1933 - 2002
|John Frederick Gamble (Jack) was
born on 31st January 1933 in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. Jack was the
son of Walter Frederick
Gamble & Ida Winifred Speare and one
of 5 Children, Walter, William (Bill), Robert (Bob) & Dorothy
I had the privilege of meeting Jack & his brothers in October 2001, at Branch 163 of the Royal Canadian Legion whilst with Glynn Speare & Bradley Fortman.
Jack ready for a Swim in Ottawa 1980'S & Jack & Dorothy August 2001
Jack's Obituary in the Hamilton Spectator
GAMBLE, John (Jack) - Suddenly at his home in Stoney Creek on
Reading By Jacks Brother Bill Gamble
JOHN FREDERICK (JACK) GAMBLE Jan. 31/33-Jan.20/02
This is without doubt the most difficult task,
that I have ever had to do, to say goodbye to my brother Jack. I did not
have a chance to say the many things I would have liked to have said. I
always thought I would see or talk with him in a few days, or if he needed
me he would call.
He has not only been my brother, he was also my best friend. Jack always looked at life with a great deal of optimism. He would always think the glass was half full, where others would say it was half empty.
When Nora was very sick, he did things for her
that were a test of pure love. He never complained. I am sure everyone
here knew it was a second marriage for both Jack and Nora. When I
asked Bill and Kathy, who are Nora's children, if there was anything they
would like me to say about Jack, they said "to please say how
grateful they were for the manner he looked after
Jack had three families in a sense, his and
Nora's family, his brother Walt, myself. Bob and our sister Dorothy, also
the extra large family "The Legion". Some of you must have
wondered what Jack and I talked about on Fridays week after week for the
past 15 years or so. On some occasions, we were our brother's keeper in a
sense, as at times when Nora would be having her
We both felt a feeling of pride and
accomplishment when we had a large crowd on a Friday night, as we would
see so many older couples dancing and enjoying themselves and often remark
the Legion was truly a community hall, similar in many ways to what Church
halls were a number of years ago. Many people thanked us on the way out
for such an enjoyable evening, this would make Jack very proud.
I want to give a few thoughts—We come in to
this world with nothing, we accumulate some material things, but leave
many memories, some good, some bad. The material things fade and waste
away, the memories live on, the bad memories are soon forgotten, but good
ones live on. In Jack's case the memories will live on for many
years, and I give thanks to him and God for
I want to close with this verse....
MISS ME BUT LET ME GO
When I come to the end of the road,
For this is a journey that we all must take
Gamble, Jan. 25/02
Reading By Jacks Son Ken Gamble
Many of you who know me will know that only on
the rare occasion do I have any difficulty speaking before a distinguished
crowd such as the one I see before me today. The next few moments find me
in a rather extraordinary situation of which I will attempt to reflect
from both my thoughts on paper and those still within my
It is without a doubt one of the greatest
honors of my lifetime to stand before you today and put forth some
thoughts on behalf of my sisters Janet, Barbara, Jacquie, Kathy and my
Let me say that I am absolutely overwhelmed by
the support, compassion, and love that we have received throughout the
past several days leading up to this moment. For this we thank you all.
Throughout the years my dad has been honored
for one thing or another for all of his tireless involvement within the
community that he loved so very much. Whether it was an appreciation award
for his involvement in community television from his high ranked TV show
Swap Shop, a citation from the municipal or federal government for the
giving of his time for the good of the community, or his many times over
familiar 1st place win in the 1.99 beauty contest at the Royal Canadian
Legion, my dad was truly honored to receive this recognition over time.
I can say without doubt that the tribute you
pay to our dad today is one event where he would truly feel most honored.
How could he not? I look out and see family, neighbors both former and
recent, workmates, and legion comrades - a standing room only crowd. Dad
believed that you could measure a man's success by the company that he
keeps. This is a testament to the man.
In many ways dad has touched all of our lives
very uniquely. I know that each of you here can relate many of your own
experiences with Dad.
If you're a legion comrade, you will think about the many Friday night
pubs and Saturday afternoons with Dick Flock, the countless hours of
building maintenance and renovation, the women's clothing thing, and no
doubt his harmonica playing.
If you're a neighbor growing up with us as kids, you'll think about
If you're a relative or cousin, you may think of Uncle Jack as a big kid,
an entertainer...but a man who so much loved his family and children
through our many family functions over the years.
If you are a friend, you will remember Jack as a tinkerer, always doing
Throughout the past few days I had an opportunity to share many thoughts with all of my family members and it seems we pretty much agree on the kind of person and father that my dad was. I believe dad always saw the world through rose colored glasses mentioned Jackie. He always saw and looked for the best in everything in
life. If the
pinnacle or the best wasn't achieved, it didn't matter, because tomorrow
was another day and things get better. Although it may not seem it right
now, things will get better.
Janet spoke at one
point of how dad could always make you feel as if you were the most
important person in the world at any given moment. It didn't matter how
busy things would get or how the time was, he could get so wrapped up in
the moment and enjoy your companionship to the point where nothing else
And when it came to
buying a house a couple of years ago, one which needed some sprucing up I
might add, Barbara was there for Dad and Nora on a constant basis with
brush and paint in hand well beyond the call of duty. Barb, Dad could not
speak highly enough on the difference you made in his and Nora's life.
Throughout the years
there were many challenges that were faced by my father. Having come
through one marriage, he took on a more demanding role of raising two
separate families under one roof- a difficult task. Enter Bill and Kathy.
Fast-forward through the years to around 1994 when Nora was first
diagnosed with cancer and Dad's greatest challenge was about to begin and
preoccupy him for the next 8 or so years. In the end, Billy and Kathy
would see dad as a gigantic man in respect to the love and dignity that he
provided for their mother until her passing away last year. They publicly
thank you dad. So Dad, you get A+ here.
For my self, I suppose the testament to my father would simply be how I am
so much cut from the same mold in terms of my interests, hobbies,
abilities, and personality. We are one and the same he and I, and I would
not change this for anything. If I can at least become half the man that I
knew in my dad, I will be blessed.
With Dad in the hand
of the lord, heaven just became that much more of a fun place to go.
Today, I thank my
family for their undivided support, and we thank you. Good-Bye and Good
luck dad. Watch over us.