. Nephew of Theresa Pigeon (Darcy). Predeceased by his father Gary, grandfather Feliks Kiszka, precious “Nanny” Sophie and uncle Joe. Steven will be fondly remembered by many nieces, nephews and other family and friends. Friends may pay their respects at the Westboro Chapel of Tubman Funeral Homes, 403 Richmond Road (at Roosevelt) on Monday, January 16, 2012 from 1-3 & 6-9 p.m. Funeral service will be held in the chapel on Tuesday, January 17, 2012 at 2:30 p.m.. Interment will be held at a later date. Donations can be made to the Heart and Stroke Foundation in memory of Steven.
Always a sunny day, with Tania about, never did a day go by without a smiling hi from her, always true.
From Kimberley Pink nee Mason on November 6th, 2011
I still remember when Tania and her sister first came to D. Aubrey, and then on to Bell. Had a hoot with both, terrific young ladies. Sad to find that she is gone now.
From Andrew Maclaren on November 17th, 2012
Tania was one of the most extraordinary women I'd ever encountered. She had an 'electricity' about her...she was the centre of attention every time she entered a room - as naturally beautiful inside as she was outside. Tania - your passing left me 'jolted' to the core...but I took solace in the fact - as do many others - that you were truly a rose amidst a world of thorns....thank you...for brightening and enriching our lives with your presence.
STEVENSON, JAMES DOUGLAS Surrounded by the love of his family, in hospital at Almonte on Friday, March 2, 2012. James Stevenson of Blakeney in his 61st year. Cherished husband of Sandra Benoit and dearly loved father of Alexander. Dearest son of David & Joyce Stevenson of Ottawa. Beloved brother of Sandra McCance (John McCance) of Kingston, much loved uncle of Gord and Eric McCance and dear step-father to Cezar Magill. Will also be sadly missed by his best friend. "Chewie". A Celebration of James' life will be announced and held at a later date. Funeral arrangements have been entrusted to the care of C. R. GAMBLE FUNERAL HOME & CHAPEL INC. 127 Church St., Almonte, Ont., 613-256-3313 For those who may be entertaining a donation in memory of James, please consider the Leprosy Mission of Canada at www.leprosy.ca Condolences & Tributes: www.crgamble.com
Jennifer was in my class in grade nine... It was deveatating to see such a smart gentle soul pass at such a young age. Jennifer you were never forgotten. Your beautiful blonde hair and that gentle smile.
From Shawna Thomas on September 26th, 2012
Jen was in some of my gr. 9 classes. I remember her as having a quiet and truly sweet presence. Her life and her passing touched many people in profound ways. Jen is certainly remembered, and peace wished for her family.
Sunday, November 13, 2011, at the age of 51. It is with great sadness and sorrow that we announce the sudden passing of a beloved father, brother and friend. Loving father of sons Derek and Kevin, brother to Derek (Silvia) and Bryan (Marilyn) Tulk. Uncle to Brock, Brianna, Amanda, Cameron and Lauren. Predeceased by his parents Oswald John and Rowena Elizabeth Strickland.... Dedicating his life to his boys, John was a lover of good friends, good hockey and good humor. Forever is a long time, but that is how you shall remain in our hearts. May you be eternally blessed and God give you the peace you so richly deserve. A Service in Memory of John will be held Tuesday, November 22, 2011, at 1 p.m. in the Chapel of Kelly Funeral Home, 580 Eagleson Road, Kanata. In memoriam donations to the Heart and Stroke Foundation are appreciated.
My Grade 9/10 Secret Crush, John Strickland. Thanks to the reunion site we reconnected again and shared a wonderful 18 months of rekindled friendship. John, you sure left a footprint in my heart, I will truly miss your presence at the reunion, but Ian has volunteered to escort me down centre wing in your memory. Love you always. Sue
From Kevin Reavely on December 4th, 2011
R.I.P John. Lived beside John and Derek in Bayshore, had some great times. Lost contact over the years but never forgot. Keep smiling Stricks!
From Dave St.Germain on February 11th, 2012
Ran into John a year ago. We had a beer together and shared so many memories and laughs. He was a good man and I will think of him as the reunion approaches.
From Ian Bagnell on March 15th, 2012
I've known John since I was about eight years old, John like many of us from The Bayshore area hung out at " The Country Club " which is where he ruled as the god of floor hockey with an outrageous slapshot. Facebook over the last few years gave John and I the chance to connect again, catch up and share a few laugh's. I was shocked and sad to hear of his passing late last year. I am sorry I was not able to attend his memorial. Take care John you are missed !!!!! Ian Bagnell
From Ray Engelbertink on June 16th, 2012
John William Strickland
Standing up here you worry about saying too much……inevitably, when I sit down I’ll be worried that I didn’t say enough! Most everyone here today knows each other and because you are here you knew John at some point in his life (or like some of us, for almost all of his life) so I don’t think I am going to be able to tell you anything that to some degree you don’t already know…..if nothing else, I hope something I share with you today puts a smile on your face or stirs up some memories about the man we called “Stricks”
First, to John’s sons Derek and Kevin....guys, your dad loved you! He was proud of you and he was proud to tell everyone about you. You were his life. Your dad and I spent more time on the phone and on Facebook talking about your lives, your sports, and your futures than anything else...I think you already knew that...but I had to tell you. Deek, he loved you more than you may ever know (and he knew how much you loved him). You and Sylvia meant the world to him and he was proud to be Uncle John to Brock and Brianna.
I can't possibly recount all the stories and memories of the past 40+ years of John's life for a bunch of reasons.....first off, we don't have enough time... second, I can sense Derek and Kevin rolling their eyes because I’m sure they’ve already heard most of the stories a 100 times....but more important....I couldn't do Stricks justice because I could only tell you about the stories I remember....and that would barely scratch the surface of the guy we all knew. I'm sure every one of you have a collection of memories and stories involving John....the simple fact is……….John helped us define our era!
So....where do I start? How about September 1971? I was running down the hallway at the Bayshore Country Club when a voice yelled out at me. It was Joe Boyd! He told me to stop running and then he asked me the question that started it all 40+ years ago...a question I will never forget for the rest of my life..."are you another Strickland"? What the hell was a Strickland? and why did he think I was one?? Well, I had to seek out these "Stricklands" and find out why anyone would think I was one!? So, I hung around by the gym waiting for someone to call their name or point them out. That's how I first met John and Deek... at the Club…playing floor hockey (surprise surprise). When we finally met, it wasn't as exciting as anyone might think..... I quickly figured out that the tell tale signs of being a Strickland was a bad haircut, a big nose, and a floor hockey stick....I had all three! So, what was the big attraction (it's not like Deek and John needed another friend)?? I was a goalie......translated into English...someone to shoot the puck at....and both John and Deek did that..... mercilessly....for hours on end over the years!
The country club, floor hockey, and sports would figure prominently in my life with John....so would cars, beer, and women but that comes a little bit later. Growing up with Stricks centered around sports. It didn't matter what the sport, John excelled in it. Actually, we were all good (relax, I am not starting into the "older we get the better we were" scenario) seriously though, we were all pretty good athletes.....but playing Sports with Stricks made all of us just that much better. Now there's a reason for that.....and I'm sure every one of us here can attest to it.....because if you didn't get better or if you weren't playing at the top of your game, Stricks was going to tell you know about it!! Oh it was subtle.....some times it was just a look he would give you or maybe throw you an insult......but most times it was a floor hockey puck drilled at your head or a football rifled into the pill box.....yes, John was going to let you know how you were performing. But that was also trademark of our gang….our friendship as a group…..don’t show a sign of weakness or vulnerability, because if you did a cheap shot or an insult was coming your way….with Stricks usually on the delivery (like the proverbial Cougar on a crippled chicken). Like everything else, he was good at it. Sure, sometimes it was simple name calling but most times it involved John’s characteristic quick wit…..and the cheaper the shot, the more we laughed!
Stricks was also a great story teller.....if something had happened and there was a chance it was going to bring laughter if it was repeated....Stricks new how to repeat it....and he did…..over and over again! I have to believe that everyone here has sat and listened and laughed to John recounting an event that happened in our lives. It didn't matter if we looked foolish as the story evolved (or if we had already heard it a 100 times) we waited on every word for that certain part....and we would all break out laughing.
Okay, side note, his last message to me on Facebook during a series of comments with a bunch of Bayshore alumni was "well if a puck went past someone through your mom's kitchen window, you must have been in nets"! But you know, we took it.......because we respected him (okay, sometimes we were afraid of him)...but we took it and we ended up being better for it! It was also Stricks way of showing you he cared (although he would never admit that).
John was competitive....and he never played a sport 1/2 way.....it was all or nothing......and it was never just a game. Whether it was league floor hockey or fooling around in the gym; goofing around off the diving board at the club or competing against the life guards in the Club Olympics; a pick up game of football in the field by the public school or a flag football at Algonquin College; a pick up hockey game in Richmond; or of course fastball with Ottawa Glass or just playing running the bases outside our backyards.....John gave his all.....and he was good! We were all there and we were all part of it.....and it was a beautiful thing to watch.
In the Club gym, how many times playing floor hockey did we see “Lobban to Strickland back to Lobban back to Strickland....he scores”. I was glad I was a goalie...ON their team!! How many times on a Sunday afternoon did we see Strickland drop back into the pocket, Engelbertink going long, Strickland throws a bomb....(pause) Engelbertink drops it!!! And how many times did I hear about that?? Man that guy had an arm. Each one of us was lucky enough to be on the receiving end of a Strickland bullet on the football field (and we still have some of the bruises to show for it). We also got to witness the "Legend of Stricks" on the fastball diamond, during his years with Ottawa Glass. John was a shortstop.... with an arm like a cannon and he could also swing a bat. No surprise, all the teams in the league knew it....and tried to avoid playing to him…..another testament to John’s athletic ability! Now this isn’t a sport (not the way we did it), but John also liked a good fight and there was no way he was ever going to back down from anyone anytime. If you were out with John and he got that look in his eye, whether you wanted to or not, you were throwing…..and you wanted to be on his side when all hell broke loose. It’s been said that “many a good man has failed because he had a wishbone where his backbone should have been”…..Stricks definitely had a backbone!
My memories of John extend beyond sports! My life with Stricks included girlfriends (none we ever shared); cars (OJ’s station wagon, the Camaro, in recent years the Mustang....and that license plate); high school prom (I remember my sister trying to teach us how to dance in my parents living room...what a couple of dorks); we shared an apartment in the Essex; next was weddings (John was the best man at my wedding and I remember John and Deb's wedding being a who’s who of Bayshore) then came babies (John was the first guy to get to the Civic Hospital when our daughter Christine was born and I remember visiting John and Deb many times on Rowe Dr when Kevin and Derek were born); John and I have helped each other through tough marital times and we've been there for each other when our parents passed away. He was the kind of friend that you wanted to ‘hang with’….you wanted to have a beer with…..you wanted to throw a ball with…….and certainly someone you wanted to laugh with!
Which brings me to "us" and John. There was “us” and John but there was also “us” and John. Hubba, Buck, David, Carlos, Denis, Ernie, Deeker…we were lucky, because regardless of arguments, fights, or fallouts (yes, we have all experienced one or all of the above with Johnny) .....he loved us all….and we have memories that have lasted (and will last) our lifetimes…..and we can bring them back anytime we want to with an email, a comment on Facebook, or a phonecall, or the Bayshore reunions we started almost 10 years ago. Stricks was the common thread, the glue that bonds this ecclectic group of Bayshore reprobates (and pretty much everyone here today). We went to different schools, we played different sports, we lived in different areas, we came into John’s friendship at different times....but we all managed to create this incredible bond…..with Stricks ……and with each other. If any good can come out of something so terrible, this is it...John’s passing has brought us all together again.....and it’s up to us to stay together and continue to keep Stricks with us. John loved all his friends.....and he would never let something like an argument or a fight…..or a dropped pass or a bad goal or a strike three.....get in the way of that friendship, well, not for long (at least never more than a year or two).
Another little sidebar about Stricks…John loved nicknames (anybody here not know that??)…..and sometimes, a measure of how much he cared about you was by the number of nicknames he called you...so Ernest, we know he really loved you!!!
There are many ways that define "the measure of a man".....I don't know if any one of them is definitive because we’re all different.....but I will leave you with this thought because I think it does define John….that guy we all knew as Stricks. I’m not sure how many times John called some one his best friend....but I know that many referred to John as their best friend....and I think that is something that truly defines John Strickland.....and that's the way I will always remember Stricks....as many of you will too....as my best friend.
God bless you Johnny...rest in peace.
From Joe Boyd on July 10th, 2012
Hard to believe that John has passed away. I have many memories with John at the bayshore Country Club and playing fastball with him on the Ottawa Glass team.
He will be missed by all his friends and family
PIOVESAN, Mrs. Joyce Kimberly nee Sullivan After a short battle with cancer and a 29 year struggle with MS, Joyce passed away peacefully surrounded by her family on Friday, April 2, 2010 at the age of 51. Beloved wife of Livio, loving mother of Brittany and Rachel, cherished daughter of Tom and Simone Sullivan, proud sister of Shirley (Charles) Michaud, sister-in-law to Lou (Peggy) Piovesan, Mario (Denise) Piovesan and Wilma Piovesan. She will sadly be missed by her numerous nieces and nephews. Friends and family are invited to celebrate her life and honour her memory on Thursday, April 8, from 2:00 to 4:00 and 7:00 to 9:00 pm and on Friday, April 9, from 9:00 to 10:30 am, at the Lafleur Funeral Home & Chapel, 874 Notre-Dame St., Embrun. Mass of Christian burial will follow at 11:00 am on Friday, April 9, 2010 at Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal Parish, 17 First Ave, Russell. Cremation and private internment will occur at a later date. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Multiple Sclerosis Society (Ottawa Chapter). For more information, please call (613)443-3286 or fax (613)764-5279 or e-mail: email@example.com.
Published in The Ottawa Citizen from April 6 to April 7, 2010
Mr. Taylor was my department head who was a kind and a generous boss who allowed his department teachers to explore the world around us. He gave his teachers slack to go beyond the classroom. I sadly miss him along with Ms. Robertson and Mr. Kendrick, a buddy.
From Janet Arts on January 4th, 2012
I had Mr. Taylor for 5 periods my final year at Bell H.S. in Accounting, Computer Science, etc. He helped me get my first job and I am still with the same organization and will be retiring in June, 2012 after 37 years. I have a lot to thank him for.
It is with our deepest regret that we annouce the passing of Robert (Bob) Thompson son of Charles and "Toots" (1992) Thompson. He is survived by his children, Tyler (18), Mackenzie (16), Thomas (6), Shane (5) and his wife Kristine. He is also survived by his first wife Mari and her family, his siblings Kerry (Brian) Dickey (Kevin, Mark) of Ottawa, Linda (Graham Wilson) Thompson of Calgary, Scott (Valerie) Thompson (Mitchell, Kellaway) of Ottawa and many nieces and nephews. As a resident of Thunder Bay for over 30 years, Bob was a successful financial advisor, manager and owner of his firm, Assante Capital Management. Bob had a zest for hockey and was an owner of the Lakehead University Thunderwolves. He has been an active supporter of the Lakehead University Alumni. A celebration of his life took place Wednesday March 1, 2006 at Redwood Park Church.
Bob and I became great and inseparable friends upon leaving Bell High School and attending Notre Dame College in Wilcox, Sask. for our final high school years.
Afterwards, he attended University in Europe and later acquired his helicopter pilot's licence. Subsequently, Bob attended Lakehead University, where being a talented swimmer, he became a swim coach for the University Team. He settled in Thunder Bay and had a successful financial advisory business.
Always a million laughs and a lot of fun. Bob had a smile that would light up the room. A super friend.
That is a great pic of Cam in the Photo Albums site under the 1970's. He was a kind,gentle,slab of a man. An incredible athlete.I played against him and then with him in football.Against him,he caught me once and threw me right off the field ...right into the cheerleaders.With him,he made holes so big you could drive a Mac truck through.We also worked together at the Robinson's Lynwood IGA.I have many memories of this wonderful man.I put in a special garden for him at Bell.Look for a mountain ash on the lower lane into the school and think of our buddy.I miss him.
From Mike Wheaton on March 4th, 2012
I met Cam while attending J.H. Putman, grade 7 & 8, then again at Bell HS in 1972. All I can say..,,He was the friendly giant with a great sense of humour.
Always had a smile on his face, said hello and was glad to meet you.!
From Tim Mallory on August 8th, 2012
I think of Cam from time to time and remember what a prince of a man he was. I remember Cam annihilating opposing team running backs & quarterbacks, and then helping them up off the ground. We had many goods times and tours in both wrestling & rugby. I remember when we went to OFSAA one year for wrestling, and we all stayed in Mike Hanwell's father's house. About six of us stayed in a very large family room and we all had our stash of beers, but Cam had a large tin of apple juice. Brian Mortimer & I swiped it when Cam wasn't looking. We wrapped it with a tensor bandage and placed a lamp shade on top of it, and Cam was going crazy trying to find it. We were in tears watching him pull the place apart looking for his tin of apple juice. We finally gave in and revealed the hiding place...Cam laughed. When I think of Cam it is bitter-sweet....on one side I wish he was still with us...on the other, I was honoured to have known him.
From Beverley Turner (nee Anderson) on September 17th, 2012
Cam's passing at an early age brings truth to the saying that the good die young. He was my brothers best friend and spent alot of time at our home. He was truly a kind and gentle soul. We were blessed to have known Cam.
From Bruce Milne on September 11th, 2012
Cam will always be someone who just pops up in your memory several times per year. A gentle giant who knew when force was needed whether it was rugby, wresting, or football. For all you out there you must remember Cam and his cars? Always something wrong, always a hole in the gas tank with no working gas gauge. Pushing the car up Moodie drive after a day at work or a golf game. He has been missed.
From Peter Ruddy on November 4th, 2012
40 years ago Cam and I played on this 1972 Bell football team. The 2012 50th Reunion stirred up alot of great memories. Sitting in the stands to watch the alumni rugby game brought alot of them to the surface ... if the smell of the field didn't do it, the sudden, intense gust of wind, which came out of nowhere did. It was like Cam was letting us know he was there in spirit too. Miss you buddy!
Mr. Thomson was my favourite teacher during my years at Bell (1977-1982). He taught me how to write backwards, he told great stories and jokes, and he made science interesting. I hadn't wanted to take science at all when I entered high school, and in part because of him, I wound up doing three science degrees, including a PhD.
The best are truly taken from us too soon.
Rest ye well, Mr. Thomson. You made a difference.
From Ian Green on January 31st, 2011
Ian Green 31 Jan. 2011
I had Mr. Thomson, for Gr. 12 chemistry. He had a great sense of humour, and always looked forward to going to the class. He knew his stuff. He was always very approachable, and friendly. He was another person that left us far too early!
From Kenneth Kingsbury on February 7th, 2011
I didn't have Claude as a teacher at Bell but had him as a football coach; as a rugby teamate for a decade or so; as my captain on his sailboat when press-ganged into the crew; and always as a friend.
Thanks, Claude, for everything you gave to me, and to so many others!
From Chris MacDonald on February 14th, 2011
Mr. Thomson was definitely one of my favourite teachers. I had him for science and home-room in grade 10 (1970-71). I remember the day he was handing out our school photos during home-room. He was giggling as he looked at my picture because the photographer had caught me with my tongue sticking out. Such a nice and gentle man.
From Peter Ruddy on March 1st, 2011
I planted a maple tree in his memory, outside his office years ago. I was by it the other day and it looks great! It gives me an excuse to reflect on such a great person. He had a great sense of humour... he would understand the irony of the picture I include (a lot like me when I was at Bell!). He was a great football coach. I'm sure he was glad I was on offense (he handled the "D"). And years later, when I would visit the school, there would be a big smile and hand shake to greet me. Such a kind and gentle man!
From Geoff Chafe on March 9th, 2011
I was very saddened to see Claude's name in the memorial page. He was a great teacher, football coach and fellow rugby player. I will always remember his broken nose playing rugby. The worst one I ever saw. I can only echo Ken Kingsbury and say thank you Claude for all you gave to me. You proved to be a great example on how to treat people. RIP my friend.
From Paul & Jennifer Kasouf on April 18th, 2011
Little need be said about such a wonderful man. Those who had the privelege of calling him friend know this.
From Kat. Sainthill on August 9th, 2011
Such a great teacher, a great friend, & an all around super guy - whether teaching a class or sharing a beer after a rugby game, you could never find better. Claude "Mr. Thompson" was one of a kind!
From Sandra Kelly (Brown) on April 3rd, 2012
Steve and I often remember the time that you and Madeline took us for an overnight sail on your sailboat and how Steve was claustrophobic in his bunk and how we all changed beds in the middle of night and giggled like kids and how you had us all change our seats at breakfast to make fun of it. Great times.... We were also so pleased that you made it up to the lake for a weekend not long before you passed away. We know how much you appreciated the time by the water that weekend. We miss you friend. Sandra and Steve Brown
From Gail Henderson on June 12th, 2012
Mr. Thompson was my grade 9 general science teacher. He was a hard act to follow if you were a science teacher. One day, he asked us to identify signs of infection. The boring ones were given: fever, redness, etc. I contributed "pus". He got all excited and wrote it on the blackboard in big letters. Apparently he wasn't grossed out - just the students were! A couple of years later, during spirit week we had Sports Day. Mr. Thompson came dressed in rugby clothes - torn, dirty rugby clothes. On his back was a sign: "Give blood, play rugby." I'll never forget him.
From Tim Mallory on August 9th, 2012
Claude came to Bell as the youngest teacher to have taught there. He had taken his university at Loyola in Montreal and played football for them, earning his position as first-line offensive guard for their football team, at the age of 16. On his arrival to Bell, he was only 4 or 5 years older that many of the kids he taught and athletes he coached. However, Claude was much wiser than his years and was a great mentor for many of us. Claude was a dedicated wrestling coach and also completed in some of the wrestling tourneys that we would travel to. Claude was also an excellent defensive football coach and played in the "pack" for our Lynwood rugby team. I also had Claude as my biology teacher for a few years and truly believe that my football & wrestling coach was very lenient when giving me passing grades in biology....I wasn't a stellar student. My brother Robin and I went to visit Claude a week before his passing and even through his severe medical issues, he remained a warm, happy, positive person to the end. We've raising many a glass to Claude and will many times in the future. His was a great person.
From Jim Whiteside on September 21st, 2012
Claude and I arrived at Bell in September 1969. Although a rookie and a few years younger than me we soon became good friends, rooming together in our second year at Bell. He introduced me to the night life in Quebec (weekends in Montreal, weeknights in Hull); I introduced him to rugby by convincing him to call a meeting of his football players and wrestlers from which the first Bell rugby team was formed. (Lost first game away to Laurentian, won the rematch at home). Unforeseen by me was the passion with which Claude was to take up rugby, contributing so much to the school over the years.
From Jim Whiteside on September 21st, 2012
Claude was a true friend, the only staff member who knew how serious my courtship of "Miss Waldorf" was and kept it to himself. I left Bell in 1976 and we saw each other less frequently with the passing years (raising families, etc) but when we would meet it was like no time at all had passed. Claude was like a brother to me and I thought in retirement we would get closer again, we'd go to Twin Elm and reminisce over a beer or two, he'd take me sailing, I'd take him golfing. 'Twas not to be - I miss him every day.
Peacefully in hospital on November 23, 2011 at the age of 82. Predeceased by his first wife Joan Trepanier and their son David Paul. Also predeceased by his second wife Dolores (nee Smith). Loving father to Jennipher and Patrick. He will be sadly missed by his family and friends in Toronto, Ottawa, and Norway Bay. Donald was a passionate educator, lover of golf, a lifelong advocate of the arts and an active participant in theatre. Friends may pay respects at the Kelly Funeral Home 585 Somerset St. W. (centretown) on Sunday from 2 to 5pm and 7 to 9pm. Funeral to Blessed Sacrament Church Monday for Mass of Christian Funeral at 10am. In memoriam donations to the Canadian Cancer Society appreciated.
Don Torney was one of those teachers you never forget. Don taught Drafting---coached football--producd our concerts and mentored many a young lad throughout his life. We had a golf tournament a couple of years ago and Don attended. Paula said to me at the time " I never realized the effect one teacher could have on so many". I distinctly remember Stan Adams coming in and exclaiming "where is he--where is he ?" That fall we all went for a visit at his Norway Bay cottage---a thoroughly enjoyable afternoon. Don will be greatly missed; I can just hear him telling the St. Peter Football Team---"make a hole big enough that your grandmother can run through!"
God Bless Don.
From Brian Preston on July 5th, 2012
I remember him in the 60's and I actually was lucky enough to get in touch with him by phone at Norway Bay when I was referred to him trying to track down another teacher at the time, Rod Grant, my English teacher. While the leads didn't pan out it was nice to chat with Don (I almost said Mr. Torney in a flashback moment!) sharing some past memories.
I first met Bill Treleavan in public school in Soest (West) Germany in 1959. We were army kids starting grade six. The 1959-60 school year book noted that Bill was well liked and that he dreamed of being a jet pilot. We had a common interest in model rail road building as a lot of boys did in those days. Military families often move. Our paths crossed again the summer of 1962. We started at Bell (1962-63) in the same grade nine home room class. I remember Bill as friendly, quiet and clever. He enjoyed sports in particular running and basketball. I have fond memories of Bill as 'captain' of his family's home made catamaran with a few neighbourhood boys as crew. On a hot day Bill would take us out to the middle of the Ottawa River - off Crystal Beach, where we fearlessly or foolishly, dove and swam off the drifting catamaran. It was great fun. Thank you Bill!!
Peacefully, in hospital with his family by his side, on Saturday, December 10, 2011 at the age of 70 years. Beloved husband of Elaine (née McKenny). Proud and loving father of James and Ryan (Millie). Cherished grandpa of Aurore and Kora. Dear brother of Thane (Helen), Marcia (Terry) and Sharon. Friends may call at the Garden Chapel of Tubman Funeral Homes, 3440 Richmond Road, Nepean (between Bayshore Dr. and Baseline Rd.) on Friday, December 16, 2011 from 11:00 am until time of service which will be held in the Chapel at 12 noon, followed by a reception. In lieu of flowers, a donation to Muscular Dystrophy Canada – Ottawa Chapter would be appreciated.
Hugh was a phys-ed teacher at Bell from roughly the late 60's to about the 80's. He must have been about 30 when he stated at Bell.
Even though I was not too keen about phys-ed Mr. Waldie made it better. RIP
From Peter Ruddy on December 19th, 2011
I was lucky enough to play on the best football team I ever played on, in the fall of 1972, coached by Mr.Waldie (and Mr.Thomson). He was a great coach, respected by many of these fine young men. So much so that many of us from that team went up to work on his cottage. We even gave him a poster-size picture of the team to hang there, as a thank you for getting us so far that year. He was also a mentor to me. He took me aside, as I was saying good-bye in 1974 to tell me he would remember me most for my guitar playing. We were lucky at Bell... we had some great teachers, and Mr.Waldie was one of them. Thank you sir. I'll miss you at the reunion. Until we meet again.
Despite being an outstanding teacher Karen loved being a stay at home mom - she was independent in her thinking and happy with her choices.
She was an amazing cook and her dinner parties were the stuff of legend. This eventually led her to write a cookbook which was published about 20 years ago. (Be My Guest, out of print but maybe available on eBay). She resisted suggestions that she publish a second cookbook but was working sporadically on a book devoted to raising children.
She was always politically active and got very involved in numerous election campaigns. She seemed to have some reporters on the email equivalent of speed dial and was quick to fire off a message if she felt there was a wrong to be 'righted'.
In the last few years her passion was devoted to her poetry website (the Belvedere Room) which had grown significantly over time, a tribute to her encouragement and support of would be poets.
I was so sad to find out about Mrs Whiteside's passing. She was a memorable teacher. A true teacher - so skilled and gifted. I have fond memories of my two years of Latin that I had with her. I learned so much during those years. And yes still to this day I think of her and our Latin Christmas choir. I still remember Jingle Bells(Tintinabula) and Adeste Fideles. She made Latin one of my favourite classes for which I am so grateful that I took. I think of her and the Paul Henderson Hockey series with the USSR when she taught us the hockey terms in Russian. The little things she did that brought such relevance to the classroom. Concepts that had previously been hard to grasp became so clear and understandable in her classroom. I could go on with more but I shall close with a simple" Thank you Mrs Whiteside for all that you did. I consider myself blessed to have been privileged to have had you as a teacher. You are truly missed" My condolescences to your family.
From Chris Adams on March 5th, 2011
Mrs. Whiteside (Miss Waldorf) truly left a page in my high school book of memories. She instructed me at Bell High for two years of Latin from 1969-71. She was a terrifically thoughtful and innovative teacher and truly held a desire to see her students achieve. As you were you will always be treasured forever in our memory.
From Peter Ruddy on November 14th, 2011
I remember Mrs. Whiteside as a wonderful person, a beautiful young woman when she was dating Mr. Whiteside, also a wonderful person, with a very dry sense of humour! It was during this stage of their lives that I have my fondest moment. I was sitting with some chums in a glass hallway, near the foyer when the two of them walked by holding hands. I looked directly at Mr. Whiteside and said "Kiss you, I don't even know you". He was dumbfounded and speachless, but Ms. Waldorf started to laugh and just couldn't stop. Actually, we were all in stitches. Just another fond memory of two special teachers at Bell High ... no wonder I loved the school so much.
Brian Wiens was a fantastic person taken from us far too early.
From Ross MacLean on September 5th, 2011
Brian had a smile for everyone and everything. Even when I crashed his motorcycle.......and his car. We both moved away and lost contact. We grew up together and it hurts that he isn't with us any more.
From Garry Foster on November 30th, 2011
Brian, we schooled together from grade 3 I believe and used to get into all that great mischief together. You were fun and a big tall invincible mountain to me. We had so much fun at your home when everyone was away. We tobogganned, played football, hockey, and rode our bikes together. I have several pics of you at our under 10 birthday parties...you looked like a tall blond Swede! RIP Brian and thanks for the memories...
From Garry Foster on November 30th, 2011
Brian helping me blow out my 10 birthday candles...what a buddy! Probably just wanted to get on with the eating stage...hope his family sees this delightful expression!
From Donna White (Taylor) on October 1st, 2012
A real gentleman, I’m sure Brian taught everyone in Crystal Beach to drive a standard on his little green Volkswagen. Ross, you weren’t the only one to have an accident. Mine cost $25.00 to replace the right fender when I ran into Mom and Dad’s car in the driveway and pushed it into the garage.
It surprised me to learn, sometime in my upper grades, that Ms. Wilkinson had a Master's degree in science!
From Lorne Beaton on May 6th, 2011
I always liked Miss Wilkinson. She never seemed to become annoyed with anything.
You might be surprised to know that in 1939 she worked under F. Banting and C. Best, the co-discovers of insulin.
From Ann Murphy (Vervoort) on May 13th, 2012
To this day I can still remember Miss Wilkinson teaching us about orograhic (relief) rainfall on Canada's West Coast in grade nine geography way back in 1962. I went on to teach orographic rainfall! I also seem to remember lots of pleated wool skirts and a red blazer. She was a wonderful librarian although I do remember that she kept all the books on sex locked up. How times have changed
From Dorothy Wigmore on June 6th, 2012
Madeline Wilkinson was a friend of my mother's from their childhood, if I remember rightly. Always thought of her as pretty straight-laced but caring. Librarians are such important people, whether in a school or elsewhere. Can still see her in my mind's eye: short, white hair and bluish glasses (I think), with a brightly-coloured (red?) suit.
From Brian Preston on July 5th, 2012
Sad to hear of her passing. I can remember her as a petite and quiet individual - what I expected in a librarian. I was surprised to read Lorne Beaton's account that she worked with Banting and Best. If only I had known in the 60's at Bell, I would have told her about doing a paper in Grade 5 in Toronto about the discovery of insulin. My father told me to call him as he was still practicing in Toronto and get the first hand answers to my questions. He quite graciously called me back and I got an A on the assignment.
From Robert Mortimer on September 6th, 2012
Madeline Wilkinson and her library were a gentle harbour away from a stormy sea. I think she probably did more to keep me in school than any other teacher during my Bell years , a number of years ago I was delighted to see her at another Bell reunion and thank her and give her a well deserved hug . A lady I found easy to love despite her love affair with the Dewey Decimal System and a fondness for cats. I am certain that she was warmly welcomed by her peers at the big card catalogue in the sky.
From Rob Mauchel on September 23rd, 2012
I never really got to know Miss Wilkinson, but considering how seriously she took keeping the library quiet and orderly, I remember her having to put up with a lot of troublesome kids. I myself was normally pretty good, but couldn't help but notice a particular oversight in her methods.
If you tried to leave the library before the class period was over, she used to say, "I'm sorry, but if you want to leave, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until the bell rings". But on the flip side, if you got too disruptive talking with your friends, she would say, "I'm sorry, but if you keep that up, I'm afraid you'll have to leave." So the solution if you wanted to leave before the bell rang was simply to talk loudly with your friends! She eventually caught on to that though, and later started sending such boisterous kids to the principal's office...
Well now that Miss Wilkinson has left us and her precious library herself, what are we to take from this little story? Well, as John Donne said, "No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. Any man's [or in this case woman's] death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."
Thomas Marshall Williams, son of John Elliott Williams and Jessie Crawford Hepburn, died 6 March 2011 at his home in Kamloops, BC.Tom was born 7 December 1952 in Oshawa Ontario.He is survived by his mother and three brothers; John of La Ronge, SK, Robert (Lyn Paterson) of Coaldale, AB and David (Christine) of Ottawa, ON.Tom studied geology at Queens University and spent his career in mining and mineral exploration.
Greg was my next door neighbour and one of my (and my sister Diane's) best friends. We had years of fun together and got into our share of trouble. I miss him very much and think of him all the time still. RIP Greg. I'll never forget you.
From Wayne Routledge on October 1st, 2012
Greg, we laughed and enjoyed some wonderful carefree times. I so wanted to be there for you, when the darkness began to close in. I hope some consolation was found in my words, though at times- hollow they must have seemed to ring.
I am glad to have been your friend, and shared the fun and crazy days of Pam, Rhonda, Diane and others. Peace.
From Kathy Kelly (Shayanpour) on October 3rd, 2012
I often think of Greg...a friend, neighbour. We had so much fun hanging out with the gang,,,Rhonda, The Crandalls and all of the fun we had with Venturers and Rangers...the camping trips! We did have a lot of "adventures".. When I saw you downtown Ottawa, one night, I didnt realize that would be the last time I would see you. I am sure you bring a special fun to the angels up there...of that, I have no doubt. I am sorry you are not here anymore, but the memoires of you will last in my heart forever!
Dino was a wonderful, fun and talented (music) young man who left this earth too early from a car crash. He celebrated Grade 8 Graduation like it was High School, as if he wouldn't be there. Our families (parents) were friends since before he was born. Dino's brother now lives in B.C. Parents should never have to say goodbye to their children. Dino, you are missed and remembered.