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Lloyd Fred LennoxThursday, December 25, 2014
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The family will be present at the church from 10:30 a.m. to receive your condolences. |
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St-Jude's Roman Catholic Church
372 Genevieve Street, Hawkesbury ON K6A 2M1 |
| Charity : | Valoris Foundation of Prescott-Russell |
| Charity : | Ontario Federation for Celebral Palsy |
DEATH NOTICE
Mr. Lloyd Fred Lennox from Hawkesbury
passed away on Thursday, December 25, 2014 at the age of 67.
He was the son of the late Lloyd Lennox and of the late Dorothy May Blain;
the dear brother of Dorothy (Peter Lamers).
He also leaves his beloved family from the Laflèche Residence.
Funeral arrangements entrusted to Berthiaume Family Funeral Home, 416, McGill Street, Hawkesbury, Ontario (877) 632-8511.
A funeral service will be held at St-Jude's Roman Catholic Church in Hawkesbury, Ontario on Monday, January 5, 2015 at 11:00 a.m.
The family will be present at the church to receive your condolences from 10:30 a.m.
For those who wish, donations to the Valoris Foundation of Prescott-Russell, 173 Old Highway 17, P.O. Box 248, Plantagenet, Ontario, K0B 1L0 and/or to the Ontario Federation for Cerebral Palsy, 1630 Lawrence Avenue West Suite 104, Toronto, Ontario, M6L 1C5 would be appreciated.
Condolences may be conveyed by fax at (613) 632-1065 or visit our Web Site www.salonfuneraireberthiaume.com
passed away on Thursday, December 25, 2014 at the age of 67.
He was the son of the late Lloyd Lennox and of the late Dorothy May Blain;
the dear brother of Dorothy (Peter Lamers).
He also leaves his beloved family from the Laflèche Residence.
Funeral arrangements entrusted to Berthiaume Family Funeral Home, 416, McGill Street, Hawkesbury, Ontario (877) 632-8511.
A funeral service will be held at St-Jude's Roman Catholic Church in Hawkesbury, Ontario on Monday, January 5, 2015 at 11:00 a.m.
The family will be present at the church to receive your condolences from 10:30 a.m.
For those who wish, donations to the Valoris Foundation of Prescott-Russell, 173 Old Highway 17, P.O. Box 248, Plantagenet, Ontario, K0B 1L0 and/or to the Ontario Federation for Cerebral Palsy, 1630 Lawrence Avenue West Suite 104, Toronto, Ontario, M6L 1C5 would be appreciated.
Condolences may be conveyed by fax at (613) 632-1065 or visit our Web Site www.salonfuneraireberthiaume.com
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Deceased Person : Lloyd Fred Lennox Thursday, December 25, 2014The family of Lloyd Fred Lennox would like to thank you for your sympathy.
Dorothy, les membres de l'équipe et la famille du milieu de Vie Laflèche Nous vous présentons nos plus sincères condoléances et prenons part à votre profonde douleur.
francine Gascon, Côté
Recevez mes très sincères condoléances et l’expression de ma plus profonde sympathie. Cécile Roy
Cécile Roy
Mes sincères condoléances à la famille,aux amis et aux intervenant (e)s de Valoris.
Sylvie Léonard
Mes condoléances à la famille ainsi que la belle famille du milieu de vie Laflèche...repose en paix mon beau Lloyd.
Isabelle Labre
Nos plus sincères sympathies à la soeur de Lloyd et à ses amis du milieu de vie Lafleche.
Josée Yeon
J'aimerais présenter mes plus sincères condoléances à la famille de Lloyd et la famille du Milieu de vie Laflèche. C'était un homme bien chaleureux et souriant. Il nous manquera tous beaucoup.
Eric Douville
So sorry to hear of your loss. I saw LLoyd every other week for several years and his grin always brightened my day. I'm sure his smile is how he will be remembered by many.
Kathleen Noailles
To All Concerned, We were saddened to learn of Lloyds passing, We had the pleasure of speding some special times together with Lloyd. He always had a wide smile and wave to me at the HMC each time he came for a visit and always reminded me of my daughter and who I was. I will miss seeing him and his tender soul & compassion. RIP dear Lloyd Maurice & Audrey
Audrey Stewart Cavanagh
Today I went to the funeral of a man born on New Years Eve who died 67 years later on Christmas Day. I saw him every two weeks for about 5 years. He had many health issues, was in a wheelchair and had limited speech. He spoke to me with a vocabulary of less than 2 dozen words. He said hello and goodbye, he called me his friend. He said he wanted to come back in two weeks as soon as he was rolled through the door, once he told me I was late, he showed me his new watches, shoes and hat, he told me when he went to hockey games, or went camping and when he was visiting his sister. He always asked if I was going for coffee as was the post massage ritual... But I could never go. Sometimes he burst out laughing in the middle of a massage and most of the time he fell soundly asleep snoring away peacefully. I went to his funeral to offer condolences to his family and to those who spent over twenty years caring for him. I went thinking there would not be many there to say good bye. I went because I was touched that such a kind gentle soul could bring joy with just a smile and a wave. The first hymn was 'amazing grace'. By the end of the first verse I could no longer sing, tears kept coming and my nose was a faucet. I didn't bring Kleenex... I was going to this funeral out of respect... Why was I so emotional. It continued while those who took care of him spoke of his smile and his favourite things. Oddly enough a ladybug... Yes a ladybug... Paced slowly on the pew in front of me for the first half of the service. I wondered if I was finding religion? By no disrespect to any religion I realized as the priest began to speak that was not what was happening. I am a spiritual being but not a religious one. What was overcoming me was the grief in the room, the grief of their loss, the grief of every loss I've felt, the grief of not being able to make things better. What's worse is when I returned to work I came to a second conclusion... My coping mechanism... Fill the pain, fill the emptiness, fill the void... No longer an option. Food no longer fills and so I kept on feeling. Imagine calling into work 'SAD' for the afternoon. There are days where you simply cannot give what you do not have. So for the second time in about 5 years I've taken the afternoon off... simply to allow myself to feel, and to cry, and to move on. Tomorrow is another day. Goodbye my friend, may there be many new watches, shoes and hats in heaven. May you stand strong, have a voice and tell your story. I'll listen with my heart.
Kathleen Noailles