Gregorios Boutsakis

who passed away peacefully at his home on

May 27, 2025.

Born on January 28, 1967, in Vancouver BC, Greg grew up in Vancouver

and went to secondary school at

Templeton High School in East Van.

In his younger years, Greg was also living

in Crete, Greece spending quality time with

his grandparents for a short period, before

he returned back to Vancouver to

continue his schooling.

Through the decades, Greg was well known for his passion for boxing, music, cooking –

and his hair styling – a personal trait that endeared him to all who knew him.

He actually tested his skills and pursued a hairdressing career as a profession

for a period of time.

Greg is survived by his loving family -

his sister Katerina (Rob), his uncle George (Diane), aunties Georgia, Evangelia (George), Praxia, many more cousins and extended family members, both here and abroad.

Greg was pre-deceased by his parents, John (born in Selles, Crete Greece), mother Elefteria (born in Kounavi, Crete Greece) and brother Emmanuel (Vancouver, BC Canada).

A funeral service will occur

Tuesday June 17 at 11am at

Sts. Nicholas & Dimitrios Greek

Orthodox Church

located at 4541 Boundary Road

Vancouver, BC

Following the church service,

a committal service will be occur at the

Mountain View Cemetery at

5455 Fraser Street at 12:30pm

(Location of site is north off East 33rd Ave,

in Section HORNE2)

At this time, the family will not be having a reception following church/committal services.

In lieu of flowers, donations can be

directed to the Union Gospel Mission

Located at 601 East Hastings Street,

Vancouver BC www.ugm.ca

Echo By Christina Rossetti

Come to me in the silence of the night;

Come in the speaking silence of a dream;

Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright

As sunlight on a stream;

Come back in tears,

O memory, hope, love of finished years.

O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,

Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,

Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet;

Where thirsting longing eyes

Watch the slow door

That opening, letting in, lets out no more.

Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live

My very life again though cold in death:

Come back to me in dreams, that I may give

Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:

Speak low, lean low

As long ago, my love, how long ago.

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.MountPleasantFuneral.com for the Boutsakis family.