Merritt Funeral Chapel


Charles Leslie Stewart

11 agosto , 193922 septiembre , 2020

It is with great sadness that the family of Charles Leslie Stewart, aged 81, announce his passing on September 22, 2020.

He is survived by his loving wife Marguerite; children: Dawn (Jerry), Charles (Tracy), Anne (Rick), Yvette (Kevin), Cora (Dave) and Rose; his grandchildren: Hannah, Douglas, Victoria, James, Bailey, Alexander and many Pomeranians; all of his family – brothers: Bill, Glen Wayne (Darla), Brian (Lily), Dale (Lynn), Robert, David (Andrea), Wendel (Bernice); sisters: Fern, Delphi (Ed), Bonnie, Dory (Bruce), Charlene (Wes), Donna (Brenda), Pam (Raymond); nieces, nephews, and relatives, as well as his many friends from all across Canada.

Charles worked across Canada in Mines, on Ranches and in Logging. He always said that B.C. was the best one out of all of them. Charles loved to hunt, fish and tell stories of all he had seen and done. He had so many friends that he worked with or knew. Wherever he went in Canada someone would always say “I worked with your dad” or “Your dad was my friend we met here”.

We would like to say thank you to Dr. McLeod for all his help. A Celebration of Life will be held at a later date.

In lieu of flowers please consider a donation to the Heart and Stroke Foundation.

Forever in Our Hearts - we will miss you Dad.


Charles Leslie Stewart

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Stewart Matsuda

septiembre 30, 2020

So sad in hearing that Les had passed. My deepest condolence to you, Marguerite & Family.
I worked with Les at Highland Valley Copper about 18 years ago. Seeing his picture, brought warm memories; of him & working at the mine. He was always cheerful, had stories, and enjoyable to work with. He was one of the people that made going to work fun.
Take care of each other; cherish his memories. My deepest sympathy.

Pearl Mountford

septiembre 28, 2020

My deepest condolences to the Stewart family. Les always had a story to tell. He was always so friendly and had a wonderful sense of humour.

Tania Stewart

septiembre 28, 2020

Oh so many memories I have. Growing up and exploring Uncle n Aunt's backyard playing hide-go-seek, finding lost treasures in the jungle. Swinging to the moon on the swing set, was a world of wonder. Uncle Les always having to stake down the swing set because of us reaching for the moon. Or yelling at us if we climbed over the fence into the alley. Not understanding that he was just being protective because of vehicles and not bein able to see us. Yelling at us to stay away from the river. Being that bigger than life giant while giving hugs when needed. Ronald n I spent many of our childhood down at Uncle n Aunty's home, drooling over homemade waffles n pancakes. Priceless memories that are forever. Love n miss always. Love Tania

Dory Hunt

septiembre 26, 2020

Date Squares and my brother Les.
My big brother had a huge fondness for date squares, such a huge fondness that the could find them no matter where mom would hide them. Every year for Christmas mom would make a big batch, fill a dutch oven (large pot) and hide it. When Les would arrive home from an evening out he would find it, sit down and with a jug of fresh milk sit down and enjoy his midnight snack of at least a half a dozen or so. Then put the pot back, this would go on over the lead up to the holidays, so when mom would get the pot out to put some on a platter for us to enjoy, well to say the least the pot was a bit lighter and emptier then when she hid it. Always a good laugh, and such a fun memory of my brother. Oh and by the way, he would never find the one pit in the whole pot, that was me, when ever I had a date square I would get the one pit out of the whole thing. RIP dear brother!

Roger Haller

septiembre 26, 2020

Rest in peace Les.

I think you were the first sibling Bonnie introduced me to when she brought me to meet the family. She showed a great deal of respect for you and as I got to know you, that respect transferred to me too.

You carried the quiet respect you inherited from your namesake father that came from a lot of experience. That image still sticks with me these many years later and I join the family in mourning the loss of a great man. - Roger

Jen Morley

septiembre 25, 2020

So very sorry for your loss. Your dad was a lovely man and always a pleasure to visit with. Hugs to all.

Elizabeth Melanson

septiembre 25, 2020

Much of my childhood memories include my Uncle Les and Aunt Marguerites home. My cousins were never in short supply when it came to their home. Always welcoming, always memorable, always with a snack or a meal to follow the shenanigans.
Fortunately, before Uncle Les passed I was able visit. Specifically I wanted to tell him what wonderful memories his home had provided to me. How thankful I was for his family. What an amazing family home he allowed me to experience as a child. How it absolutely rounded out my life experiences while my family visited Merritt from Kamloops, so many years in a row. Uncle Les and Aunt Marguerite never seemed to tire of children’s company. Always ready to welcome.
I will be forever grateful to have had the time to express to my Uncle how important the home he built, and the family he created was to me.
The morning he passed, before I knew he had passed, I was in a park with my daycare children. In the woods I heard the snap crackle and pop of twigs. It turned out a doe was watching us. For a good half an hour she walked around, feeding on the bushes and grass. It wasn’t till I was told of my uncles passing, that the morning really felt special.
I do not live very close to any family. So for me, family is not just something. It is everything❤️
My sincerest condolences to my Aunts and Uncles. To Charles, Dawn, Anne, Yvette, Cora, and Rose. I am so sorry for your loss.💔

I asked Uncle Les if he had a quote for life what would it be.....

“People who smile, will never smile alone”
Charles Leslie Stewart

Stacey Hogg

septiembre 25, 2020

Growing up with the Stewart family was filled with so many great memories. Mr Stewart always included all the kids who walked through his door as one of his own. He will be missed but the momories we have will always be cherished.