Obituaries tend to be published in local papers and may well not be seen by many of our members. Where possible, this page will post the obituaries of deceased members of RALU, and others, both for the information of members and for archival purposes. We apologize to families for the fact that sometimes we are not aware of obituaries until well after their publication, there being no standard system by which we are informed of such events.
Pradip Ranjan Sarbadhikari
May 4th, 1938 – June 7th, 2020
Note: In place of a formal obituary, we were made aware of a Facebook entry by his son Probir Sarbadhikari, which is a memorial essay in celebration of his life. It is a wonderful tribute.
“I’m sad to say that my father, Pradip Sarbadhikari, passed away last night from complications with Alzheimer’s. Although he had been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s a dozen years ago, looking back at the big picture we realized that he had been suffering from it a dozen years before that. Alzheimer’s, it’s a hell of a disease.
He was born and raised in a prominent Bengali family in Calcutta, as it was at the time. His family had been very fortunate in that my dad was able to attend the best schools in Calcutta (St. Xavier’s, where I also went for a couple of years here and there), and Presidency College. When he was about 20 he moved to London, England, to attend and graduate from the London School of Economics, with a MA in Political Science and another in Economics. From there he went on to do his Ph.D. in Poli Sci at the University of the Utrecht, in the Netherlands.
True story…and skip over it if we’ve run more than an hour together and you’ve heard the best, “How did they meet story” ever. My parents were both students in London in the mid 1950’s. Queen Elizabeth had just been coroneted a few years before. She regularly held garden parties at one of the palaces for different segments of the population. In this instance, the Queen had invited foreign students to Buckingham Palace. My parents were next to each other in the receiving line without knowing who each other were. When it was my dad’s turn to meet the Queen, she asked where he was from. “From Calcutta, India” he said. “Well, that’s the land of Rabindranath Tagore”, (one of the most famous of Indian poets, and proudly Bengali), she said without hesitation. She is a very well read person. They spoke for a few seconds then he moved on and the next person in line was up. “Where are you from my dear”, said Queen Elizabeth to my mom. “I’m from Madrid, Spain”. Without losing a beat Queen Elizabeth said, “…that’s the land of Cervantes. You and the gentleman in front of you both come from great literary traditions. You have a lot in common.” So Queen Elizabeth introduced these brown and white 23 year olds to each other. A few years later they were married, and the rest is history, as they say. They were married for 58 years.
After completing their studies in London they moved to Calcutta in the early 1960. I can’t imagine the cultural shock my mom would have experienced. A 4’11 white blonde 28 year old woman moving to Calcutta. They lived there for a couple of years while my dad taught at Presidency College (where he had been a student before). In 1964 Lakehead University in Thunder Bay, Canada, was going to open. The year before that the establishing professors scoured the globe looking for new professors for this new university. One thing led to another and my father was offered a position at Lakehead. He packed his bags and went to Thunder Bay in 1964, to begin teaching in the first term of Lakehead University. My mom, and sister Paloma, who was born in Calcutta, joined him a few months later.
As much as I marvel at my mom moving to Calcutta, I similarly marvel at this little interracial family moving to Thunder Bay. To put what they did in perspective, interracial marriages were illegal in most of the US. Schools were still segregated. In 1964 the National Guard had to escort black students to “white” schools in the US. Non white emigrants in Canada was almost non existent at the time. It was a completely different time than it is now. This academic Indian and lively Spaniard were trailblazers without knowing that they were.
I was born in Port Arthur, on July 1st, 1967, which also happens to be Canada Day. My parents, and myself for as long as I can remember, have been very proud of this. My brother Prodpto (Pro) was born in Thunder Bay (as it was renamed) in 1970. My parents are the classic “Immigrant integrates and thrives” narrative. They love Canada and everything it has done for them with fierce pride. And in turn, Canada has become a better place because of them and people like them. Everyone won with my parents coming to Canada.
My dad taught at Lakehead University from the first day of school in 1964, until his retirement in 1999. My mom taught French for the Lakehead District School Board for about 30 years before retiring. He loved being a Professor, it was a role perfectly suited to him. He loved his subject matter, his colleagues, and most especially his students, or “other children” as he called them. In his 35 years of teaching, rarely did a week go by when that we didn’t have a student, professor, visitor, visiting academic, someone, anyone, having dinner with us. He truly loved all of them and nothing gave him greater pleasure than helping them find themselves and getting them on their way.
One of the most memorable events in my life was a driving trip from Thunder Bay to Disney in Florida in 1976. As we drove to Florida we stopped at various universities along the way, most notably Kent State, where the National Guard had shot and killed four students during a protest two years before that. At these universities we would check out the Poli Sci department, the Student Union building, the bookstore, and the library. I thought all families did this on vacation until my wife told me otherwise in the 1990’s. Two other notable stops along the way – Plains, Georgia, home of Jimmy Carter, who was President at the time. It was a softer and gentler world than it is now. Politics were not the ugly sport that we now play. In Plains we gassed up our huge 1976 Caprice Classic at Billy Carters gas station. Billy Carter was Jimmy’s somewhat drunkard hick brother. He actually pumped our gas. Where’s Jimmy we asked. Well, as it turns out, Jimmy Carter and his administration were playing a friendly game of baseball against the media. We went to their local diamond and there he was. We were in the very small handful of spectators so we shook hands with the POTUS, the Secretary of this, and Governor of that, the guys from 60 minutes, et al. One more stop in Atlanta to see Martin Luther King’s church. While we were standing outside it and my dad was explaining the significance of MLK, an old black gentleman in a white suit was eavesdropping. When my dad finished speaking old black dude introduced himself, he was Martin Luther King, Sr, father of Junior, and told us that my dad did a great job eulogizing MLK.
Another story that is probably true, and even if it isn’t I want to believe that it is. My parents were at a party in Thunder Bay. The wife of a local doctor was shit talking Lakehead Unviersity. She was sending her kids to an university in southern Ontario because what kind of education could you get at Lakehead, I mean, what kind of person would teach somewhere as backwoods as Thunder Bay. My mom heard her saying this, and smiled at her and said, “I know exactly how you feel. What kind of person would come to Thunder Bay to teach. Must be a second tier professor. You know, just like doctors are here. That’s why when we need to see a doctor we go to southern Ontario, what kind of second tier doctor would practice medicine in Thunder Bay”. I don’t know how that ended, but I like to think that there was pin drop silence, and somewhere far off you could hear a loon cry, before the other party goers clapped for my mom and the doctor’s wife’s face burned in shame. Do not shit talk Lakehead University or Thunder Bay.
My parents moved to Toronto when they retired and Prodypto and I were here. He enjoyed his grandchildren and his retired academic life here. He would go to lectures at the University of Toronto, and try to stay involved but his behavior became increasingly erratic.
I’m going to stop here because I want to remember him at his best. He was a good father, good husband, good son, good professor, and a good friend to many.”
Richard MacGillivray (Dick)
July 1939 – June 2020
It is with sadness that the MacGillivray family announce the death of Sidney Richard MacGillivray, aged 80 years, in the early morning hours of Sunday June 7, 2020 at the Arnprior and District Memorial Hospital in Arnprior, Ontario. Born in July of 1939 in Saint John, New Brunswick, Richard was an only child raised in austerity following the great depression and the dawn of WWII. A graduate of Saint John High School in 1957, Richard pursued further education at the University of New Brunswick, where he was earned Bachelor of Arts and Master’s Degrees in English literature. In 1963 Richard accepted a position as a sessional lecturer at the Lakehead College of Arts, Science and Technology in Port Arthur, Ontario, becoming a founding member of the new Lakehead University faculty. These were heady days of starting a family and completing his doctorate through the University of Alberta. Richard was a devoted professor of English literature whose dry wit and ability to engage and relate literary texts to today’s world inspired countless students who passed through his lecture halls; he also proved an able administrator on various committees and governance bodies throughout his tenure. His scholarly works and papers, although not numerous, are noted for their clarity in purpose, original perspective and compelling theses covering extraordinarily varied areas of expertise. Richard was a stalwart professor of Lakehead University’s Department of English for over 39 years. Predeceased by his parents Sidney Lloyd MacGillivray and Eva Turcotte (nee McCutcheon), Richard will be missed by children Keith (Hilary), Lisa (Evan), Blair (Renee), and devoted friend and wife of 58 years, Nancy Gorham, and his companion of recent years, Betty Rumball. Dearly-loved “Grampie” to Olivia, Abigail, Maggie, Erin, Owen, Liam and Grace. Richard is also survived by his cherished uncle Everett MacGillivray, aged 95 years, of Toronto, Ontario. Final care and arrangements have been entrusted to the Pilon Family Funeral Home and Chapel Ltd., 50 John Street North, Arnprior. A service for Richard be held at a later date. In lieu of flowers, donations in memory of Richard may be made to the Northern Cancer Fund Thunder Bay Regional Health Sciences Foundation.
“And they belonged to that very small class of persons who still read, who have mind and leisure to find companionship in books.“
George Robert Gissing (1857-1903)
Stanley George Andrew Magwood (Stan)
February 12, 1934 – May 6, 2020
It is with deepest sorrow that we announce the passing of our beloved Stanley, at the age of 86 years, due to Covid-19 disease in a long term care facility in Ottawa.
He was the beloved husband of Kathleen for 60 years and a kind and loving father to his children James (Kristina), Jennifer (Kevin), and Michael. He greatly loved and enjoyed his grandchildren Anna, Zola, Patrick and Andrew and great grandchildren Lilyan and Samantha. He will be greatly missed by his family and his many relatives and friends.
Stanley was born in Scott, Saskatchewan February 12, 1934. He was the youngest of 8 children of Hilliard and Ethel Magwood. He had five sisters and two brothers, all of whom had passed away before Stanley died. His family moved to Ottawa in the 1950’s where Stanley attended the University of Ottawa (where he met Kathleen Kapros) and received a Ph.D. in physiology in 1963. He did post-doctoral research with the NRC in Ottawa from 1963-65.
Stanley was offered a professorship at Lakehead University in 1965 where he greatly enjoyed his teaching years until 1982. He served as Chairman of the Biology Department for three years starting in 1975. Stanley spent the 1974/75 academic year on sabbatical in Sydney Australia researching frog thyroid function at the CSIRO while he and his family adjusted to life down under.
During our years in Thunder Bay, Stan, as he was known, was very active in the community, particularly with the local scouting organisation. He served in a variety of leadership roles in the district and in his local troop. He was active in camping and canoeing activities, including the yearly Voyageur’s Rendezvous which he helped organise. Stan’s other great passions were carpentry and gardening. He never failed to leave any home in better condition than he found it.
Stan retired from Lakehead University in 1983 after a three-year leave during which he worked on contract with the World Health Organization to prepare pesticide data sheets. He was hired by the Department of Health and Welfare and worked as a toxicologist on pesticides and later on drugs, particularly those for treating AIDS, until his retirement in 1998. He attended numerous conferences including one in Moscow which he found particularly memorable.
During the years before and after his retirement, he volunteered with the British Isles and the Ontario genealogical societies and received a variety of awards for his contributions to their work. He also helped kindle a passion for family genealogy in Anna and Patrick.
Stanley enjoyed a long and full life. We have been comforted in his loss by the many reflections of those who knew him. So many of you have noted that, most of all, he is remembered as a kind and gentle man. A service of remembrance will be held at Cole Funeral Services when we can once again gather together.
Published on May 30, 2020
Anita Beltran Chen
Dr. Anita Beltran Chen, age 89 years, resident of Thunder Bay, passed away on Thursday, January 2, 2010 in Thunder Bay Regional Health Sciences Centre.
Anita was born on October 10, 1930 in Talisayan, Misamis Oriental, Phillipines. She moved to Thunder Bay in 1964, where she was the Founding Chair of the Department of Sociology and Anthropology at Lakehead University.
On December 11, 1998 she was the recipient of the Pamana Ng Filipino Award, conferred by the Philippine President in Malacnang Palace, Manila.
She was the Chartered Founder and first President of the Filipino-Canadian Association of Thunder Bay.
She was a longtime member of Trinity United Church and was a member of the choir there.
Anita is survived by her husband Min-sun; brother Ernesto; as well as numerous nieces and nephews in the US and Philippines.
She was predeceased by her parents Gerardo and Felisa Beltran; siblings Consolacion, Benita, Pacita, Gregoria, Encarnacion and Alejandro.
Funeral services will be held on Wednesday, January 8, 2020 at 11:00am in Trinity United Church. Interment will take place in Riverside Cemetery. Visitation will be held on Tuesday evening from 6:00 to 8:00 in EVEREST FUNERAL CHAPEL, 299 Waverley Street at Algoma.
If friends desire, memorial donations in memory of Anita may be made to Trinity United Church.
Peter Hans Seyffert, PhD, 85, of Thunder Bay, ‘shuffled off this mortal coil’ at home on November 27, 2019 surrounded by family and close friends. He is predeceased by two wives, Henriette Seyffert in 1986 and Ann Osborn-Seyffert in February of this year. He is survived by two sons, Mike and Chris, multiple grandchildren and extended family in Germany. Peter was a perennial presence both in the language department at LU and as a member of the union’s negotiating committee. A patron of many charities, he was generous and kind. He qualified for the Medical Assistance in Dying and was his irreverant self to the final moment. Ever one to know what he wanted, he had no hesitation and looked forward to release from his suffering. His gain is our loss and we feel it acutely.
Online condolences may be made through www.nwfainc.com
September 20 2019. On a beautiful misty morning, we said goodbye to an amazing woman in her 75th year after a short illness. Bonny was born in New Brunswick and came to Ontario as a toddler following WWII following her father’s service in the army. After a stay in Nipigon her family relocated to Port Arthur (Thunder Bay) where she resided her entire life. After graduation from Lakeview High School, Bonny married the love of her life David and together they welcomed the arrival of Jason and Gerry. Being a master multi-tasker, Bonny was able to participate in the boys activities, advance in her demanding career and always have time to entertain family and friends both at their home in town and at their family camp at Amethyst Harbour. Bonny loved spending summers at the lake and will be missed by the Amethyst community. Bonny retired from Lakehead University as Paymaster where she met many lifetime friends and also served on the board of governors. Even after retirement, Bonny stayed active in their retirees association serving as treasurer. Bonny continued to help countless friends and family with their tax and estate paperwork always staying on top of the latest income tax rules. Left to cherish Bonny’s memory are “her boys” Jason (Bonnie) and Gerry (Tammy) and her treasured grandchildren Bradley, A.J. and Mia. Bonny is also survived by brothers Blayne and Roy (Freda) Matchett, sisters Beverley Green and Cara Leigh Matchett, brother-in-law Fred Wigmore, numerous nephews and nieces, cousins and special god-daughter Karin Axent-Saipovski. Bonny was predeceased by her beloved husband David, parents Roy and Ida (Ted) Matchett, in-laws Robert and Helmi Wigmore, brother-in-law Robert Green and sister-in-law Laura Wigmore. We would like to thank Bonny’s “care-team”especially Penny, Karen, Melanie, Irene & Melissa, along with the countless friends and family members who have offered such support. A special thank you also to the staff of TBRHSC 1A and the wonderful, caring nurses and physicians of St. Joseph’s Hospice for her comfort and care. According to Bonny’s wishes there will be no formal service. In lieu of flowers, if so desired, donations to Hospice Northwest or St. Joseph’s Foundation of Thunder Bay would be greatly appreciated.
Dr. Ann Osborn Seyffert
On Monday, February 25, 2019, Dr. Flora Elizabeth Ann Osborn-Seyffert, passed away at the age of 80. She is survived by her husband Peter, her brother Rick (Saundra) and Linda (resident of Nassau). Her youngest sister Sylvia (Bruce Locke) died a short time ago. She is also survived by a niece (Beth Locke) and three nephews, (James and Matthew Osborn) and Rod (Locke), and seven grandnieces and grandnephews. Ann was born on October 17, 1938 in Timmins, Ontario to Rod and Flora (Carson) Osborn. She received a PhD in Music from Ohio State University in 1986, and pursued a musical career as an Associate Professor at both Western and Lakehead Universities, and privately as an organist at St. John’s Anglican Church in Thunder Bay. She had a passion for early traditional folk song which became the dissertation for her PhD. As a result, the famous Zoltan Kodaly, in 1970, invited her to attend the Liszt Academy in Budapest, Hungary to study his method for teaching children, which became her passion. In addition, Ann was a gifted athlete, a wonderful hostess, a great cook, and dedicated member of her church. For the past several months Ann has been a resident at Southbridge Roseview Manor.
Dr. George Kondor
On Monday, January 28th, 2019, Dr. George Andrew Kondor, Professor Emeritus of Economics at Lakehead University, passed peacefully surrounded by his loving family at the age of 85.
George was born on December 15, 1933 in Budapest, Hungary to Dr. János Kondor and Erzsébet Sándor. As a child of Jewish descent in Hungary, George survived the Holocaust with the aid of Raoul Wallenberg, who his father aided, and the protection of the Swedish government. George eventually found a love for applied mathematics and attained a Doctorate in (mathematical) Economics from Eötvös Loránd University in Budapest, Hungary. He was a principle researcher for the Economics Institute of the Hungarian Academy of Sciences and taught at Corvinus University in Budapest. His co-authored book Economic Efficiency and Shadow Prices (1965) was mandatory reading at Corvinus University (the economics university) for 28 years, and George appeared several times in the Who’s Who in Hungary. In the early 1970s George went to teach in Nigeria with his first wife, Ágnes, where his son Andrew was born. It was from Africa that George immigrated to Canada in 1974, after receiving the opportunity to teach at Lakehead University in Thunder Bay. In his new life in Canada, George later married Maria Seress (of Gyor, Hungary) on December 22, 1982, and their daughter Katherine was born soon after.
George’s passion for economics and math was obvious to all he met, as was his kind heart and willingness to help anyone, especially new Hungarian immigrants to Canada. He helped many people through charity, most especially children in need. He was known for his great storytelling of his fascinating life; his fantastic (although sometimes morbid) sense of humour; his love of children, dogs, and Hungarian salami; and his compassionate spirit. He was loved by all who knew him.
George was preceded in death by his father János, mother Bözsi, and several close friends. He is survived by his wife Maria; his children Andrew (Janina) and Kathy (András); his three grandchildren Evan, Ethan, and Eric; his sister Maria (known as Csöpi); nephews; several cousins; and close life-long friends.
The family would like to express their gratitude to the cancer clinic and palliative care unit at the Thunder Bay Regional Health Sciences Centre, most especially to Dr. Kathy Simpson. They would also like to thank the kindness and care of those at Bayshore, especially Linda Roussel and Paula. George expressed how he was overwhelmed by the love and support received from nurses and doctors in all areas of his care. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to Lakehead University for a scholarship being set up in George’s name, to the Canadian Cancer Society, or, simply, help others in need.
Dr. Bruce Minore
It is with great sadness and a deep sense of loss that the family announces the sudden passing of James Bruce Minore in his 73rd year. Beloved uncle to Deborah (Scott) and Kimberley (Paul) and his great nieces Kelly (Tanner), Marisa and Makena and Brother-in-law to Sandy in Ottawa. Predeceased by his parents John and Mildred and his brother Robert. Dr. J. Bruce Minore, founding Director and Professor Emeritus of Sociology at Lakehead University was a committed researcher, teacher, and mentor who made significant and lasting contributions to rural and remote health in Northwestern Ontario, Canada, and Internationally. His commitment to improving systems and services in the north through the Centre for Rural and Northern Health Research continues to be an inspiration to those who collaborated with him. Cremation has taken place and a private family internment will follow in his home town of Hamilton, Ontario. A Celebration of Life will be held on July 11th at 2:00pm at the Avila Centre, Lakehead University. In lieu of flowers, donations to the Centre for Rural and Northern Health Research or Lakehead University would be appreciated.
Dr. John Naysmith
It is with sad hearts that we announce the passing of Dr. John Naysmith.
Dr. Naysmith was a kind and gentle man who provided a few decades of service to Lakehead University, including as the Director of the School of Forestry and founding Dean of Lakehead’s Forestry department from 1988 to 1995. He taught for another 10 years after retiring and made many other contributions to the forestry industry. In 2011, Dr. Naysmith was named a Fellow of the University.
Dr. John Naysmith was recently honoured by the creation of the Naysmith Scholar on Friday, Sept. 30, 2016. A student who has completed their third-year of an Honours Bachelor of Science in Forestry or Honours Bachelor of Environmental Management will be named annually as the Naysmith Scholar. This student must demonstrate the values and principles that Dr. Naysmith embodied: including leadership, a willingness to listen, the ability to motivate and inspire others, and more.
Our sincerest condolences to John’s wife, Toie, and the Naysmith family.
While this is a sad loss for Lakehead University and the Naysmith family, his legacy will live on.
Chair, Board of Governors
Dr. Bill Graham. 1929-2017
Dr. William Muir Graham, born in Wainwright, Alberta, June 30th, 1929, died August 3, 2017 in Kelowna, British Columbia, aged 88. He was the son of Paul and Mildred (Maxwell) Graham and the youngest of four children; his three sisters predeceased him. Bill studied biology at the University of Alberta (Edmonton), the University of British Columbia (Vancouver), and the University of London (England), and was granted his Ph.D. in 1964 at St. Andrews University in Dundee, Scotland. Bill is survived by his beloved wife of 63 years, Margaret (née Barclay) Graham. They were married in Calgary Alberta in May 1955. They lived in Canada, Kenya, England, and Scotland and in their retirement travelled widely, covering most of the world. Bill is also survived by his three children, Janice, Douglas (France Marcoux) and Karen (Rick Durand) and five beloved grandchildren: Carl, Roslyn, Ruskin, Camille (José Barrios), and Stéphanie, as well many other extended family members and friends. He was a proud and devoted family man. Bill was a biologist, specializing in entomology. At the beginning of his career, he worked as a research scientist in Kenya on the behaviour and control of stored products pests, such as beetles and moths. He later taught biology at Lakehead University in Thunder Bay, Ontario. He loved teaching – he taught us all, his children, his grandchildren, and his students. His teaching goal was to inspire questioning and individual thinking. He was committed to learning and science, worshipped knowledge and facts, and was a gifted poet, essayist, and original thinker on countless topics.
Bill wished to be remembered by a poem of his favorite poet, Robbie Burns “Epitaph on my own friend and my father’s friend, Wm. Muir in Tarbolton Mill”:
An honest man here lies at rest,
As e’er God with his image blest;
The friend of man, the friend of truth,
The friend of age, and guide of youth:
Few hearts like his, with virtue warm’d,
Few heads with knowledge so informed:
If there’s another world, he lives in bliss;
If there is none, he made the best of this.
Tom Hazenburg 1932-2017
We regret to inform you of the passing of our husband, father and grandfather Gerrit (Tom) Hazenberg, Professor Emeritus, (Department of Forestry), Lakehead University. Born on November 15th, 1932 in Hoogeveen, the Netherlands, Tom died June 27th, 2017, Thunder Bay, Ont., Canada. He is survived by – Ottawa: Maryanne Hazenberg . Thunder Bay: Graydon Hazenberg and Terri Samson. Jasper: Saakje Hazenberg and Henkka Kuokkanen. Leysin: Audie Hazenberg and Serge Pfister. Wellington: Evan Hazenberg. Grandchildren: Max, Malaika and Ellie. A closed casket visitation was held at Sargent Funeral Home, 21 Court St. N., Thunder Bay Tuesday, July 4th, 5-7 pm. A celebration of life was held at Trinity United Church, 30 Algoma St. N., Thunder Bay, Wednesday, July 5th, 11 am. Instead of flowers, please consider a donation to the Northern Cancer Fund at the TBRHSF, or a charity of your choice.
Matt Stefureak 1937-2017
It is with deep sadness that his family announces the passing of Mathew Stefureak, on July 1, 2017 in the Georgian Bay General Hospital, Midland, ON of complications following his strong fight against cancer. Matt is survived by his soulmate and loving wife, Beverley, by his much loved family Mark (Vicki Yaltema) of Coquitlam, BC, Nancy (Gerry Coppola) of St. Catharines, and Lesley (Rob Morano) of Sudbury, as well as his very special grandson Jacob of St. Catharines. He is also survived by sisters Mary McDonald (Frank), and Victoria Martin, brother Willis, sisters-in-law Caren Baert (Al) and Jeanette Stefureak, and numerous nieces and nephews. Matt was predeceased by his Mom and Dad, Annie and, Peter, brothers Edward and John, sister Elizabeth Preddie, and grandson Luka Stefureak-Coppola. Cremation has taken place entrusted to Le Clair Funeral Home, funeral mass was celebrated in Midland on July 5. Celebration of Life is planned in Thunder Bay for August.
Matt was born in 1937 in Willingdon, Alberta and spent the formative years of his life on the prairies, first on the family farm and then in the small town of Hairy Hill. His love of Canadian prairie never waned and, on many road trips to Western Canada, one could sense his chest expanding to fill with good air as soon as we broke into Manitoba’s expansive plains. Matt left Alberta at 17 to seek adventure, and eventually ended up in Toronto, then in Ottawa dipping into the cloak and dagger in Canada’s Department of External Affairs. It was here that he crossed paths with Beverley — who recognized quality in a man when she met him and decided further work abroad could be postponed until Matt also recognized quality in a woman. Matt and Bev were married in Toronto on September 3, 1966, returning to Ottawa that autumn for Matt to continue part-time studies at Carleton. He graduated with his BA in Political Science and Diploma in Public Administration in 1968 the same year that he welcomed the birth of his son, Mark.
Matt resumed working with Bell Canada for a year until presented with the opportunity for Department of Education Teacher Training in summer classes. This led to an interim contract to teach Business Education Studies at Hammarskjold High School in Port Arthur, Ontario. Matt, Bev and Mark moved to Port Arthur/Fort William in June 1969 and were soon warmly welcomed into the active social life of Hammarskjold teachers. This is where Matt made lifelong friends in the profession and from where he always had the very best memories of the “Hammarskjold gang”. Matt’s family continued to grow with the arrival of Nancy in ’69 and Lesley in ‘73. He moved to Churchill as Head of Business and later to Hillcrest in the same post. Matt continued studies during these years and was awarded Masters of Education by Lakehead in 1986.
His thirst for adventure, however, was never quite quenched. In 1986/87 Matt took his first of several “three over four” leaves to travel Europe with his family in a VW camper van and small tent for six months. For the wonderful family memories and the invaluable lessons learned about other countries and cultures, Bev and each of his children thanked him many times. In 1991/92, he accepted a six-month post at the Canadian Overseas College in Singapore, followed by a two week visit to Eastern Australia and a second six-month camping tour of Europe and North Africa. In 1994/95, he returned to Singapore as Principal of the Canadian International School, and in 1997/98 he was off to Guangzhou, China to head the first OAC Ontario Program in Huamei International School. Retiring in 1998 Matt enjoyed twenty years of active life, in Toronto, St. Catharines, Thunder Bay and finally in Midland. Matt and Bev continued to travel, visiting England, Norway, Ireland, France, Egypt, Sri Lanka, Western Australia & Tasmania, Ecuador, Bali, Indonesia, Malaysia, Hong Kong, India, and wintering in southern Mexico for fourteen years. They were scheduled to depart June 21 for Panama City to transit the Panama Canal when Matt became ill. When he wasn’t abroad, Matt was busy on his acreage in Thunder Bay, enjoying a round with his golf buddies, a game with the Go-Slow curlers or following each second of Montreal Canadiens action. In 2015, Matt and Bev decided to move closer to family in Eastern Ontario and relocated to Midland, where he quickly developed a new group of golf buddies.
Throughout their life together, Matt and Bev were mutually supportive of each other’s dreams and he will be greatly missed as a partner. The love and respect Matt has earned from his children and grandchild is a testament to the love and support that he unfailingly provided to his family and he will be greatly missed as a father and a Grandad. “You can always tell where a beautiful soul has been by the tears and the smiles left behind.” There are many, many tears and there will be many, many smiles as the wonderful memories crowd out the deep sadness. In lieu of flowers, should anyone wish, donations may be made to the Royal Victoria Hospital Foundation in Barrie, Ontario, directed to the Cancer Centre.
Dr. Bill Eames 1929-2017
William Preston Eames passed away peacefully in his sleep on March 7th, 2017, at the age of 87, surrounded by family. Bill was reunited after six years with his beloved wife Jane. Ever kind and gentle, Bill guided us, often without words, in the virtues of humility and humour. He rarely spoke of himself except in glimpses. So we will speak for him. Bill was born in Minnedosa, Manitoba, on September 21st, 1929, the only child who survived, to Ada Croley and George Eames. Ada was a piano teacher, organist for the local United Church and the President of the Manitoba Music Teachers Association. George was an employee of CP railway. Although Bill never played an instrument he was brought up in a house of music and had a lifelong love of classical music and opera. During the Depression, Bill’s parents took in and fed many hungry and unemployed men. This interaction with others instilled in Bill an understanding that people who struggle or face hardship do not do so out of choice and that everyone has a story to tell. The first in his family to go to university and funding himself completely on scholarships, Bill went to Brandon College for chemistry and mathematics. Here he made lifelong friendships, was the class valedictorian and was recognized with many gold medals. He found he loved the simplicity and creativity of mathematics and went on to University of Manitoba and subsequently to Queens, where he completed his PhD in calculus at the age of 24. He (and friends) also blew off the back wall of Grant Hall the week before graduation in a beer experiment that went wrong. As part of the first group of international NSERC scholars, Bill moved to London to complete his postdoctoral work at Kings College, University of London. Bill loved the city, the theatre, his Austin Healey, and his pottery teacher, Jane Coles. They married and lived in Blackheath, having two children, Gillian and Madeleine. In 1966 they moved back to Canada settling in Thunder Bay (Port Arthur), Ontario. Jane, having lived in England her whole life, loved the expanse of the land and the rocky shores of Lake Superior. It was here that Tamsin and David were born. Bill was Chair of the math department at Lakehead University for many years where he had good friends and colleagues. He inspired many young people with his love of mathematics and creative ways of teaching. In 1977 Bill and Jane opened Aardvark Pottery, their functional earthenware ceramics studio. It was a house filled with musicians, potters, art, books, photography and sculpture. The family spent many summers camping across Canada, east and west, in a canvas Woods tent, rain or shine, although Bill would have preferred the occasional hotel. After his retirement in 1993, Bill and Jane travelled extensively, doing pottery workshops and travelling to Mexico. Bill took a position teaching in Gifu, Japan, for six months where he is remembered for having donned a red curly wig and presented himself as Anne of Green Gables. After Jane’s death in 2010, Bill lost his enthusiasm for all their shared interests. He moved to Salmon Arm, BC where he lived out his last years. Bill will always be remembered for his humour, his unlimited generosity and kindness and his quiet determination. He loved his grandchildren and we are lucky they were able to know him and will cherish the memories forever. They will always have their own stories about their “Grumps” or “Dada”. He will be lovingly remembered by his children, his many grandchildren, extended family in England and friends both near and far.
Mr. Don MacLean
A wonderful man and friend of many “went into that good night” on March 5, 2017 at St Joe’s Hospice. Don was born in Cadillac, Quebec, on Dec 27, 1941. Predeceased by his parents Ray and Marguerite MacLean, father and mother-in-law Dunlop and Audrey Wilson, and nephew Darryl Wilson. He is survived by Margaret his wife, soul mate and best friend of 51 wonderful years. He will be lovingly remembered by his in-laws, nieces and nephews: Ron and Jean Wilson (Patricia Hargreaves, Mark and Monica), Murray and Lynne Wilson (Patrick and Tracey, Keri and Billy Willan, Jeff), Robert and Carolyn Wilson ( Laura, Erin), Darlene and Don Seaver (Apryl Krienke, Lee Krienke), Luann and Ron Sainsbury (Drew), Sheila and Brad Arding and many Sevigny relatives in Quebec. Don gathered friends wherever he went. He was a gentleman – a kind, humble and hardworking man of great integrity. He had a heart of gold; he was wrapped in abundant love by both family and friends.
Don was Project Supervisor for the MTO building roads and bridges throughout Northwestern Ontario. He worked at the Toronto office in Downsview for two years while Margaret attended U of T and ended his career at the Thunder Bay office. After taking a Teaching Techniques course at George Brown College Don taught courses to MTO staff and was a Sessional Lecturer of computer science at Lakehead University for a number of years.
Don had a love for music, especially Country Western music. He loved playing guitar and writing songs. He and Brian Merritt played the bars in Thunder Bay and Northwestern Ontario. While working in Kenora he wrote “Beckett’s Village Inn” – the words displayed over the bar for many years until the hotel passed ownership. While at Lakeview High, Don was privileged to work the lights for Johnny Cash who remained his idol for the rest of his life. Don was a master builder for Cambrian Players building sets for the productions that Margaret was directing or acting in. Over the years they attended many theatre and music productions; Vegas being their favourite venue to enjoy world-renowned entertainers.
Don retired from the MTO in 1994 leaving time to travel throughout the world and adding many friends met during driving holidays, tours, and cruises. His bucket list was completed and he and Margaret returned to many of these favourite spots many times over.
A celebration of Don’s life will take place at the Dragon’s Den from 3-5pm on March 18. Special thanks to Sherri and Nadine and Dr. Bezanson at St Joe’s Hospice for making his last journey comfortable. If so desired a contribution can be made to the charity of your choice. Condolences can be sent to firstname.lastname@example.org
Dr Lisle A Thomson
SBStJ, CD, PhD, MScREC, DPE, LT/CMDR (Ret.), Professor Emeritus
April 15, 1936 – March 18, 2016
Beatti Sub Divo Morati – Blessed are those who dwell under the stars.
Dr. Lisle A. Thomson (SBStJ, CD, PhD, MScREC, DPE, LT/CMDR (Ret.), Professor Emeritus) passed away peacefully at Thunder Bay Regional Health Sciences Centre following a brief illness. Automobiles, Leisure, Leadership, and Community were the four corners that framed the picture of Dr. Thomson’s life adventures. His passion for the outdoors (dwelling under the stars) drove his professional achievements, from leading several fitness and recreation initiatives in his early years, to completing the world’s first PhD in Recreation Leadership, to founding Lakehead University’s Honours Bachelor of Outdoor Recreation Program (HBOR) in 1977, (another world’s first), and leaving the University as a Professor Emeritus in 1996. His call to service manifested in his twenties as he achieved the rank of Lieutenant in the Royal Australian Naval Reserves. Lt. Cdr. Thomson retired for the Royal Canadian Naval Reserve in 1991, having served as the Ontario Lieutenant Governor’s Aide de Comp during his time of service. Most recently, he split his time between his native Australia and Canada, spending his days Downunder with family and friends, and his days in The Great White North as a very active and entertaining member of the Thunder Bay Vintage Sports Car Club. Dad/Grandad is survived by his 3 children – Brennan (Lori) (Canada), Charmian (Jeff) (Australia), and James (Audrey) (Australia), and 7 grandchildren – Bennett & Sydney Thomson, Olivia & Julianne Crawford, and Liam, Briar & Andrew Thomson. Known and loved by all for his quick wit, clever puns, funny faces and sometimes ‘corny’ jokes, Lisle’s most impressive gift to the universe was his knowledge. If you were in his presence, it was likely you came away from the experience learning something about something, whether you wanted to or not. “Brilliant”, “Entertaining”, “Unique” – these are the words that best described Dr. Lisle A. Thomson. Now at his passing, we add “Deeply Missed”. A private internment will take place in Australia.
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David Lewis, Department of Languages, 1968-1975.
And many people shall go and say, Come ye, and let us go up to the mountain of the LORD, to the house of the God of Jacob; and He will teach us of His ways, and we will walk in His paths: for out of Zion shall go forth the law, and the word of the LORD from Jerusalem. And He shall judge among the nations, and shall rebuke many people: and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks: nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more.—Isaiah 2:3–4
David Lewis, professor and diplomat, died May 15, 2015, aged 83.
“Europe mirrors my life.”
If Europe’s identity is that of the old world looking to the future, then David Wilfrid Paul Lewis was definitely a dedicated European. His great passions were those of the continent’s high culture: oil painting, classical music and poetry. Yet Lewis was also a moral witness to Europe’s rebuilding. Experiencing World War II at a young age, Lewis knew that European integration was primarily a means to avoid another war in Europe. Thus, according to him, the European Union was one of the “greatest historical achievements of the 20th century”. This said, Lewis was no idealist. To some degree, he foresaw the reawakening of nationalism that currently threatens Europe. He also cared deeply about the preservation of national cultures, and the inherent dangers of total federalism.
Lewis participated in the European project directly and indirectly. After obtaining a B.A. Honours in French and German at The Queen’s College, University of Oxford, Lewis studied at the College of Europe, in Bruges – his class was named after Raoul Dautry, a French engineer and politician from the South of France. The College was a recent creation, founded in 1949 by the likes of Churchill and De Gasperi, along with pro-European Capuchin friars, to “promote a spirit of solidarity and mutual understanding between all the nations of Western Europe and to provide elite training to individuals who will uphold these values”. While at the College, Lewis was elected President of the Students and became friends with the Rector, Professor Hendrik Brugmans. It is here that Lewis converted from his father’s Methodism to the Roman Catholic faith and took the baptismal name of Paul.
From 1958 to 1968, Lewis worked as a diplomat at the Council of Europe in Strasbourg, France. He became an expert on issues that affected all of Europe: adult education, study abroad programs, and environmental protection. In addition to creating and managing international cooperation programs, Lewis sought to educate and inform the European public about the Council’s work. He took on lecturing assignments, drafted publication materials, and helped create a European Information Centre for Nature Conservation.
While Chair of the then Department of Modern and Foreign Languages at Lehigh University in Pennsylvania, and Director of the Lehigh Center for International Studies, Lewis wrote a book entitled “The Road to Europe”. It covered the European Union’s history, institutions and prospects. A the monograph’s two main topics were the consequences of integration for Eastern Europe and the United States – Lewis would continue to think about these issues for the rest of his career. This book, along with Lewis’ social ties to the College of Europe, brought him an offer to become the Vice-Rector and head of the College’s new campus in Warsaw. Lewis accepted the offer, and postponed his retirement to the South of France.
From 1994 to 1996, Lewis helped create and run this new institution, dedicated to forming a new generation of Europeans. At the end of the Cold War, many Eastern European states were eager to become members of the European Union, and the College was there to train those who aspired to work for the European Commission, Council and Parliament. After Lewis finally retired to Provence, to paint, travel and spend time with his wife and son, he published his final work. The 1999 co-edited conference proceedings entitled What Security for which Europe?: Case Studies from the Baltic to the Black Sea discussed the impact of European Union expansion on European security. Recent events in Ukraine have given this collaborative work renewed relevance.
Lewis’ conservative sartorial tastes were quite similar to his father’s and grandfather’s: suit, suspenders, cotton handkerchief. In a way, they provided a stark contrast to his cosmopolitan life-style. It could be said that Lewis enjoyed the benefits that globalization offers the higher social classes. At the end of his life, almost half of which he spent in France, Lewis held British, Canadian and American citizenships. In addition to his time in Strasbourg, Bethlehem, and Warsaw, he also worked in London, Montreal, and Thunder Bay. In his last position, as Vice-Rector of the College of Europe, Lewis’ responsibilities included travelling to Europe’s capitals to solicit grants from governments. Yet, he rarely let these responsibilities go to his head. For example, Lewis loved to tell the story of Queen Elisabeth II, who upon visiting the Warsaw campus showed more interest in the kilt-wearing gardener than in him, the normal suit-wearing head of campus.
In fact, Lewis’ early education had already led him to distant lands. He was born in Clacton-on-Sea, Essex, on January 24th, 1932, the second of three children. While in grammar school, the young David studied French near Paris, where he became lifelong friends with his pen pal’s brother, Michel Roche, who would later work for Mack Trucks. As an Oxford undergraduate, Lewis practiced his language skills at universities in Poitiers and Munich. In addition to a B.A. (1953) and an M.A (1968) from Oxford, Lewis obtained a diploma (1950) and a doctorate (1973) from La Sorbonne, in Paris. His doctoral thesis on Paul Verlaine’s poetry received the jury’s highest honours.
It might be these experiences that led Lewis to be a lifelong advocate of education, especial study abroad. In addition to university teaching, Lewis loved to teach chess, both to his children and to other children – as a teenager, David was the school chess captain, and at Oxford he was on the university chess team. During retirement, he continued this practice by teaching young French children at the town hall. Similarly, no matter where Lewis went, be it Strasbourg, Thunder Bay, Bethlehem or Warsaw, he created overseas programs and encouraged students to take advantage of these opportunities. He sent Lakehead students to Mexico, Lehigh students to Paris and Poitiers, College of Europe students to the Balkans. Overall, Lewis had a rare ability to relate to the young, many of whom admired his intellect (at Lehigh, he was president of Phi Beta Kappa) and celebrated his accomplishments as an educator. Students from everywhere confided in him and kept in contact after graduation. Towards the end of his life, the French Ministry of Culture admitted him to the honorific order of the Palmes académiques.
Lewis also traveled for pleasure, mostly in Europe. In his youth, he would ski. In the second half of his life, he played tennis. But perhaps because of his life-long ailment of asthma and eczema, most vacations were dedicated to finding good places to eat, drink and paint. On at least one occasion, he mixed all these pleasures, and used sangria to paint a Spanish sky. Throughout his life, Lewis would travel with his family by plane, train, ferry, and car, touring Europe on a small budget. David’s children grew accustomed to this lifestyle of cheap hotels, expensive food and leisurely travel. To alleviate the boredom of long car rides, he regaled them with pithy rhymes and bilingual puns – an oft-repeated classic was ‘Some say no, some say yes, off we go to Cadaquès!’
Lewis also encouraged his children to travel – he once visited Uganda, where his daughter drove him 2000 kilometres to see the country’s beauty. When his youngest son asked to spend a semester in Cairo, Lewis’ passion for foreign studies outweighed his concerns, and he gave his blessing. Today, his children have continued this pastime. Within a recomposed family, David had 14 grandchildren — in Canada, the United States, England, France and New Zealand — who all loved to visit and play ‘boules’ with him. Lewis met his first wife, Felicity on a ferry in the English Channel, and they had four children. Nicholas, Rosamund and Lydia-Maria were born in France, while the cadet, Diana, was born in Canada. While in Canada, Lewis met his second wife, Avril, on a television set where the two were producing French-language programs. Avril also had four children, William, Jonathon, Emma (all born in the England) and Matthew (born in Canada), and later gave birth to David’s youngest child, Olivier (born in the United States).
While working in Warsaw, Lewis returned regularly to the south of France to visit Avril and Olivier. During one of these visits, he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease, later thought more likely to be Lewy body dementia. For a man of such intellect, this was tragic news. By 2003, Lewis was losing his ability to paint. His shaking hands could no longer produce the talent that once allowed him to sell his watercolours, oils and acrylics. Still, with his customary sense of humour, he described this as his ‘pointillist’ period. Most of his paintings are no longer in his house – he has long since given them to friends and family. From Vancouver to Wellington, pictures of English gardens, French villages and Maine harbours hang on living-room walls, reminding loved ones not only that he cared about them, but why he thought life is worth living: for beauty, nature and culture.
By 2010, Lewis had gradually lost his ability to finish a sentence. As a once great linguist, conversationalist and speaker, not being able to communicate was especially distressing. At grammar school he received perfect marks in Latin and French and won a declamation trophy. At Oxford he was an officer in the university’s French club. Occasionally, Lewis would write poetry for family members. As a professor, he designed and gave French courses on 17th century literature and French for business and international careers. In social gatherings, be they weddings, cocktail parties or dinners, Lewis would enjoy being the centre of attention. From Bruges to Avignon, he could be found holding a glass of wine, telling stories and showing off his wit. When he met children, he would kneel down to share scary faces, funny sounds and bad jokes. Throughout his life, he partook in dramatic productions, often playing the role of a monster or a villain, and for the guests at his wife’s gîte, he had become a main attraction. Ever spiritual, David did not hesitate to be contrary. For his funeral, he instructed his family that there were to be “no speeches”, only private reflection and Haydn’s Cello Concerto in D by Jacqueline Dupré.
During his last years, Lewis also lost his ability to listen to music attentively. This must have upset him, for he spent his entire life listening to classical music. In fact, he loved classical music so much, that he took on pro-bono responsibilities. From 1970 to 1975, he was a member of the Board of Directors of the Thunder Bay Symphony Orchestra Association; from 1971 to 1973, he was on the Board of the Ontario Federation of Symphony Orchestras; and from 1974 to 1976, he was a member of the Board of Directors of the Canadian Association of Symphony Orchestras.
Finally, by 2015, David could no longer walk. His remaining pleasures were enjoying good meals and the loving care of his wife, who took care of his every need as his condition slowly worsened. It could be said that nothing ever stopped him from enjoying the world’s best foods. Even in his handicapped state, Lewis could distinguish fine goods from the bad. When Avril handed him a plate of appetizers, he would eat the fois gras and salmon, and leave the rest. While in Strasbourg, Lewis would, in classic French style, take long lunch breaks with friends and eat white asparagus by the kilo, accompanied with Gewürztraminer. In fact, even a world war could not stop Lewis’ gastronomic pleasures. From 1940 to 1954, many foods were rationed in England. So while David’s elder brother, Brian, and sister, Audrey, ate their daily butter ration as soon as possible, David saved a week’s worth of butter, and waited for Sunday to enjoy it all in one glorious toast-and-butter feast.
Hegel once wrote: “no man can surpass his own time, for the spirit of his time is also his own spirit”. It seems that Lewis understood this reasoning. On November 3, 1993, The Brown and White, Lehigh University’s student-run newspaper published a review of the recent manuscript, The Road to Europe. When student reporter John Kish IV interviewed Lewis about the writing process, the professional educator and amateur poet answered: “the book was written with feeling because it mirrors my life”.