Obituary of Lloyd Walter Douglas McConnell

The death of Lloyd Walter Douglas (Larry) McConnell, husband of Bertha (Scribner) McConnell, occurred on April 4, 2003, at the Saint John Regional Hospital. Born in Saint John he was the son of the late Charles and Mabel (Thompson) McConnell. He served during WW II with the Canadian Army. He was a member of Central Baptist Church where he was a deacon for a number of years. He was employed with Lantic Sugar until his retirement. He was a volunteer with Meals on Wheels. He was a member of the Royal Canadian Legion Branch 69. Besides his wife he is survived by his sons Wayne and his wife Patricia (Patty) of Moncton, Terry and his wife Susan (Sue) of Saint John, his daughters Valerie Lebel of Saint John, Kathryn McConnell and her husband Peter Welsh of Toronto, ON, his brother Robert and his wife Lotty of Carignan, PQ, his sisters Florence Cuthbertson and her husband Mac of Cornwall, ON, Barbara Czempoyesh and her husband Joseph of Cambridge, ON, Joan Lent of Salt Springs, NB, his grandchildren Jamie McConnell, Tommy McConnell, Sabrina Lebel, Brianna Welsh, Dave McConnell, Matthew McConnell and several nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his son-in-law Robert Lebel and his sisters Marion Webb and Gladys East. Resting at Brenan's Select Community Funeral Home, 111 Paradise Row (634-7424), with visiting on Sunday from 3-5 PM and Monday from 2-4 and 7-9 PM. The funeral service will be held on Tuesday, April 8, 2003, at 2:15 PM, from Brenan's Chapel. Interment will take place at Cedar Hill Extension Cemetery. Remembrances made to the Canadian Cancer Society would be appreciated by the family. www.brenansfh.com Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamonds in the snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die.