In Memory of

Thomas

Gordon

Johnson

Obituary for Thomas Gordon Johnson

Thomas Gordon Johnson, beloved son, father, brother, and friend, passed away peacefully on February 15, 2024, in the embrace of his girlfriend, Jan. He was born in Niagara Falls, Ontario, on May 28, 1951, to Earl and Louise Johnson in a bustling household, and was one of eight siblings including his brothers Bruce and Jeff, and sisters MaryLou, Nancy, Barb, Sue, and Gloria. Despite the usual sibling squabbles and disagreements that colored their shared upbringing, Tom remained a source of joy and laughter with his generosity, his infectious humor, and his quick wit.

Tom was a devoted father to his children, Thomas Adam Johnson and Vanessa Lynn Johnson-Kolbuc, for whom he had with his then-wife, Karen Lynn. His unwavering hilarity and love were evident in every aspect of their lives, and his memory will forever be cherished by his children and his grandchildren, Myka, Carter, Bryn, Mickey, and Minnie.

TJ gave numerous years to his career at the St. Lawrence Seaway, Welland Canal on C-Shift, where he not only forged lasting friendships but also honed his business acumen. It was during this time that he formulated the business strategy for Just Blinds, a venture now run by his daughter, Vanessa.

In addition to his professional accomplishments, Tommy will be remembered for his love of life, his talent for storytelling, and his ability to draw Rat-Fink. He had a zest for lazy adventure and enjoyed spending time outdoors, mainly people-watching.

Tommy leaves behind a legacy of love, laughter, and kindness that will continue to inspire all who knew him. Though he may be gone, his spirit will live on in the hearts of those he touched, and his memory will be cherished forever.

A shindig to toast Tom's legacy will be held from 5pm until late on Saturday, July 13th, 2024, at 6066 Kalar Road. Attire for the festivities: Harley garb, Hawaiian button up shirts (mostly unbuttoned), dark dickies and light coloured sweaters. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Human Fund (yeah, it doesn’t exist). Just bring jokes and stories.

Rest in endless naps, Dad. You are already deeply missed, but your humor will echo in our hearts for eternity.