Zoltan "Zoli" Molnar

31 août 193021 mars 2021

On Sunday, March 21, our dad Zoltan Molnar (Zoli), passed away peacefully at 11:26am. 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


Zoltan "Zoli" Molnar


Ian Smith

2 avril , 2021

I first met Zoltan not long after I began to volunteer at the West Island Palliative Care Residence (now Teresa Dellar Palliative Care Residence). We often sat at the same table during lunch on Wednesdays when I was in for my shift. He had a wonderful sense of humour, and was a gifted craftsman (he made a beautiful doll house which he donated for the Residence’s auction one year). And he shared a dedicated compassion for all of the patients we were serving. I am a better person for having known him. Rest In Peace, Zoltan; you have left a wonderful legacy.

Sophie Labreche

30 mars , 2021

We met Zoltan (Zoli) at palliative care where he worked. He was so kind to my dad. After dad passed, mom and Zoli bumped into each other by accident, went out a few times, they hit it off and he moved in with her the following year. They were such a cute couple :-)

Unfortunately a few years later mom got sick and Zoli ended up taking care of her as well, he was such a dear.

After mom passed, Zoli would spend most Holidays with us until recently after all he had inherited 6 grand children through our family. Kristine (5 at the time) baptized him "Loli".

I hadn't seen Zoli or spoken with him in 1½ years due to Covid but thanks to his daughter Leslie I was able to finally speak to him just a few hours before he passed. He will definitely be missed :-( May you rest in peace Zoli and if you see mom again say hi to her for us :-) xox

Jeffery Mance

28 mars , 2021

The writeup for Zoltan is great, and focuses on his love of many forms of music and his participation in several choirs. I recall that as well as singing with the Retreads, for some time he also sang with the Island City Chorus, the men's barbershop music group based in the Montreal West Island. It was a privilege and fun to sing along with him during that time - both during practices, and performing for audiences, particularly for the groups living in senior people's residences. He possessed a wonderful singing voice. Great memories.