Dear Husband, 🌹❤️
With tears in my eyes, I was folding my washed clothes tonight, then I remembered how Mansour folded delicately my underwear (even patting them), my socks, nightgowns, etc He washed the clothes & folded them delicately.
Mansour cooked a lot of good Egyptian food from his mother’s recipes
He made and packed lunches for me to bring to work.
I used to bring him coffee and breakfast everyday after 2006, my retirement 
Lovingly, Rachel


I guess I will not forget you ever, you
were such a special friend.
My heart refuses to let go.

Love always Mansour


Dear  Husband, 🌹❤️
With tears in my eyes, I was folding my washed clothes tonight, then I remembered how Mansour folded delicately my underwear (even patting them), my socks, nightgowns, etc  He washed the clothes & folded them delicately.
Mansour  cooked a lot of good Egyptian food from his mother’s recipes
He made and packed lunches for me to bring to work.
I used to bring him coffee and breakfast everyday after 2006, my retirement 
Lovingly, Rachel 

Dear Mansour,
It's already been a year and a half since you  have gone to another world and I have tought about you real often.   I miss the good friend that you've always
been - so considerate, so supportive! I miss talking to you, your deep laughter
and your attention.  You see,  I  already
missed you before you left....
Since I know  you hear me, I want to let
you know that Rachel also  thinks of 
you!
All our Love,       Lise


After so many years of not seeing you, what a surprise to come face to face with a white-haired bearded, but still very handsome, loving and most caring friend from a period of my past. My first reaction Mansour, was to feel sadness because I wanted to talk to you before you died. You were so generous to me and my daughter Anik-she still talks of you. I always felt in a special friendship with you even if we were unable to share more.  I'm glad you had Rachel and your friend Mostafa. You were such a good person here on earth that I'm sure you have a special seat where spirits watch us.  My feelings of tenderness go out to you today Mansour.  God bless...you are one of a kind and many people miss you...

I'd like to echo the warm memories that my brother and my mom have shared about Mansour. I can't tell you how much it means to me that my first memories of Canada are of the warmth and generosity that was Mansour! He made our transition to a new country fun and playful and he always made us feel so loved. Staying with Mansour that winter was a highlight of all of our family memories. 

Mansour was always so interested in how we were doing and what was going on with us. I could feel it in every question he asked us. He was so incredibly genuine. And funny. And kind. 

As my mom mentioned, we were always entertained by the "discussions" that he had with my dad. They were both so unbelievably stubborn it was shocking!! Typical Egyptian Men!

I'm truly saddened that the world has lost a spirit as beautiful as Mansour. Thoughts of him bring warmth to my heart. 

Thinking of you Rachel and sending  you much love. You are equally as kind and beautiful. 

Rest in Peace and Rest in Power Mansour. 

I love you!

Sara Kassem

I remember Mansour would always spoil us whenever he came to visit. He would buy me GI-Joe's,candy and food. Pretty much everything a kid could possibly want. I don't think he ever said said no to me when I asked him for something. That is except for that famous time when I wanted to rent a movie and he said "No", so what did I do? I did what any 4 year old would, I called him stupid. I think he just laughed at the time, but my family thinks of this story whenever we remember Mansour. This giant man with a big heart being told by a 3 foot nothing 4 year old that he was stupid. 

We didnt really get to see him as often as we got older but we always remember the same, generous Mansour. I hope that wherever he is upstairs, that he's smiling down on us....... and he's forgiven me for calling him stupid.

Rest in Peace

Gone, but never forgotten

I think I first met Mansour when we moved to Montreal in the early ‘80’s. He worked with Mostafa, and was a nice man who enjoyed our kids. We got to know him a lot better when we moved back to Ottawa in February, 1989, when he and Mostafa worked together again.

We had been living in Delaware for 3 years and when we moved back to Ottawa, the heat in the house of the home we had rented did not work when we arrived. It was a colder than usual day in February. Mostafa had to find the property manager but he could not come until the next day. It was about 8:00 at night, we had 3 kids under the age of 7 and a dog and the heat wasn’t working. So Mostafa called Mansour. I thought this was a bit much but Mostafa said, “He won’t mind”, and indeed, he took us in graciously at the last minute. The next day, Mansour took the kids to the local video store and let them choose a video to watch during the day. They all have wonderful memories of Mansour because of the generosity he exhibited that day.

In fact, the kids always loved when Mansour and Rachel were coming to dinner. Mansour and Mostafa usually got into a disagreement about something and the kids always found this entertaining, as neither Mansour nor Mostafa would back down and there was a lively discussion.

Mansour was a fantastic cook and would prepare food “for  the Egyptian Army.” There was always so much and he would send food home with us.

Mansour was a character, very entertaining, but if there was only one word to use to describe him, it would be generous. He always had the other person’s interest and comfort in mind.

We hadn’t seen him much over the last few years because we moved out of the Ottawa area, but we often thought of him. “I wonder how Mansour is.” We will miss him, and knowing that we can’t catch up on the latest.


My husband of 26 years was generous and good hearted. He was very protective of his two sisters that he loved. We both loved music of all kinds and old movies, film noir genre. He was an eager student of classic music and art. Mansour loved to cook his mother's Egyptian recipes, a very good cook. The pain has alleviated but the heaviness is still there. 
At least he has found peace.
Miss you,
Rachel


Mansour,

I always remember our discussions and arguments. I apprecited your love of music and movie and I wished I had the same passion. Still listen to the Baroque music that you gave me.

Rest in peace, my friend.

Mostafa

Mansour, I miss you very much. Life will never be the same. The house is really empty without you.
Your loving wife.

OBITUARY

Mansour Abdel-Razek

September 1, 1945 – January 29, 2016

Maison funeraire Racine, Robert & Gauthier Beauchamp Funeral Home

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