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Helen McCrimmon

Helen Josephine McCrimmon

Thursday, October 24th, 2019
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Helen Josephine McCrimmon (nee O’Neil).

Helen passed away peacefully with her family by her side on October 24, 2019 at Michael Garron Hospital at the age of 92. Helen grew up in Brechin and Toronto. She worked in her youth at St. Michaels Hospital and later after marriage at both Towers Department Store and Sears.

Beloved wife of the late Lawrence McCrimmon (1998) married on January 26, 1952. She will be lovingly remembered and deeply missed by her daughter Debbie McCrimmon (Steve) and sons Michael McCrimmon (April) and David McCrimmon (Josephine decd.).

She lives on in the eyes of her grandchildren Christopher (Jenny), Charlotte, Max, Chase and great grandchild Jason.

She was predeceased by her brothers Lorne and Alvin, sister Marie and parents James and Cecelia O’Neil.

Helen was a loving aunt to her sister’s children Gary, Ronny, Brent, Sharon, Dianne and Brenda decd. She is a great aunt to numerous nieces and nephews. She had many cherished and long relationship with special friends.

The family of Helen McCrimmon will receive relatives and friends on Friday November 1, 2019 from 7 PM to 9 PM at the Heritage Funeral Centre, 50 Overlea Blvd, Toronto, 416-423-1000. Funeral services at in the chapel of the funeral home on Saturday November 2, 2019 at 3:00 PM, followed by a reception.

Post cremation, Helen will be interred at Mt. Pleasant Cemetery beside her husband Lawrence.

We were truly blessed and enriched by your warm words, advice, wisdom, support and guidance and will carry treasured memories with us throughout our lives.
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    Friday, November 1st, 2019 | 7:00pm - 9:00pm
    Friday, November 1st, 2019 7:00pm - 9:00pm
  • Service

    Saturday, November 2nd, 2019 | 3:00pm
    Saturday, November 2nd, 2019 3:00pm
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    50 Overlea Blvd
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David McCrimmon

Posted at 06:13am
Speech by Charlotte McCrimmon

My grandmother was a beautiful woman with a beautiful soul that lived a life longer than most.

I may have not known my grandmother at the early points of her life, but in these last few years she taught me very valuable lesson about acceptance, empathy and knowing it's okay to not be okay and it's okay to reach out for support when you need it.

Me and my grandmother had many talks over the last few years together which I treasure deeply she was a very intelligent woman who's seen her fair share of the world realities at a young age.

My grandmother left a legacy I think most grandchildren would be proud of my grandmother she had three beautiful children; My Dad David my Uncle Mike and my aunt Debbie and the Legacy that I know that will continue to grow as I age as well with my cousins.

My grandmother had such a compassionate touch for Animals she truly loved my dog Oliver and while growing up her dog, Blackie that she raised among her children with my grandfather.

My mom Josephine had quite the impression on my grandmother as every time she always seen me she was reminded of my mom.
My Mother treated my grandmother like her own mom and I know right now my mom's taking care of my grandmother.
My grandmother went home to her parents, siblings and my grandfather. She is loved by many.

She will always be remembered.

I love you Grandma always and forever may you be forever at peace.


David McCrimmon

Posted at 09:24am
Dave McCrimmon Speech at the Funeral:

Thanks for the many wonderful friends and family gathered here today to reminisce and remember my mom Helen.
My mom had her beginnings in Brechin during the depression, without much wealth, in a one room school house where she seemed to be very mischievous since she the her brothers Alvin and Lorne always seemed to be on the other end of the teacher’s strap, or as she said.
Due to financial strain, my Mom worked at St Michael Hospital along with the nuns in Toronto at an early age. She wasn’t a great fan of the nuns or her living conditions, but endured, all while both of brothers passed due to illnesses before they were twenty. Her remaining sister Marie and she had a lifetime close bond and she took Marie and her children under her wing to help and love throughout her life.
This was a hard beginning, but it didn’t make my mom hard, sometimes a bit cynical, sometime a lot cynical, but never closed her heart to loving and embracing others.
This was evident in the memories of our childhood. 486 Carlaw seemed to be party central in the first decade of my life. We have the home movies to attest to that from the kitchen gatherings, birthday parties, basement dance parties, torn up backyard where anyone and everyone convened from the neighbourhood for Debbie’s baton practice, Mike hockey, football, swimming in our tiny plastic pool or myself and friends just generally running around in what looked like full formal wear and believe it or not all of these thing happened simultaneously in a form of orchestrated chaos. The front door was always left open, or the gaping hole in the back fence.
My mom and dad made sure that anyone and everyone was welcome to ‘drop in’ unannounced all the time to enjoy each other’s company, to stay for as long as they wanted and had many relatives and other friends and borders camping out at the house for extended periods or calling on the phone.
In the regimented and scheduled lives that most of us follow today, this would probably drive us nuts, but this was seen as a blessing in my mother’s eyes and friends and family gatherings were very important.
My parents ensured that we had a life filled with the blessings of friends, family and experiences and captures these moments in thousands of pictures I’m still going through.
Structure, discipline and manners were important to my mom and she ruled the house. She had a wooden spoon that she often waved in front us to reinforce her orders, but never really used. I was so happy the day it broke.
Dinners were special and everyone had to gather in the kitchen or dining room to eat, and you had to eat what was on your plate or you didn’t get to leave, sometimes no matter how long it took. Thankfully we had our dog blackie and we could pass food to him under the table sometimes, but he wouldn’t eat the peas or boiled potatoes and I still won’t to this day. I’ve probably eaten the equivalent of 10 cows over my early years with the weekly Sunday rump roasts. I try to keep up that tradition where I can today with myself and Charlotte.
I also remember having a time to get up, and a time to go to bed, probably to get us out their hair for a while. I recall looking out of my bedroom at the laneway with all of my friends and neighbours still playing mass games of hide and go seek at 7 or 8 PM , and wondering in my young mind, why am I in bed right now, I should be outside with them. Dad would let us get away with stuff, but more often than not would just say “Go ask your Mother”.
I think everyone that knew my mom has experienced “Helen unfiltered”. My mom, I guess being Irish, having some of that cynicism, would tell it like it is.
As I discussed with Edith Ann , my mom had an acerbic wit. If you weren’t sitting up she would tell you , if were gaining weight, losing weight, not looking great that day or even looking rather spiffy, had a challenge in your life, she would tell you or provide a quick fix. She observed people and felt it was her duty to let you know what she thought for your own self-improvement benefit and the advice was free, whether or not you really wanted to hear it.
I guess it was endearing once you understood her and we would all just roll our eyes, smile and move on to a different topic.
My mom and dad had a 48 year relationship from the time they met until he passed in 1998. She devoted herself to the raising of her family while my dad worked as a plumber in the typical atomic family. She was always there for use with the meals, washing, cleaning, ironing and starching of absolutely every piece of clothing. It was a comforting environment.
My dad liked his golf and it seemed, my mom liked to complain about my dad liking his golf, calling herself a golf widow. Like all marriages, it had its ups and downs, but they both needed each other and were better together and stayed committed throughout their lives.
My mother also used her natural ability to command to become the first head cashier at the newly opened Towers department store across the street from our house when we were younger and held that job for several years. Later she also worked at Sears mail order for several years. She used to remind us of how hard her life was and how hard she worked for all of us. It sometimes began to sound like a Monty Python skit of competing hardship stories.
In her later years, my mother became a dotting grandmother to Christopher, Charlotte, Max, Chase and Jason and they could do no wrong in her eyes. She loved her daughters and Son`s in law and spoke fondly and supportively of everyone…with of course a bit of the Helen Unfiltered peppered in that they also had to get used to. The extended family also continued to grow and visit with many nieces and nephews.
As my mom continued to live on, despite all odds, she had the support of many close friends, neighbours, family members and relatives to visit and just be with her for company, which she loved and I personally appreciated this from everyone.

Myself, my daughter Charlotte (whom my mother kept mistaking for my wife Jose and we just played along after a while and it became a running joke) and my dog Oliver (whom I myself mistaken call my daughter sometimes in my senile moments) were frequent visitors and companions to her over the years.
When it was time to depart this earth, my mom knew it and stated that she longed to be back with her sister, brothers, husband and other dearly departed family and friends. She had the opportunity to talk to or see her family in her last week and passed peacefully having lived an honourable and full life.
The good times and happy memories is all that matters now. Love you mom.


Joy Ouellette

Posted at 06:22pm
Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family through this hard time.
My mom Margaret Harris was a very close friend of Helen they worked together back in the days. Both families were always together and lived around the corner.
I remember on day Helen was over and wanted to bake a cake with me in my easy bake and we mixed up the pack and put it in only to find out she had a beer to many lol and it was the icing pack that we cooked. We had rock candy.
My brother Ed gives his blessings as well.
He is sad he can’t be there as he is in long term care .
Joy ouellette

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