Hope and David Finnimore (Friend)

Entered January 2, 2021 from Toronto,Ontario

Tony will be missed by many people. He was a wonderful cook and we enjoyed the vegetarian meals that he cooked for David. He lived life to the fullest. He loved his time in Greece each year with Lois and his many friends. You will always be remembered.

Lil and Ivan Garfagnini (Michelle's parents)

Entered January 2, 2021 from Schomberg

Our sincere condolences Lois. Anthony was such a great inspiration and full of life. We are so grateful to have known him.

Alice Wilson Forrest (Friend)

Entered January 2, 2021 from York Chapel

With my most deepest regrets to Lois and his family and friends. Tony was a credit to all that knew him. Rest In Peace.

Matthew Merker (New him via his son Mike)

Entered January 2, 2021 from Richmond Hill

Seemed like a fun happy guy who passed on his love of life to his children.

Bruce Tannahill (2nd cousin to Lois)

Entered January 2, 2021 from Owen Sound

Our deepest sympathies to the entire family. May her Rest In Peace and you find comfort in the love and memories you shared. Bruce Tannahill and Tammy Downs

As his son I have many memories of my dad. One of my favourite memories is of us playing soccer on Sunday mornings with my brother Alex.
I worked with my dad at his Auto Service Center. I got to see him in action as an auto mechanic. He loved to talk politics in his daily interactions with people. He had a good sense of humor and always made us laugh. When he laughed it was always a belly laugh.
He loved living in Saronida Greece. My family and I were fortunate enough to spend time with him there. When I would go visit him he would cook up a feast. He would pile on the food on my plate enough to feed a small country.
He loved music, especially classical guitar and his favourite Greek singer Stamatis Kokotas.
Dad, you will always be in my heart. I will cherish the memories we had together.
You may be gone but never forgotten.

Growing up, my father was a tireless worker who always did his very best to provide for our family. He instilled in my brother and I, the value of hard work, perseverance and dedication, and always taught us to treat people with respect. By all accounts, my father was a skilled auto mechanic who really took pride in his work and always sought to please his customers. He would always tell me that if you want the customers to retain customers, you not only have to do a good job on their cars but you have to be honest with them and they will keep coming back…and they did. My dad did not advertise but he was always busy and the power of positive “word of mouth” is what kept his business viable through the good times and the bad. But besides his acumen as a mechanic, what really kept his customers coming back was his gregarious personality, his terrific sense of humour and his uncanny ability to make his customers feel like they were being invited into his home as guests, and not into his shop as customers. It was ultimately his hospitable and warm personality that kept people coming back.

His zeal and passion for life were only matched by his extreme generosity and selflessness. Few people know that my dad took in not, one, not two but three homeless people at various times into his auto shop throughout the years. He clothed them, fed them and provided a warm place for them to sleep at night in the frigid cold Canadian winters, when nobody else dared to. He did it because he genuinely felt that it was the right thing to do and that was his way of giving back to society.

My father also had a passion for food, and upon retirement, his penchant for cooking propelled him to pursue a diploma in culinary arts. We had the pleasure of trying his delicious and mouth-watering meals at numerous family functions, always leaving satiated and impressed with his attention to detail and his pursuit of culinary perfection. When we were growing up, we would go to restaurants on a regular basis and my father claimed the role of food critique and when asked by our waiters, “is everything ok?”, my father had no reservations in saying that the food was “sub-par”, if indeed it was. In addition to his passion for food, my father was heavily involved in politics and social activism. He was a fierce defender and proponent of the working class and practiced what he preached throughout his life. He loved classical and Greek music, theater, philosophy, soccer (Panathinaikos) and comedy, especially the likes of Don Rickles, Bob Hope and Rodney Dangerfield.

My father was a fighter to the very end. He lived life to the fullest and always enjoyed spending time with his friends and family in Saronida, Greece and here in Toronto. He adored his grandchildren and cherished all of the moments that we shared together and never took anything for granted. He will be profoundly missed, never forgotten, and will always live forever in our hearts. Rest in peace Dad!!