SEBASTIAN RICHARD MARCUS ALEXANDER

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SEBASTIAN RICHARD MARCUS ALEXANDER May 20, 1962 - March 15, 2007 It is with great sadness we announce the death of Sebastian Richard Marcus Alexander. Predeceased by his father Graham Alexander. Left to mourn are his mother Lilian (Lyn) Ward; stepfather Mike Ward; sister Naomi Alexander and her son Dylan Alexander; also many aunts, uncles, cousins and other relatives all living in the UK; many friends he had in Canada, Instanbul, Cheng-Du China and the UK. His funeral took place at a countryside church in Cheng-Du with many of his friends there to say goodbye to him. His ashes will be returned to us here in Canada. Another service of his life will take place in Vancouver on April 22. Born in England, lived and went to school in the Warwickshire area of England until moving with family to Australia for a couple of years then to Canada where he finished his middle school and high school education. Went to university in Winnipeg and also the University of Victoria. Travelled around Europe twice, then back to Canada. He loved writing and wrote many poems, short stories and plays. He wrote and acted across Canada in the Fringe Festival with his play Just a Moment. He said it was tough, but fun. His favourite poem was Eldorado by Edgar Allan Poe and the writings of Dylan Thomas. He lived in Vancouver for many years and later went to Istanbul Turkey where he taught English again for a few years while still writing and involved in the theatrical side of his life. He then moved to Cheng-Du China where again he taught English, he also owned and ran a small bar.. while still writing. He worked too hard and too many long hours, but he was doing what he wanted to do. He was always coming back to us for a visit but something would crop up and he would put it off for a few months. He should have been here in February of this year... but had decided to leave China... so decided to come in May after sorting things out. One will always wonder if only... He died too young of a sudden heart attack on March 15. He was too young. 44 is no age. It is hard to bear; you were so full of promise and had so many plans. But that was then and this is now. This is for you Sebastian. In Springtime... when leaves unfurl.. and blossom fills the air I will think of you In Summer... when songbirds sing.. flowers bloom.. and laughter fills the air I will think of you In Autumn... when leaves turn gold... loosen and tumble softly in the evening air I will think of you In Winter... when snowflakes fall.. and earth is dressed in white...with holly, pine cones, fires bright.. and Xmas in the air I will think of you With love... from your Mother.

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Apr 14, 2007