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Sunday, 25.03.2007 16:31 |
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Carmen |
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Wednesday, 20.01.2010 07:44 |
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This month has been full of memories of Tony. Toby Keith’s new song “Crying For Me” has been getting a lot of airplay and it sure nails how I feel about losing my brother
http://www.youtube.com/watch ?v=yjni8LYmBwg
Then with Mom in the hospital and all the family dynamics surrounding this new definition of who we are as a family!
It has been such a blessing to have Allan back in Canada - he brings so much of Tony to us and we love him all the more for it.
So Tony, like the song says “play it sweet in heaven - cause that’s where you want to be”
Love ya Brother
Love you too Amber - call Auntie or e-mail me 705-735-0083 carmenagiusspearing@ g mail. com
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Carmen |
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Saturday, 14.11.2009 08:08 |
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Nov 14th - our brother would have been 51 today. I still miss him more than you can imagine. There are so many good memories of this vibrant man.
PS: Amber if you are out there Hi! from Auntie Carmen - call me or e-mail me 705-735-0083 Love ya
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Carmen Spearing |
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Friday, 16.11.2007 09:47 |
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I read Chris’ post and I feel his pain too!
What a fitting tribute he chose for our brother’s birthday - the first one I remember without him.
So many times, I have to catch myself just to believe that he is really gone from earth, from the physical plane.
Tony lived life Large and out Loud and I miss him often.
PS Amber if you read this, we love you and miss you too.
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Tom Fenn |
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Saturday, 29.09.2007 20:01 |
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I was coming home from work when I found out the news it was very shocking to find out that my cousin Tony had passed. It was a sad ending to a very bad day.
I remember when we were in Orillia and Tony would come over or one time showing up at my parents house in Alberta and having a few sodas with my dad.
I have not been around in the family much and for most have probably forgot all about us.
Tony
I know that if you had a chance to meet my wife and 2 young children you would have enjoyed us and even though we hadn’t seen each other in many years.
Once I seen the pictures It sure brought back some memories.
You should know that I spent last weekend at your Mom and Dads and had a small reunion with Aunt Marge, Dean, Tracey and Carmen plus all their family and it was a nice memory
Tom
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Nick Agius |
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Tuesday, 12.06.2007 21:06 |
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Tony,
I guess the big guy upstairs is collecting all my male hero's.
He collected my father-in-law (Terry) about seven years ago to cancer. Terry had a huge impact on what I think a father should be, which I have used this wisdom a lot in the past 16 years now that I have two teenage daughters.
Now the big guy decided to collect my brother (Tony) via a tragic accident.
Tony played a special and very unique role as my big brother and male role model while we were both growing up on the farm. We didn't have a stellar childhood and I can't tell lots of stories about fond memories of going camping, traveling on summer vacations or any other kind of activity that might seem like a normal upbringing by today’s standard but we had our imagination and each other. Tony had the wildest imagination of anyone I have ever known. I would listen to him tell stories and spin his dreams of winning the lottery and buying a motorbike and traveling around the world.
Western Canada was always a big topic with Tony and I guess this is why I ended up going West after I graduated high school. Tony wasn't out West at the time but I recalled his dreams and somehow ended up out West. I think deep down I wanted to show him I could do it on my own…why else would a 140lb, seventeen year old go off on his own with no job, no final destination and no idea of what to do once you got there.
Tony did it all the time.
I recall the day we loaded him on a train to go west when he was very young...man I bet he wasn't even 15 at the time, which would have made me 13ish. Mom purchased him all kinds of food supplies and away he went on the train.
I had two brothers and two sisters (now with Tony gone we are down to one and two). The family has gotten smaller by more than just one person. Tony seemed to make sense out the silly family stuff and he made it seem more like a normal family. I always thought one day we would all gather for some reason maybe a 50th anniversary, or a school reunion or maybe someone turning a magical age. I always thought we would all get together and have a big celebration like other families do. I also thought in the back of my mind that maybe one day we would unfortunately gather for a bad situation like a funeral but I always hoped it wasn't anyone in the immediate family...my wish wasn't met on all accounts.
My memories of Tony are rich and I have many. I recall the time he drop kicked me out of the hay loft…he hit me so hard the door gave way and out I went 10 or 12 feet down onto my head in a pile of manure (Mona helped clean me up). This happened right after we watched a round of Stampede Wrestling on TV, he wanted to try a flying drop kick (like Sweet Daddy Seeky). Unfortunately this idea wasn’t so good for me. I also recall him showing me how to play chess and other games; we always played lots of card games and Monopoly. It was hard for me to beat Tony at anything back then.
Tony and I worked very closely in our early years and I wish I had gotten to know him better in the later years. I think I always knew what he was about and we were planning to meet down in Costa Rica...in fact it was to have happened about the time of his accident.
Tony was about caring for others and helping anyone who needed help no matter who they were. I recall once when he was out West and we drove my truck to Saskatchewan to buy enough *soda water* to supply all his pals during one of the many Alberta beer strikes of the early 80's. Along the way we stopped and helped an old man with a break down. Tony got this guy’s truck and we towed the old guy all the way to the next town. I recall the pull rope being very short and I can still see Tony in the rear view mirror talking away to the old guy in the passengers seat letting him know he was in good hands and we will get him fixed up real quick. Tony steered the old guys truck as he knew how to do this and wanted to help the old guy (the old guy didn't like the idea at first)...Tony and I pulled lots of old trucks and farm equipment that didn't work, so this tow job worked well.
Tony went out of his way many times to help. I recall us on a ski trip in the mountains one Christmas and a fight broke out between two guys and Tony didn't care about the guys but he jumped in to keep the peace and he didn't know what started the fight (I'm sure no one knew).
Tony didn’t seem to care he just always wanted to help and give. I recall when we were very young and he purchased a washing machine for Mom…he wasn’t even 13 years old and he had saved up all his money to buy mom a washing machine…I think it cost $360.00…this didn’t matter to Tony it was the smile on her face and knowing he was looking after her was what counted to him.
I had one special wish for Tony that never happened but I thought about this more over the past few years when we re-connected, mainly via email. I had wished Tony had met his soul mate. Tony had everything else in life, but he missed this one very special gift, that some of us take for granted. I also wish he would have won that lottery as I know what he would have done with the money.... back to our boyhood dreams. He would have bought mom something special and made sure she was looked after then he would give large sums of money to all his family members and then buy a big motorcycle and ride off to Alberta, he heard the weather was good there in the fall.
Tony, enjoy your next trip and say hello to Terry for me…you guys will have fun.
Nick
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Mona Agius |
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Thursday, 26.04.2007 21:04 |
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Remembering Tony...
I can say as kids it was normal brother/sister stuff. As Tony and I were closest in age we did spend a lot of time together (along with various siblings, relatives and friends). I remember spending summers running around and playing on our large property outside Orillia and at our grand–parents place in Muskoka in the summers. We especially liked to terrorize any baby-sitter unfortunate enough to be hired by our mother for the summer.
When I was about 8 or 9 I realized that boys (especially younger brothers) were pretty dumb and hence began my "superior sister" phase. As two strong personalities Tony and I would often clash then but never anything major. In fact, I probably have to thank Tony because as we were always trying to one-up or out-do each other I developed a very competitive spirit and strong sense of survival.
By the time I was a teenager Tony was not in Ontario very much and then I left for University. I have several memories of us later bonding as adults given the limited time that I saw him. A few to share;
He came to visit me at Western in February of my 1st year there, on his way back from South America. I was not sure how he would react to my University girlfriends or they to him. In my mind they were from two different worlds! But... everyone had an amazing time. He captivated my friends with his personality and the stories of his travels and life abroad... and as my friends were not too shabby looking Tony had a lot of fun as well!!
Another - when I went to visit him in West Palm Beach shortly after moving from Vancouver to Toronto. I remember walking out of the airport into the FLA. Sun and seeing my brother in casual attire sitting on a stone wall with his legs dangling. He looked carefree and much blonder than I had ever seen him... He gave me that smile of his and said, "how are you doin darlin" (remember how he likes to drop his g's). And that was pretty much the way he had greeted me since we had become adults.
While in West Palm I was determined to visit the Victoria's Secret store and I told Tony I would take him to lunch when I was finished shopping. After what seemed like 1/2 hour a sales rep came up to me and said, "Is your brother the good looking blond guy standing outside. He asked me to find his sister and let her know he was hungry!!" But then.. if you knew Tony at all, you would understand impatience often was his middle name.
I stayed with him in West Palm for about 5 days and we decided to take a cruise overnight to Freeport, Bahamas. There were a lot of young people on the cruise and neither of us had been to Freeport - again we had a great time... We talked a lot this trip about life, our dreams and our goals. The more I heard about my brothers' hopes, dreams and goals the more I respected him and wanted him to achieve them.
And now that Tony is gone, like everyone else I miss him terribly and can only hope that Costa Rica was his dream even if he had only just gotten started...
I just wish I had been able to hear him say, "How are you doin darlin" one more time.
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PHILLIP JOHNSON |
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Thursday, 22.03.2007 13:31 |
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The first time I met Tony I wasn't sure what to think. There he was, wild eyed, and sporting a Kia sedan as a work truck. Tuck and Alan were close behind, ready to begin a demolition job. This was before construction took off after hurricanes Frances and Jeane. Tony finished that job for me and became busy working on other projects. We stayed in touch and Tony helped me learn the building process. Today, only 3 years after I met Tony, I am following in his footsteps, building homes he designed, here in South Florida. I took a trip with Tony to Costa Rica last year before he moved there permanently. I still work with alot of Tony's subcontractors and designers, they were all in shock as I spread the news of his untimely death. It was a pleasure getting to know Tony, and he will forever hold a place in my heart. I will always be able to say that Tony taught me how to build. It's a shame that Tony is gone, I would have liked to see his finished projects in CR. If there was one thing that I could say about Tony, it is that he only knew the truth...no matter how bluntly he may present that truth. Good ol' wild eyed Tony, I'll miss him a bunch.
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Tracey |
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Wednesday, 28.02.2007 08:08 |
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When I got the news about Tony I was completely speechless. How could something like this happen? In my mind and heart Tony has always been larger than life. His spirit, his love, his life was an unstoppable force. Many people come into our lives some for a short time, some for a long time. They affect us in ways we don’t always understand. Some come and go quietly and some come in with a noise and presence that will not be denied. I was lucky enough to have Tony stomp his way into my heart and make sure I would never forget him.
They say you choose your friends not your family but in Tony I got the best of both family and friend. We had many long talks about the world, family, life, love, the future, and the past. I can tell you that I have thought back on those conversations many times over the years and they have helped make me a better person.
When my kids asked me about Tony I was not sure where to start, they never had the pleasure of meeting him. The first thing that came to my mind was that smile, that absolutely irresistible, unabashed, contagious, mischievous, gorgeous smile. With one look you could see what kind of day you were in for. Then I think of the generous spirit, the loving heart, the strong man, the loving friend, the adventurous soul, the stubborn streak, the loud laughter, the warm hugs and the determination to make his life his way.
There are many moments I remember when I think of Tony:
A certain new years eve in The 2nd
A ride home through a corn field because that was the fastest way home, not to mention there was sure to be no ride checks.
Dinners at the farm.
Visits with gram, making her laugh.
Borrowing a boat because it was a beautiful night to see the stars from the middle of the lake. He was right it was perfect, except for the swim back, we ran out of gas.
Late night phone calls at university to check in.
Driving 4 hours each way to meet in the middle for a coffee.
Mostly I remember my cousin and friend you truly took my breath away. Thank you for making my life a little noisier over the years, I will miss you. 
Tracey
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Jim Masterson (Bat) |
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Tuesday, 27.02.2007 13:42 |
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I remember partying with Tony when he lived in an apartment on Millard St.
I guess that's around 30 years ago now.
Sincere condolences to the Agius family.
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