John Gordon Cunningham

Born August 15,1922 at Quill Lake, Saskatchewan. Died at Victoria, BC January 31, 2011, aged 88 years. The family of Gordon Cunningham is saddened to announce the death of their much loved patriarch. He died peacefully, his wife and family with him, as his valiant heart finally ceased its beat. Gordon was the last member of his family of four brothers and four sisters. He is deeply mourned by the true love of his life, Joyce, his wife for sixty-eight wonderful years; his three sons, Gordon, Richard and James, and their wives; eleven grandchildren and their spouses and partners; eleven great-grandchildren and many nieces, nephews and cousins. In all, thirty-seven people called him Dad or Poppy.

Gordon had a distinguished career with the Post Office, rising, by virtue of his own initiative and ability, from its lowest to its very highest ranks . During his career he was Post Master of the Arctic in the early 1950s, Director of Public Relations in the 1960s, Executive in charge of the introduction of mechanization and the postal code in the 1970s, District Director of Ontario and post-retirement, as a consultant to the U.N. His work took him and his family from Saskatoon to Ottawa, Saint John, Toronto and in retirement, he and Joyce lived on the beautiful sandy beaches of Georgian Bay, before finally settling in Victoria.

Joyce and Gordon had a glorious and happy life, with many adventures as they travelled the world together. Their chief joy was watching and nurturing their growing family. The times when all were together, especially the years on Georgian Bay, which became the family focal point as their sons raised their own families and the grandchildren began to arrive, are fixed in the hearts of all.

The many friends of Gordon and Joyce are invited to the Funeral Service commemorating Gordon’s life, to be held at Christ Church Cathedral, at 11:00 a.m. on Friday, February 4th. A reception will follow. In lieu of flowers, please consider a donation to Fairfield New Horizons Seniors Centre or the charity of your choice. He was a gentleman. Condolences may be offered to the family at www.mccallbros.com.

18 Responses

  1. I remember Uncle Gordon making milk appear from my brother Darryl’s knee after pouring it in his ear when we were young children! How could this be? He was an amazing magician and an outstanding chef. Not to mention, what a gentle, kind and loving human being…..Greatly missed and celebrated,

    Your great-nephew,

    Kent Lewis

  2. Dear Joyce,

    Our deepest sympathy to you and your family. We remember fondly the times with you and Gordon at the Chemainus Theatre.

    Tom and Eileen Citra
    Geri Blake’s parents.

  3. We are shocked and saddened at Uncle Gordon’s passing. What a wonderful man and a supreme role model for all members of his family, friends and acquaintances.

    We will remember him with fondness and love in our hearts forever and we shall pray for Aunt Joyce.

  4. Dear Joyce,
    Our deepest sympathy to you and your family. We did not know Gordon well but we found the short time we were together at the Chemainus Theatre very pleasant and very enjoyable with lots of laughs.

    Tom & Eileen Citra ( Geri Blake’s parents )

  5. Dear Joyce,
    Please accept my sincerest sympathy on Gordon’s death.
    I remember when we first met over twenty years ago
    before you moved here permanently and you both volunteered at
    ‘The 9-10 Club, Serving Soup to the Hungry’ on your winter stays in
    Victoria.
    In more recent years I have seen you both on a regular basis at the Crystal Pool where Gordon is truly missed.
    Sincerely,
    Leonard Clarke

  6. Gordon & Cunningham Family,

    Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your Mother at this very difficult time. We wish you comfort & peace in the memories of the long and wonderful life shared with your Dad. Keep these memories close to your heart. God Bless.

    Love,
    Monica & Mike
    Cristian, Noah, Sarah

  7. When I think of Poppy a flood of special moments come to mind: Poppy teaching me how to make clucking sounds to encourage a chipmunk to eat out of my hand; watching in amazement as he performed magic tricks at birthday parties; and listening to the adventures he had lived. I remember as a child how proud I was that he was MY Poppy. Someone who taught me things no one else would, who had done such amazing things, and who made
    me feel as special as I knew he was. I adored him.

    I remember the surprised face he would make when realizing he had been fooled yet again by an already eaten soft-boiled egg as he cracked into the empty shell. I remember how much he loved and put great care into preparing meals. I remember watching from a distance as Poppy and Granny walked hand-in-hand down a pier, and thinking how lucky they were, and how happy I was that they had each other, and that I had them. I remember countless times playing Rummy Cube around the dinner table, and how fun Poppy made it.

    Some of my fondest memories are of him reading the stories he had written, whether they were about his experiences working in the Arctic, or about his adventures with Granny from their travels around the world. Poppy was a great writer and story-teller, and every time I visited I made sure to ask him to read one of his stories to me. I loved that when Poppy read to me I got to share in some of the rich experiences in his life. I felt close to him by learning about him. I felt loved by the special attention he gave to me while he read. And I felt deeply proud of what he had done with his life. I will always love you Poppy.

    Love Todd

    I first really met Granny and Poppy 5 years ago at the wedding rehearsal for Todd and I. Granny and Poppy had flown to Toronto to attend, and after all the stories I had heard I was extremely excited to see them.

    Poppy, along with Granny, made me feel instantly, and in a way I had never before, like I was a part of the family. I can’t tell you how much it meant to me that you welcomed me with such warmth and love, like I had always belonged amongst you. What a gift it was to have you become in that instant not just Todd’s grandfather, but my Poppy as well. Thank you for making me feel so special by showing as much interest and excitement in getting to know me as I felt while getting to know you. I have felt such pleasure and joy in being around you, having fun together, learning from you, and watching you celebrate life. I love you, and will always carry you with me in my heart.

    Love Julianne

  8. I have greatly enjoyed our casual conversations at the Crystal Pool. It was a privilege to get to know Gordon.I found that there were many similarities in our life journeys. He’ll be sorely missed by several of us. My deepest condolence to Joyce and the family.

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