February 2006

February 28, 2006


We could all only hope to be the kind and loving person Ted was. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.

Duncan, Lydia and Cara


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"Where's My Teddy"

"Where's My Teddy"
This was how I used to get T.Bear's attention in the Print Room at DeHavilland, Ted was "The" fountain of knowledge we all turned to, he knew where everything was amongst the millions of drawing and aperture cards under his control. looking back to those years they where truly some of the best times of my life, hard work and lots of laughter rang through the department. Ted was my first Boss and friend in Canada, I could not have asked for a more warm and wonderful welcome to my new country, it is all due to Ted's caring and gentle way that I made Dehavilland my career and Canada my home. Good night and God Bless Teddy.


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the beautiful Funeral Mass

Dear Jackie and family
The funeral Mass was beautiful. It touched our hearts when the organist sang 'The Lord is My Shepherd'. What a loving family you have. Ted will certainly be able to help all of you from heaven now. Many from Bishop Danylak's Prayer Group were present with their love and prayers, and we will continue to pray for you too.
God Bless


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February 27, 2006

A Quality Gentleman

I first met Ted Carey when I was assigned to work on a new Imaging System software for the Engineering Department at De Havilland. Ted had an extensive knowledge of and interest in the quality of data, documents and software systems. I would always consult with Ted about the above topics and many of his concepts / ideas were incorporated in the software that we still use today. On January 2006, this software was expanded from Engineering and made available directly to our aircraft customers. The quality person in Ted Carey made this possible.

Ted was always a gentleman and he truly cared about his staff. I was really fortunate to have worked for Ted.


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My sympathy in your time of sorrow

Ted Carey was a good person, who helped me when I needed his expert nowledge at work. When I had the chance to know him better I realized what a nice person he was.On some of the occaisions we would symply chat about this and that. To this day I miss the comradeship of Ted and others like him who's friendship eased some of the stress of the job. Ted was as good as his word, if he said that a job would be done, one could
be sure that it would be. In the beyond we will meet again .


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Sister-Brother Act

I’m Ted’s sister Anne, born 11 months before he was.
When I was old enough to know better, I traded all my nickels for all Ted’s dimes. Mum made me give them back.
When the family went sledding in Bedford one night, Ted’s leg went under the toboggan and it turned purple. He was only 6 but never complained, which shocked Mum.
When Ted, in his cowboy duds and sheriff’s badge, shot off his cap pistols and kicked over my mud pies that were baking in the sun on a 2x4, I bopped him in the head with the board. This is Ted’s favourite story about me. He told it to all his kids and always showed off the scar on his forehead as proof he was telling the truth. He would grin and say, “I thought Anne’s bakery was a saloon.”
When we were in grade school in Halifax, Ted let Fred and me help him make model planes, battleships and cars. I painted one hotrod Candy Apple Red.
When Jackie came to Canada, she stayed with my husband and me in Ottawa. Jackie hugs me every time she remembers how I helped her immigrate to Canada.
When their wedding day arrived, I was the one who fed Jackie TUMS. That settled the butterflies in her stomach.
When his first son was born, Ted asked me to be Mark’s godmother. What a gift for a Big Sis.
When Ted and I meet again, he’ll tell me how much he loves this stream of Internet stories, started by Mark – especially the ones Adriana will tell about T-Pa, when she’s old enough to read and write. She loves stories, too.


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I was truly sorry to hear of Ted's passing. I had the opportunity to work with him on many IT projects at DH/Bombardier over the years. I always enjoyed his relaxed, gentle attitude, smiling face and particularly his subtle sense of humour.
He will really be missed.


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Memories of Ted

It’s amazing how one man can emit such greatness and strength. As an employee at Bombardier Aerospace in the I.T. department I met Ted while doing my daily activities, as he would place support calls to the helpdesk regarding issues with his computer.

I remembered the first them I met him, he was extremely soft spoken, polite and respectful. I am not sure if anyone here at work has ever seen Ted upset, I certainly haven’t.

I am somewhat of an observer that likes to be behind the scene, one who rarely has comments pertaining to any situation; In this case I have to make and exception. Ted, it was a pleasure working with you and getting to know you. You will certainly be missed as the world has much to lean from you.

This is a poem I wrote:


In our dreams
In our thoughts
In our minds and hearts you will always be

When I think of beauty
I think of you

So positive, so enlightening
If I saw a smile that shines on the world
Ted owns that smile

The sun gave us daytime
The moon gave us nighttimes
And TED, your smile gave us happiness

As we see a rose in the springtime
The road to heaven is paved with gold
TED, take your place in the arms of God

You will certainly be missed…

By: Mark A. Thompson
Technical Support Specialist / int. Systems Analyst
CGI Technology / Bombardier Aerospace
email: mark.a.thompson@aero.bombardier.com
email: mark.a.thompson@cgi.com


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Our thoughts are with you in your time of sorrow. With Our Deepest Sympathy,
Tory Orzeck
Irma Orzeck


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February 26, 2006


My best and deepest condolences to Tpa. Real and natural man. Great and honorable family. "There are men who fight one day and are good.
There are men who fight one year and are better.
There are some who fight many years and they are better still.
But there are some that fight their whole lives,
these are the ones that are indispensable."
Bertolt Brecht

Siempre te recordare Ted. La paz este contigo.


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My Father the Story Teller

There are many great things I will always remember about my father. One of which was his gift at story telling. The following is what I consider to be my dad’s go-to funny joke/story (due to its length! Haha!).

"One day the big animals and the little animals decided to have a football game. As the first half went along, the big animals were scoring at will. Every time they got the ball they would run it in for a touchdown.

Then came the second half...

First play: The elephant runs the ball up the middle. WAP!! Tackled for a five yard loss.

The little animals go back to the huddle cheering and congratulating each other.

"Who made that tackle?" asked the ant.

"I did," said the centipede.

Second play: The rhinoceros runs the ball up the middle. WHOMP!! Tackled for another five yard loss.

Back in the huddle the flea asked, "Who made that great stop?" "I did," said the centipede.

Third play: The gorilla tries an end sweep, led by the hippo throwing the lead blocks. SMACK!! Centipede tackles him for a ten yard loss.

Back in the huddle, the gnat asked the centipede, "Where were you in the first half?"

The centipede replied, "Puttin' on my boots, my boots, my boots!"

The first time I heard this joke I didn’t laugh and commented to him that “I listened to this whole story and THAT was the punch-line!” Now when I hear the joke it not only makes me laugh but it also makes me smile.


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A neighbour

I have known Ted for almost 20 years now. I was a young man , a Scouter in Training and he was the Akeka of 1st B Bramalea Cub pack. I learned alot for Ted, his soft spoken ways his love of kids and making life fun for kids. as often happens we move on in life and I stayed in Scouting and tried to take some of the things he showed me with me. As a neighbour I would meet him on his walks with Mulder and we would chat we would not chat about okd time or DeHaviland where both he and my Dad worked but we would talk about the things that mattered most to him... His family I would get updates on everybody and how they were doing. And then came Adriana if there was a mor proud Granddad I never knew one...
I will Miss Ted and our chats I will miss seeing the pride and love when he spoke of his kids and I will miss the smile that ALWAYS came accross his face when Adriana's name came up... If there are things we should take from Ted's life it is that... To even in a quiet way show people how much your family means to you and be proud of them....

Daryl Partrick (35 Argyle)


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Dear Jackie, Mark, Tara, Frank and Sandra,
How saddened we were to hear news of Ted's passing at 5:00 mass at St. Anthony's yesterday. What fond memories we have in recent years of having you join us for mass--even when Ted was clearly so ill, he never missed!! The girls were always delighted with your effusive praise of their singing and were touched by your on-going presence. It just seems yesterday that we were raising our very young children together and enjoying day-trips to pass those long summer days. What a beautiful family you and Ted have raised Jackie...a wonderful legacy!! Adriana is the crowning glory, and how we loved to watch Ted with her. Our love and prayers are with you during this very difficult time. We hope that the memories and the love of friends and family will sustain you. Please know how very much we care. Thank you so much for this awesome tribute--electronic version--thanks to Mark, Tara and others for the wonderful sharing. We feel we have been drawn into your loving circle. May God Bless you all!
Wendy, Steve, Nancy, Ginny and Michael Bodsworth, Brampton, Ontario


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In memory of a great man

My deepest condolences go out to the Carey family for your tremendous loss.

Always very welcoming into his home he touched our lives in many different ways.

Mr. Carey will be remembered as a gentle, friendly, loving and caring man.

Father, son, grandfather, brother, friend;
He will be missed by all.

You are in our thoughts and prayers.

With love and sympathy,


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Always cheerful

I met T-Paw only two years ago, the first (and, by the moment, the only one) time that my girlfriend (now my wife) and me went to Canada for visiting my brother Pablo and Tara, his wife. You know, we’re spanish, we don’t use to speak english, we were a kind of shy for meeting all the special people that my brother loves there in that-big-cold-and-wonderful-country-so-far-from-Spain... On that trip we met T-Paw three or four times. We just talk for a while those days, and I remember that that quiet man brought to me some special feelings: he liked to hear, to know about people and many other thoughts, always being glad just being there and making feel that if you would need anything, he’d be there for whatever.

Last year they went to Spain. My wife and me we wanted to help the canadian family whatever they needed in our “funny little country”, because we all know how hard the difference of languages can be, and, also, because we were so happy that Ted and Jacinta decided to know Spain. There were so many occasions for talking with Ted, and we were so proud of being his chauffeurs while he asked about every thing he watched. He wanted to know, do you understand? We became accustomed to grandparents that knows everything and only want to show how clever they are. I don’t doubt that T-Paw was one of the most clever men I ever seen, and I don’t doubt it because I always thought that clever people are those that knows to be everywhere, knowing how to do that people is comfortable and happy with him. About our plans of going to live to Canada, he advised us about some possibilities, as living in a farm or other things. While I was driving, I watched him through the rear-view window. He was smiling me while he said: “You know, guys, maybe I will not be there for seeing your happiness, but, wherever I am, I’ll be happy for you.” Then he changed the subject and, always cheerful, asked us about the spanish storks or maybe the walls from the Middle Age, I’m not sure.

Poets always wrote that someone is immortal when achieves to live in the memory of the people that loved him. In that case, I’m sure that, maybe, T-Paw is not here for seeing our happiness -who knows-, but, wherever he is, he will be immortal and happy for us.


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Roots and Wings

Roots and Wings... a quote I heard once to describe a parenting style. And in my opinion nothing sums up my father's gentle way better than this! Together with my Mom they instilled in us strong roots, the door to home was always opened and always a soft place to fall if we needed it. But he also believed we needed wings, to venture out into the world and make a place for ourselves, a place we felt safe in, no matter where that place was, he was always proud! A few weeks ago my Mom and Dad joined us at our home for a meal, something we did quite often. And during this meal Adriana, fondly referred to as Sweet-stuff by her T-pa, found herself more interested in playing than eating... something that also happens quite often. In front of her she had a plate of food, a sippy cup of juice and a big girl glass of Milk just like her T-pa. This particular meal Adriana was desperate to mix her milk and juice together, as a natural reaction... knowing how poorly that combination would taste I told her "no" that she would not like the flavour mix but that she could drink each separately. When the meal had ended Dad gently suggested that now that we were all finished eating that I allow her, to make the Milk/Juice flavour choice. That it was important for her to figure out certain things for herself! I agreed, we mixed the two cups together and Adriana had a try... Her response, so full of pride was "tastey… thank you T-pa". Throughout life Dad allowed us to make choices for ourselves even though he often didn't understand them, or agree... He insisted that we find our place... he knew that someday he wouldn't be here to make those decisions for us. So he helped guide and strengthen us, while he was here... "You need not worry Dad you did a good job... even if I have to say so, myself!"


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February 25, 2006

Making Castles in the Sand

In the video clip below, Ted "T-Paw" Carey helps granddaughter Adriana build a sand castle. My dad went out to home depot to create this simulated beach for Adriana after she discovered how much fun sand was, on a camping trip:


February 24, 2006

A Man Who Loved his Family

The title above truly describes my father: a man who loved his family.

As a dad and a husband, he loved his family deeply. He would do anything for us, do anything to make our lives better or happier. When we were just small children, Dad was always there to take us camping, help us with school projects, and play with us. As a handyman and jack-of-all-trades, he built things for us to make us happy: a jungle gym in the backyard, cool robot halloween costumes, and much more. As we grew older, he supported us and encouraged us regardless of what educational or carreer path we would chose, in school, in sports, and in life in general. If we were happy, then he was happy.

I love my dad and I will always remember him as a man who loved his family.


Funeral Mass

The funeral mass will be held on Tuesday, February 28th, 2006 at 10:00 AM. The mass will be held at St. Margurite D'Youville Church, at 2490 Sandalwood Pkwy E in Brampton. Refreshments will be served in the church hall after the mass.

Directions: St Marguerite D'Youville Church is on the Northwest corner of Sandalwood Parkway East and Torbram Road. If you are coming from Brampton or Bramalea, you can take Queen Street eastbound to Torbram, then turn left (north). The turn left at Sandalwood Parkway, then right immediately into the church. From Toronto, you can take 427 North to Hwy #7. Turn left (west) on Hwy #7 to Torbram road, making a right turn (north) on Torbram, to Sandalwood Parkway.


Edward J.A. (Ted) Carey, July 11, 1945 - Feb. 23, 2006

As published in the Toronto Star and Brampton Guardian:

Died in peace, surrounded by family, at Peel Memorial Hospital. Beloved husband of Jackie (Jacinta Coltsmann). Cherished father to Mark, Tara, Frank, Sandra. Treasured "Tpa" for Adriana. Brother to Betty Pasqualotto, Fred Carey & Anne Carey. Son of the late Betty Carey (Smith) & Cyril Carey of Halifax, N.S. Ted will be remembered as loving husband and the best father that anyone could ask for. Ted's interest in aviation was lifelong, as former colleagues at de Havilland, Boeing, Bombardier and many friends in Brampton know. Funeral Mass to celebrate Ted's life will be held 10 AM on Tuesday, February 28th at St Marguerite D'Youville Church, 2490 Sandalwood Pkwy E, Brampton. We thank all the hospital staff for their care. In lieu of flowers, donations to the Canadian Cancer Society in Ted's name would be appreciated. More information and internet condolences at www.tedcarey.com.


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