Laporte, Beverlee & Keely #1953 *

Honoured by Lori Laporte.

I often talk about my sister Keely. She truly inherited the green thumb from Grandpa and Grandma Laporte, who owned and operated Laporte’s Nursery and Greenhouses. She definitely had a passion for plants. She lost her fight with breast cancer on June 4, 2005 at the age of 43. She left a beautiful legacy for her two children, Tara and Eric. Keely and I had so much fun growing up. We both
had a wicked sense of humour. We laughed a lot. I really miss her.

My mother Beverlee passed away 22 months later. I was lucky enough to have had the greatest mother ever. My Mom’s love of laughter and life was infectious. Mom always made sure all holidays were very special for my sister and me and then she really spoiled our children. In addition to Keely’s children, I gave birth to two girls, Ashley and KC (Kelsey) Generoux. My Mom was as wonderful a grandmother as she was a mother. The kids loved going to Grandma’s.

I wish both Keely and mom would have lived long enough enjoy our extended family; Keely’s grandchildren Jacob, Angel and William and my grandson Arthur. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of them. I pay special tribute to two of the most beautiful and wonderful people in life. I love you guy’s non-stop around the world all the way to infinity.

Lori Laporte

Laporte, Aldege & Christina #1951 *

Honoured by Lori Laporte.

Aldege and Christina Laporte

Aldege and Christina Laporte were the love behind Laporte’s Nursery and Greenhouses. They lived on a small farm in Nipissing Junction which is located at the south end of Lakeshore Drive. They were both blessed with green thumbs and passed it on to their children and grandchildren. They had three children; James William Laporte (Beverlee – deceased 2007), Denis Laporte (Paula) and Lea Bale (Bill). Jim had two daughters, Keely and Lori and Lea had three children, Steve, Karen and Cathy.

Grandma and Grandpa worked very hard in their garden. In fact everyone loved their vegetables so much they started asking if they could buy produce from them. That is how Laporte’s Nursery started. Prior to that my grandpa owed Alec’s Meat Market and Deli, known as The Joke shop for 40 years after the deli closed. Grandpa also drove the bus from Callander to North Bay. The garden centre is a four generation business. My dad Jim took the business over in 1971 and Aunt Lea has worked there since its inception. I now do the day to day operation of the business. Aldege and Tina were kind and gentle people and our entire family have fond memories and lots of love in our hearts for them. I pay special tribute to the awesome grandparents I was lucky enough to have.

Lori Laporte

Layman, Max E. #829

Honoured by Verna Layman-Feindel and Kathryn St. George.

Thank you for purchasing a leaf of inspiration to honour Max and for supporting your Waterfront Park project.  Story to follow.

 

Laroche, Lion Reg (North Bay Lions Club) #1995 *

Honoured by the North Bay Lions Club.

Lion Reg Laroche

Reg was a North Bay Lion and our motto of “We Serve” was how Reg lived his life. His warm smile, honesty, integrity and service to his fellow man were a priority with him.

His steadfast resolve and persistence spearheaded “The Terry McKerrow Operating Fund” to honour fellow North Bay Lion Terry McKerrow.

Reg worked tirelessly to get all area Lions and citizens in the surrounding area to support this effort for those who would be serviced by the Cat Scan. What a legacy Reg leaves.

Leblanc, Brenda Lee #1958 *

My hero is my Nana Brenda because of all of the wonderful things she has done for me. She’s always been able to help me, no matter what she’s doing. I was only five at the time and I found out that I had coagulation of the aorta and I need a metal stint in the main aorta. They could not do open heart surgery. My blood pressure was too high.

My operations have been simple to cope with and I recuperate well from my operations. I go to her house to get better. My surgical team is awesome and so kind. I love my grandmother a whole lot. She always knows what’s wrong and helps me to feel better. So that’s my story about my hero and how she is always there for me.

By Molly McKenzie Leblanc, 10, and published in “You’re My Hero North Bay” by Barry Spilchuk and Penny Tremblay (2007)

Brenda Leblanc was an amazing caregiver… “an angel among us”… not only for her grandchildren but also for our parents, Dr. Jim and Jessie Jamieson. She became acquainted with our family in August 2002 and remained with us until October of 2010, when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer. She passed away on Jan. 21, 2011. We miss her dearly and wish to dedicate this leaf of inspiration in her memory.

The Jamieson Daughters

Lawlor, Stan Michael #40 *

Honoured by his family. 

Stan Michael Lawlor
(June 9, 1970 – July 1, 2010)

Stan will always be remembered for his love of history, music, nature and his devotion to his nieces, Brooke and Abby, who are the daughters of his brother, Sean and his wife Lisa.

Following graduation from Scollard Hall, he attended Nipissing University, where he graduated with an Honours Degree in History. He went on to attend the University of Toronto, where he graduated with a Masters degree in History, and wrote his thesis on the founding of Tembec. His Ph.D. studies were cut short, when Crohn’s disease forced him to withdraw from Concordia University and return to North Bay to be close to his family. In his last 15 years, he applied his many talents as a consultant with the family firm of Lawlor & Associates.

Students in his history courses at Nipissing University remember him as a dedicated and promising young professor, who brought music into the classroom, using his talents as a guitarist and singer to teach them about Working Class History, Canadian Frontier Life and a variety of other subjects.

Throughout his life, Stan acquired a love for Trout Lake. From his childhood days at the family home and cottage on Peninsula Road to the last decade of his life, when he spent every possible minute at the family retreat on Hemlock Island, with his parents, Stan and Geri, or at the home of Sean and Lisa just across the lake, Stan learned to love and respect the lake. He was an avid “catch and release” fisherman, spending countless early morning and late evening hours on the lake in a relentless quest for the elusive Muskie. Although he enjoyed catching fish, he often reminded us that it was called fishing and not catching. He really experienced as much enjoyment from fishing as he did from catching. As his nieces Brooke and Abby came along, he cherished the opportunity to share their pleasure at catching rock bass from the dock. On one occasion, he even had the opportunity to share their excitement at catching a three-pound small mouth bass. As the fish squirmed on the dock prior to release, Abby squealed “Stannie, this is crazy.” He never forgot their excitement at catching their first big fish.

Stan’s love for music was legendary. He became an accomplished guitarist and singer, who enjoyed the many hours he spent with his childhood friends at “Waxy’s shack” where they wrote and played music. Among those who shared his joy for music were Jim Harney, Mike Conto, Dean Falconi, Bob Wills, Waxy Belbin and his many musical friends. Their company always gave him a lift when he needed one, to assist in dealing with the many health challenges that he experienced. Just shortly before his death, Stan and Mike Conto finished “The Keys to Three” which was a CD of selections that they had written and produced over the previous decade.

Without a doubt, Stan got the greatest satisfaction from the opportunity he had to share so much time with Brooke and Abby, who adored him as much as he loved them. With them, he was always consistent and unselfishly generous. Whether it was fishing, watching a fishing show, enjoying the thrill of seeing their excitement on Christmas morning, attending their birthday parties, ‘advising’ Sean and Lisa on how to deal most appropriately with the girls, or teaching them about music, Stan took advantage of every opportunity to become a role model and mentor to his two nieces.

As a family, we will always treasure the many lessons that we learned from Stan during his all too short life, as he tested the limits and challenged all of us to reach the high bar he set for both himself and the rest of us. Never one to be modest or lack confidence, one of Stan’s trademark statements, as a teenager, was “It’s good to be the King.”

Upon Stan’s passing, one of Stan’s high school classmates noted that “he had a wonderful, generous spirit, and none of his high school classmates will forget his decency, his buoyant sense of humour or how he pushed the boundaries of fashion, ever elegantly, in our small community. His memory is an inspiration.”