Born November 3, 1953. Passed away Friday, August 24, 2012 after a lengthy illness. Allan was the loving husband of Fiona for 24 years and wonderful father to Alex and Lana and lovingly remembered by mother Eleanor Marcy, father the late John Marcy and brother Robert Marcy. A heartfelt thank you to the nurses of St. Elizabeth's who were of great assistance to Allan.
Visitation at Glen Oaks Reception Centre, 3164 Ninth Line, Oakville
Tuesday August 28 from 2-4 and 6-8 p.m.
Memorial Service at same location on Wednesday, August 29 at 1 p.m.
In lieu of flowers, donations to the Carcinoid NeuroEndocrine Tumour Society of Canada (CNETSC) would be appreciated. Contributions may be made online through the Society’s webpage http://www.cnetscanada.org or mailed directly to:
Carcinoid NeuroEndocrine Tumour Society Canada
4103-3219 Yonge Street
Toronto, Ontario
M4N 3S1
Canada
With hearfelt thanks from the Marcy family
Lana's Tribute-
Over the past year other people have looked for the right thing to say. Our family was always looking for the right way to feel. Now I want to find the right thing to say to honor and give credit to everything that he was.
The last year and a half has been very hard for our entire family and mostly my dad. But when I think back all I remember is my Dads determination, fight and strength. My mom always said that this disease was the biggest competition he ever faced, and he never gave up and he never complained. I hope that I have received even a fraction of this great gift that he always had.
To me he was a coach, comedian, chauffer, best friend, my number 1 fan and the one person that never failed to put a smile on my face. My dad had a talent to make anyone feel good about themselves and could truly talk to anyone. He had a presence that could light up any situation. When working at Longo’s the highlight of my shift would be when my dad came in and yelled something goofy at me over the counter. I’m still trying to figure out who spent more time in there, him or me.
Quite a few years back my dad coached me in basketball for a Hamilton team called Transway that I’m sure a lot of you know. It was a pretty tough season, and our team went through a lot of highs and lows. At our provincial championship we made it to our division finals, and won with a very close game. (I’m not sure the exact score but I know my dad could tell you not only the score but who scored and how many seconds were left on the clock). So when addressing a gym full of people at the end my dad was so proud of our team. He couldn’t keep it together and broke down blubbering crying when giving his speech. Before you knew it the whole team was crying and all the parents from both teams. To my Dad winning that championship was like the equivalent of winning an Olympic gold medal. This story represents exactly who my Dad was to me. No one expected AL Marcy to ever cry, but he was so passionate and put his heart and soul into everything he did.
My Dad showed me that if you don’t want to accept something, then don’t. Keep working at it no matter what and never give in. He demonstrated that in every aspect of his life, especially this past year. Unique, loving, strong, fun, crazy, unpredictable, inappropriate, hilarious and sweet I miss you Daddy.
Tributes
Leave a tributeThinking of you. Big Hugs.
I will never forget when you and Allan first started dating. The three of us went out for dinner so that we could get to know one another. It was evident how devoted the two of you were to each other right from the start. Allan's goal was to make you happy, which he evidently did for you always smiled in his presence.
Al will be missed. He could always be counted on to source out the most obscure supplies and was happy to do so.A great salesman!
I will miss our lunches, catching up over a beer.
RIP Friend.
Condolence to the Marcy family..Our prayers are with you..
From Wally , Marie and family..
Our thoughts are withe you. The Baier family.
My deepest and heartfelt condolences to you and your family. If there is anything I can do for you, please do not hesitate to ask.
Lori and I are very sorry to hear of your husband's death. We never had a chance to meet him, but knew of him through you and my sister. We hope that you find comfort in the warmth of your family and friends.
Ric and Lori
xxoo
My deepest sympathies to you and the rest of your family. Just know you have the support and love of all your friends during your time of grieving and in the days ahead.
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Thinking of you. Big Hugs.
Al
Hendrix and Hoops
Allan coached the Transway basketball team that my daughter Julia played on. We spent a lot of weekends with Allan over a 2-3 year period and had some good laughs.
The conversation landed on music one day and I found out he was a big Hendrix fan and an aspiring guitarist. He knew I was a guitarist as well and asked if I could tab out the main riff/bass line of a Hendrix song 'Who Knows'. I never did get a chance to hear him play, but he seemed pretty excited about getting the guitar tab.
Here's to you Allan. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zA3FG0OBF-k
Every Morning
Every single morning I would make my way to the Marcy house where I would wait in the morning chaos until Lana, Mr.Marcy and I would hop into the car and drive to school. Allan, I still probably owe you so much in gas money... but you always knew how to put a smile on Lana and I's face in the mornings. You were always the most hilarious adult I knew. It seems like yesterday that you were hollering out "10 point for hitting the old lady!". Life goes by faster than anyone ever knows, but I will always have my mornings with you and Lana in my heart forever. Rest in Peace. Love, Stalker<3