I had the pleasure of growing up next door to Gord and Karen Turnbull on Hammond. I will always have fond memories of Gord out and about tending to his garden, pool or washing his car after a swim in the summer, while I was playing baseball or hockey in the driveway. I really couldn’t think of better neighbours than Karen & Gord, especially as a young child always making noise or bouncing a ball that seemingly almost always went onto his property. His kind heartedness and cheerful personality were something I always looked forward to running into when coming home from hockey games or even still as an adult coming home from the city to visit my folks. Gord will be truly missed.
Gordon was a very jolly man, with a great sense of humour. I remember the times he visited my Gran, Helen, with fondness. They had a very close relationship and were always laughing. She used to speak about him with such affection. He took interest in what I was up to, and I regret not taking him up on his invitation to visit the family in Canada. He would sometimes talk to me about Southampton FC on the telephone with such enthusiasm. I never had the heart to tell him I have never been that interested in any sport, especially football.
A lovely gentle soul, Gordon was one of the old-school gents and touched a great many lives. Sleep well.
On December 29th, 1935, my six year old brain told me that I had competition. The birth of my brother Gordon was greeted with such joy - a boy at last after four girls. He was precious then and remained so all through his life. I grew up with my little brother and as an older sister, I ferried him back and forth to school in his younger years. We were always good friends although the age gap meant different interests as we grew up. When it came to deciding what career Gordon should follow, he was given one option by our parents - become a divinity student like his father. Gordon did not like this option and around age sixteen, during a visit we made to Kirkmichael Manse, Douglas and Gordon and his dog Gyp went for a long walk over the fields when it was suggested that perhaps law, accounting, business degrees would be much more appropriate. His subsequent academic successes - MA, LLB, CA and fluency in French, showed just how well he chose. His career thereafter was with several prominent companies including Price Waterhouse, Thomas de la Rue, Indal, Timex and his background knowledge of so many areas was highly acknowledged. His 52 year marriage to Karen was exemplary as we all could see. Their decision to come to Canada included thoughts about their children’s education and happily their wishes were granted.
The last time I visited Gordon and Karen in Mississauga, I sat down with Gordon one afternoon and asked him to tell me more about his past career. For a couple of hours, I was astonished at his perfect recall - he talked about the companies he worked for, names of people, conversations, dates and places, cities and countries where he had worked or visited - in great detail and with no hesitation.
Gordon was a man of great character, honest, generous and courteous. He was able to connect easily with business associates as well as friends and family. He had a great sense of fun and enjoyed joking with people. He and Karen have two fine children brought up in the same aspirational way as they were. Gordon was so proud of Andrew and Candida and their families and he enjoyed with great loving his seven grandchildren. He will sadly be missed by us all and I have lost a loving brother..
With love and happy memories,
Evelyn.
A family man through and through......Uncle Gordon to me epitomised old school values, warmth and integrity,. He knew the value of close family life and kept in touch with his extended family overseas (of which mine was one) on a regular basis. My late mother adored her (baby) brother and never failed to inform me and my two brothers when they had been in contact, sharing the family news on all sides. I was lucky to be witness at his wedding to his adored Karen.; vivid memories of him, skipping off on honeymoon,, hand in hand with his new bride, heading for his racy sports car, clutching, to my parents' delight, their wedding gift of a tartan rug! When I think of uncle G, I think of the best of the Scottish way of being; I can hear his warm soft Scottish burr of an accent, his wicked sense of humour never far away. Always interested in other people, he was a gentle, civilised soul and wonderful company. Uncle G, we were lucky to have had you in our lives and will never forget you. Rest in eternal peace.
It was tremendously sad to hear about Gordon's decline and death. He was charming, witty, much loved by his wife and children and will be missed by all his friends and relatives. A sad event.