Stan Martynuck

Loving, devoted husband and best friend of the late Aldene. Most precious father of Stan (Jane), Tammy Zalewski (Walter) and Debbie Berto (Robert). Adored Gigi to Allison Zalewski (Amy Owens), Matthew Zalewski (Karissa Louttit), Nick Berto and Benjamin Martynuck. Predeceased by his parents Bartyk and Josephine Martynuck. Brother of Sue Stanghetta (Mel). Predeceased by his siblings Marie Stanghetta (late Mike), Anne Stone (late Gordon), John Martynuck (Norma), Bill Martynuck (Carol) and Jim Maciuk (Doreen). Son-in-law of the late Clyde and Peg McPhee. Brother-in -law of the late Terry McPhee (Jill).

Very special uncle to many nieces and nephews. He will be missed by his special buddy and neighbour Everson.

Stan was a plumber for many years and loved his job. He enjoyed meeting and helping people. He had a great sense of humour and loved to make people laugh. When not working, Stan enjoyed mushroom picking, hunting, bowling and his cottage at Jones Landing. He loved holidays and meal time. He cherished time spent with his family but his grandchildren were his world.

Family and friends are invited to Arthur Funeral Home-Barton & Kiteley Chapel (492 Wellington Street East, 705-759-2522) on Wednesday, March 13, 2024 from 11:00 am to 1:00 pm. Funeral mass at Precious Blood Cathedral at 1:30 pm. Rev. Eric Pannike officiating. Interment Holy Sepulchre cemetery. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations payable (by cheque or online) to Thrive Child Development Centre Foundation would be appreciated by the family. Online condolences and tributes can be made and found at www.arthurfuneralhome.com for the Martynuck family.

The Martynuck family would like to thank Dr. Schamp for many years of caring for our father. Thank you to Dr. Nicki Apostle, ARCH, Sault Area Hospital, especially the staff on 3B, for the excellent care and compassion provided.

Gigi we love you to the moon and back-until we meet again

Welcome to the celebration of my dad Stan, also called Stosh and most importantly Gigi by his

grandkids.

Dad was married to our mom Aldene for 53 years. Their children Stan, Tammy and Debbie were his

world until later when he and mom were blessed with grandkids. As youngsters he was the head of our

entertainment committee always planning outings and organizing fun events for his children. Trips to

camp were always my favourite. Extended family and friends would join us at camp and dad would

organize the horseshoe tournaments and lawn dart and bocci games. Every evening he would have a

bonfire and everyone gathered would relax and tell stories. A trip to the lake was always entertaining.

The children would line up to have dad throw then in the lake. That’s how he kept his biceps in shape.

To condition his legs dad would squat so that the children could use his lap as a diving board. Then it

was time to eat and mom and dad would fill everyone’s belly with whatever he had to share. A lot of

fond memories come flooding back.

My dad was a plumber in town for 42 years. In that time he came to know a lot of people and a lot of

people knew him. He loved his work and his bosses who were his sister Marie and brother-in-law Mike.

We were trained when the phone rang early in the morning to answer politely because it was most

often customers calling that needed dad’s help. I guess you can say we were unpaid employees of his

plumbing company.

Monday nights were always reserved for bowling. He enjoyed bowling in his league and was proud of

the fact that he almost scored a perfect game with his highest score of 270.

My father had a stroke at the age of 59 and had to work hard to regain his speech which became

impaired. Many years of speech therapy followed and he was devastated to learn that this signalled the

end of his working career. In hindsight we believe that it was God’s plan. He was now available to care

for my mother full time. He survived the stroke and went on to enjoy 30 years of retirement. Mom and

dad were a team. Mom became crippled with arthritis and had more than her share of medical issues.

Mom was my dad’s voice after the stroke and dad was her physical support and caretaker. He never

complained. Their faith was strong and he loved her dearly.

Dad was never happier then when he was spending time with his grandkids. He never missed anything in

which his grandkids were involved. He was at every practice and game whether it was soccer, hockey,

baseball or bowling. Every Christmas concert, recital, swimming lesson, church sacrament, Christmas

dinner, Thanksgiving dinner and birthday party. He was their biggest fan and supporter. Even though

dad had trouble speaking at times, he and Ben his youngest grandchild had a bond and the ability to

communicate in their own special way. Ben adored his Gigi and often visits to Gigi’s were used as a bribe

to get Ben to try something new. Matthew honed his hockey shot while practising on his goaltender Gigi

in his driveway. Dad would go in net and wear back catcher padding to protect his body parts. When I

told him I was pregnant and he was about to become a grandfather for the first time, he was so elated

that he went outside and danced a jig under the overflowing eaves during a rainstorm on his driveway.

He sang All Around the Mulberry Bush to Allison for years and later she became his speech therapist

quizzing him relentlessly. Nick was Gigi’s plumbing helper always quick with the tools and helping him

fix things. All his grandkids adored him. No one fell out of favour with dad no matter what events

occurred. He loved his grandkids and family unconditionally.

To sum up, we are all left with a void in our hearts that will never be filled. We will miss him and cherish

the memories that he has left us. One of dad’s favourite expressions was to reply to things by saying

“Hey By golly”. Well dad, “Hey by golly until we meet again”. Love you.

As I often sang to him we are family I got my brother and sister with me because of our parents we will

be okay.