| durhamregion.com | This Week | Thursday, December 15, 2023 | 40 MENZEL, Werner ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ It is with great sadness the family announces the passing of Werner Menzel on Saturday, December 10, 2022 at the age of 88. Loving partner to the late Doris Bell. Devoted step-father of the late Linda Edwards. Proud Opa of Laura (Warren) Belfry. Great grandfather of Spencer Belfry. He is survived by his sister Rosemarie O'Neil. Dear uncle of Karen Myers, Randy O'Neil, Annemarie (Helmut) Schneider, Doris (Rudi) Beck, Erdmann (Karin) Schott and Werner (Eleonore) Schott. Predeceased by his parents Oskar and Martha Menzel and siblings Katherine Schott and Margarete Schneider. Werner will be greatly missed by many extended family and friends. A visitation will take place at Mount Lawn Funeral Home, 21 Garrard Road, Whitby ON, on Monday, December 19th from 10 a.m.-1 2p.m. followed by a service in the chapel at 12 p.m. In lieu of flowers, donations to the Lung Association of Canada would be greatly appreciated. HOOKER, Perry Calvin ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Passed away at Peterborough Regional Health Center on Thursday, December 8, 2022 at the age of 65. Loving father of Jason Hooker and his partner Dawn Foxall of Trenton and Krystal Hooker and her husband Brandon Teixeira of Bowmanville. Much loved papa of Dustin, Jacob, Caleb, Zackery and Kaden. Lovingly remembered by Suzanne Marincak of Little Britain. Dear brother of Brady Hooker and his wife Janet. Predeceased by his sister Jamie. Survived by his niece Jayne Anne and nephews Justin and Riley. Predeceased by his nephew Mark. Visitation at Barnes Memorial Funeral Home, 5295 Thickson Rd. N. Whitby on Monday, December 19th, from 12:00 noon until time of celebration of life in the Barnes Chapel Monday afternoon at 1:00 p.m. Messages of condolence and shared memories can be left for the family by visiting barnesmemorialfuneralhome. com JACIW, Dr. George Andrew March 31, 1926 - November 27, 2022 ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ On November 27, 2022, Dr. George Andrew Jaciw, passed away peacefully in his home at the age of 96. George had an accomplished life. Born in Lviv, Ukraine, he studied medicine in Vienna during World War II. After the war, he continued his studies in Medicine in Munich, Germany. He immigrated with his family to Canada in 1948. Then followed a frustrating period: learning English, working as a Laboratory Technician at Western University in London, and applying to universities to complete his Canadian medical education. Eventually settling on the University of Ottawa (Class of '55). George married Martha Tesluk in 1952. After an internship in Warren, Ohio, George completed a residency in General Surgery in Wheeling, West Virginia. It was there he met Dr. K. Hobbs, another Canadian from Ottawa. Both doctors decided that fate had brought them together and it marked the start of a long partnership. They returned to Ontario in search of a community in need of two young doctors. After a period of searching, they decided on the town of Whitby (then a population of only 7,000). What followed was a busy practice, first located at the Whitby Plaza. Then, in 1964, switching locations to a new building on 619 Brock St. South, the Whitby Medical Centre. As the town grew, The Whitby Medical Centre welcomed many young doctors who chose to settle in Whitby and start their practices there. George's prime interest in life has always been concern for his patients. During the 1960s and 1970s, besides regular office hours, Dr. Jaciw delivered babies, assisted with surgeries, covered emergencies in hospitals, and conducted house calls for patients from Bowmanville to Pickering. He also worked for the Whitby Psychiatric Hospital, the Whitby Jail, and St. John Ambulance as a Medical Examiner. He actively participated in the building and funding of Dr. J.O. Ruddy General Hospital (Lakeridge Whitby), where he was later Chief of Staff, and served the Credential Committee responsible for admitting new doctors to the hospital staff. As a medical volunteer, he attended many local hockey games, stitching up players' wounds - including a young Bobby Orr. Remembering his immigrant past and honouring his native roots, he sponsored Ukrainian immigrants from refugee camps in Vienna and Rome to come and settle in Canada. In later years, he sponsored several Ukrainian students, some of whom became lifelong friends, helping them attain a university education in Canada. Always active and busy, George's hobbies included hunting, skiing, hiking, and gardening. After 60 years, Dr. Jaciw officially retired in 2016. He leaves behind a loving family: his wife Martha Jaciw of 70 years, two children Stephen Jaciw and Irene Sim, grandchildren Matthew Jaciw, Samantha Jaciw, Sarah Jaciw, Michael Jaciw, Catherine O'Donnell (Jake), Christine Sim, and Owen Sim, and great grand- children Shayne and Sophia O'Connor. His contributions to the Town of Whitby and the health of its residents continues to live on. Funeral Services were held for Dr. Jaciw on December 2, 2022, and he was laid to rest at St. Wolodymr and St. Ohla Ukrainian Cemetery. If desired, condolences may be expressed online at wctownfuneralchapel.com. HOAR, James April 23, 1929 - December 8, 2022 ------------------ In loving memory of James Richard Hoar, who passed away peacefully in his sleep, on December 8, 2022, in his 94th year. Jim lived a wonderful, carefree life and enjoyed making people laugh with his unique sense of humour and a twinkle in his eye. Jim was predeceased by Jean, his loving wife of 60 years, and is survived by his daughters Donna (Phil) Solomon and Patty Langley. Proud grand- father to Tracy (Phil) Lillie, Lorie (Derek) Honeyman, Todd (Aurora) Langley and Ian (Leslie) Langley and great- grandfather to Drew, Owen, Emma, Brooklyn, Everett and Theodore. We will miss our father, grandfather, great-grand- father, uncle and friend dearly, however we take comfort knowing he is now celebrating with family and friends that have gone before him. Rest in peace, Jim. OBITUARIES | REMEMBERING THE LIVES OF THOSE IN OUR COMMUNITY Heavy are our hearts today, memory brings you back once more, to the time when you were with us, to the happy days of yore. Gone is the face we loved so dear, silent is the voice we loved to hear; too far away for sight or speech, but not too far for thought to reach, sweet to remember you who once was here, and who, though absent, is just as dear. What would I give to clasp your hand, your happy face to see, to hear your voice and see your smile, that meant so much to me. 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 diamond glint on snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn's rain. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.