JOHN (JACK) WOLSEY

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JOHN (JACK) WOLSEY September 3, 1942 - October 25, 2001 Peacefully, after a battle with cancer, Jack passed away Thursday, October 25, 2001 at home with his family. He leaves to mourn his devoted wife of 38 years, Joan; his sons, Rob, Scott and Jon; daughters-in-law, Gina and Suzy; his grand-children, Brittany, Shaylee, Cailin, Troy, and Jenna; brother Cec (Betty) and family; and many, many friends. Jack was born on September 3, 1942 in Smith Falls, ON. As a young man, Jack started employment with the CPR where he worked for several years and made many close friends. Jack enjoyed travelling with Joan and his family, spending time with family and friends (especially his grandchildren), and working in his workshop. The family extends their special thanks to the nurses and employees at the Health Sciences Centre and Dr. Albeck for all of their care and kindness. Rob, Scott and Jon would like to extend their thanks to Mom who took care of Dad until the very end and allowed him to stay at home. You are truly remarkable. Cremation has already taken place. There will be an open house at his residence on Saturday, November 3, from 2:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m. to celebrate Jacks life. In lieu of flowers, please make donations to the Canadian Cancer Society or the Salvation Army. Our Dad . . . We would never have believed that your strength would leave. You were always larger than life, stronger than us and anyone else. You were a fighter that would not quit. At times, you carried the weight of the world, and still you provided, supported and always made sure we saw things through. You were an amazing man who experienced so much. Overcoming adversity throughout life while helping to keep our family together. A draftsmen who lost his right hand, only to become greater and more gifted with his left. You were our guidance, our friend, our father and an incredible example. They say its easy to father, but difficult to be a Dad. . . You easily did it all, and were loving in your very own way. How many hockey games did you miss? None. At every important football game, you could always be found in the stands. Our biggest fan, biggest supporter and our best friend. It was an honour to play sports even for only one word of praise from you. Its hard to decide if we played for ourselves or for a smile from you and Mom. You treated us as sons, but more importantly as your friends. We held your hand when it mattered, and there we met the man we didnt yet know. That man who will always be our hero. You fought, and never did we expect so much from someone so fragile. We knew you were proud of us, now though, it is all of us who are so proud of you. We lost half of who we are on your passing, but we carry on now with your tradition. We prepare to be who you taught us we always were and will be: Fathers, Brothers, Husbands, and one day Grandfathers too. Best friend to our children, our Grandchildren and especially our wife. No one will ever forget your blessed Character. Your spirit will always be here... In Brittanys compassion, in Shaylees serenity, in Cailins joy, in Troys playful character, in Jennas glow, in Robs leadership, in Scotts drive, in Jons passion. Dad, We thank you. Dad, We love you.

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Nov 02, 2001