Fred was the devoted husband of Theresa, loving father to Marc and Craig, cherished father-in-law to Roxanne and Leysa, proud grandfather to Lily-Rose, Violette, Hilson, Arthur James, and Lachlan, beloved brother to Freeda and Charles, and treasured uncle to Jim, Christine, Theresa, Jim, and Lorraine.

If you ever found yourself at Ashbridge’s Bay, you might have spotted Fred on his favourite park bench with Ginger the dog at his side, ready to strike up a conversation with anyone passing by. His warmth was magnetic, his curiosity boundless, and his kindness legendary.

A proud graduate of St. Michael’s College, University of Toronto, Fred discovered a lifelong passion for languages. For over 30 years, he inspired thousands as a French teacher at Northview and AY Jackson Secondary Schools. His classrooms were always animated with music, laughter, and the occasional burst of caroling to help students master their French conjugations. He mentored dozens of student teachers, organized unforgettable ski trips to Quebec and school adventures to Paris, and left an indelible mark on generations.

Fred’s love of culture and art was infectious—he delighted in wandering museums with his grandchildren, rewarding their creative insights with a dollar and a smile. He treasured the work of Michael French, whom he visited in Mexico, and found joy in annual river cruises and the family tradition of attending Handel’s Messiah.

A true explorer at heart, some of Fred’s favorite travels took him from Germany, Italy, and France to Kenya, India, Brazil, and Australia, with his sons and daughters-in-law by his side. Yet he was just as happy riding the Queen Street streetcar, discovering the magic of his own city.
The son of immigrants, Fred and Theresa, his wife of 50 years, worked tirelessly—buying, fixing, and selling 25 homes to create opportunities for their family. Fred was also man of deep devotion, visiting his own mother daily for six months during her final days at St. Michael’s Hospital, where he himself received exceptional care in his last days. The family extends heartfelt thanks to his long-time physician, Dr. Tim Cook.

Fred’s life was a joyful song—he never missed a chance to sing “For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow” or his signature “Bone Fête” with every birthday cake. Recently asked to look back on his life through a series of questions, when asked about regrets, he simply said: “No regrets.” His greatest gift? “My two sons.” As for advice to his grandchildren: “Enjoy life.”

Fred’s legacy is one of love, laughter, and curiosity. He leaves us with memories as vibrant as his spirit and a reminder to greet each day with open arms and an open heart.
In lieu of flowers, please share a story, a song, or a simple act of kindness in his honour. Donations to St. Michael’s hospital are also welcome in Fred’s name.
We love you, Baba Fred. Thank you for a lifetime of joy, love and memories which will forever stay in our hearts.