#obituaries

#obituaries

Joe and I met in the 7th grade and attended junior high together. I'll always remember him for his Hawaiian shirts, his love for Weird Al Yankovic, and his accordion playing.

The immediate impact of it was that even Noah's mother was not able to access material from his Instagram. We had to go through a process with the court to get the material, said barrister Peter Coll KC, representing the coroner.

"I need to honour them in the best way and in every way that I can. Everybody is here supporting Rioghnach-Ann too and she knows her brothers are living on in a really good way in their memory."

Dr. Bessel van der Kolk writes in 'The Body Keeps the Score' that trauma doesn't just live in our minds - it reshapes how our bodies respond to emotion. Sometimes, when we experience significant loss, our nervous system essentially decides that feeling is too dangerous and shuts down the whole operation.

I was actually shocked. Mori said it felt like a total violation of my parents. The niche is sacred. On Nov. 17, 2025, the same day the Mori family reported the missing items from Highland Memory Gardens in North York, Halton police held a news conference detailing a string of thefts at eight cemeteries across the Toronto, Halton and Niagara region.

The Stasi, the secret police, were legendary for their data files. Their work was based on instilling fear, and they induced stunningly amazing numbers of East Germans into informing on their neighbors. Something along the lines of 1 in 6 East Germans were informants, whether out of fear or out of approval of what the East German government was doing.

I really like cremation songs. As the belt started, it just went 'the long and winding road,' and it made me laugh. It feels so inappropriate because of how abrupt it was. And then I just started thinking about inappropriate cremation songs.

'They're dead.' In disbelief, my response was unfiltered. 'What?' Followed by the F word. A wave of emotion rushed through me. My chest tightened. My body went cold. I could not immediately find the words to offer condolences, not because I did not feel them deeply, but because inside, my many parts were experiencing a collective shock. When you live with dissociative identity disorder (DID), news like this does not land in one place. It ricochets across all parts within.

In 2023, my dad called to tell me he'd dropped down to four days a week at work. He'd had a long career as an insurance underwriter, though it didn't define him. At one point, he even left the profession to become a plasterer for a decade to better balance out his schedule. Still, it served him well enough. "You really are getting old, then," I joked. Dad laughed - he was only in his 50s.