Earle (Claudio) Comrie

April 25, 1927February 21, 2021

(Claudio) Earle Comrie passed away peacefully in hospital after a long battle with cancer, on Feb 21st, 2021. He was 93.

He is survived by son Michael, daughter Jennifer, and grandson Brandon. Earle is pre-deceased by loving wife Kathleen (D. 2012), as well as all his nine siblings.

Earle was born in Cuba in 1927 and moved to Jamaica at the age of six. He spent over thirty years with Pan American Airways. He immigrated to Toronto with his family in 1976. Earle was very active in tennis for many years, and also enjoyed watching tennis, baseball, hockey and other sports. While he will be sadly missed he is finally at peace.

The family would like to acknowledge and give special thanks to his caregiver of 8 years Susan Salazar, for her wonderful care and devotion to him. He was so very fond of her.

As per his wishes, he will be cremated and there will be no services held.

In lieu of flowers donations can be made to the Heart and Stroke Foundation or the Canadian Cancer Society.


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Tina McCulloch

February 28, 2021

I knew Earle and his wife Kay probably all my life. My family and theirs had many get-togethers and vacations throughout my childhood; my sister and I often played with the Comrie children, Jenny and Mike. My uncle Deighton worked with Earle at PanAm in Jamaica. Our families even shared a shipping container when sending our belongings to Canada when we emigrated from Jamaica in 1976! We were saddened by the loss of Kay in 2012, and by Earle’s decline. Glad he is at peace now. As Jenny suggested, we should think of him and Kay and my mother Arlene (who died in December) all happily having a party together.

Francis Comrie

February 28, 2021

When I visited Jamaica at 15, Uncle Earle gave me a day I have always remembered, my first and only time waterskiing with, I was told, sharks all around me, so I'd "better not fall".
As an adult in Toronto a coworker told me he had worked for Uncle Earle at Pan Am in Jamaica for many years. He said that he and his fellow workers held him in the highest esteem. I would expect nothing less. Looking back I wish I could have spent more time with my Uncle. A fine and wonderful man in every regard.