Zoltan "Zoli" Molnar

He passed away at the age of 90 after a full and eventful life well lived. Born in Hamilton August 31, 1930, to mother Rozalia (Rose) and father Istvan (Steve) Molnar.

Predeceased by his dear sister Esther and dear brother George, and Monique Delorme who put meaning in his life. He leaves behind his beloved children whom he was truly proud of; Leslie Ann, Drew Anthony (Andree Marcoux) and Julain Elizabeth (David Holman). He was the proud grandfather of Hilary Rose Molnar. He also leaves behind Monique Delorme's loving family and many cherished members of his own extended family.

Dad was passionate about being Canadian but also fiercely proud of his Hungarian heritage. He cherished and respected and was grateful for the impact the close friends he made over the years had on his life, making his life richer in many ways. He found great pleasure in the joy of choral singing, building dollhouses and volunteering.

In accordance with Dad‘s wishes, cremation has taken place to be followed by a private family interment where he will rest with his parents in Hamilton's Woodland Cemetery. If desired, donations may be made in his memory to the West Island Palliative Care residence at 265 Rou Andree-Brunet, Kirkland QC H9H 3R4 or at (Palliative Care Residence (residencesoinspalliatifs.com). He volunteered at this residence and it was very close to his heart.

Poetry selected by Dad -

When I come to the end of my journey

And I travel my last weary mile

Just forget if you can that I ever frowned

And remember only the smile

Forget unkind words I have spoken

Remember some good I have done

Forget that I have ever had heartache

And remember I’ve had loads of fun

Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered

And sometimes I fell by the way

Remember I have fought some hard battles

And won, ere the close of the day

Then forget to grieve for my going

I would not have you sad for a day

But in the summer just gather some flowers

And remember where I stay

And walk in the shade of the evening

When the sun paints the sky in the west

Ponder for a moment about me

And remember only the best.

-Lyman Hancock

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return."

Nature Boy - Eden Ahbez

Words from his children:

Dad was born in Hamilton, Ontario; the youngest of a family of 3 children. He often talked about his days living on Railway Street in Hamilton, playing with the neighborhood kids and riding his bike. He spent many years in Hamilton working at Dofasco and raising his children; Leslie, Drew and Julain.

Having moved to Quebec (West Island) from Burlington, Ontario in 1981, it didn’t take him long to learn the ins and outs of Montreal. A traveller at heart, he explored all the nooks and crannies of the city and loved to act as tour guide when any of us visited him. He loved food and always had a new restaurant for us to explore.

Dad loved music and singing. He always had Frank Sinatra or Tony Bennet playing at home or in the car; he also liked to wake his children up on Saturday mornings to John Philip Sousa marches!! He was part of a few west island choirs and often talked about his time with the “ReTreds”, singing in care homes for the residents. He enjoyed his friends and often spent time with his buddies playing pool in the afternoons. Dad spent several years volunteering at the West Island Palliative Care Residence. He started in a maintenance position and then became a friendly visitor. He loved his work at the centre which gave him purpose and a sense of meaning.

He met the love of his life, in his later years. Monique was a gift to him. She had 3 lovely daughters who embraced dad and welcomed him into their families. They often joked that they got along so well because she couldn’t really understand English and he couldn’t really understand French!

We would like to extend our gratitude and appreciation to the staff at Centre d'hébergement Foyer Dorval for the expert treatment and sincere care extended to our dad while he resided there. All the staff made him feel welcomed and cared for; he always told us “they are taking good care of me”.

To Dad

The chapter of your life has come to an end

All the words have been said; no time to amend

The life that you led; we are part of your legacy

And will hold in our hearts the best of our memories

Our parents are old from the time that we’re small

And we spend the time trying to have them recall

And meet the young you and get a sense of your past

To make sense of the present and people who’d been cast

The decisions and challenges throughout your long life

Marked the passage of time and caused you some strife

As you later would say what you learned over time

Is that family is everything; and love lasts a lifetime

You talked of your travels; many countries you treasured

You passed on your passion; all your kids had the pleasure

You researched the best that the world had to offer

I am just sorry it ended; not something we could alter

Your kids are all grown; “I’m proud” you would say

We made sure you were cared for and at the end of the day

Saw your travel through life and were with you at the end

To ensure your safe passage to the next world; all in.

by Leslie with love