In Memoriam

Joan died Jan. 31, 2021, in Ottawa. Daughter of the late Colin E. Macpherson (BCom’26), and the late Joan (Hamilton) Macpherson of Kingston, she was known as Libby. Beloved wife of Eden Cloutier, (MBA’68, PhD’84), loving mother of Gillian Smith (Artsci’96), of Toronto and Alison Cloutier (PhD, University of Toronto) of Ottawa. Predeceased by her infant son, Peter Colin. Nana to darling granddaughters Aurélie and Clémentine Smith, and fond step-grandmother to Arnaud Smith (Artsci’18). Dear sister of Catherine Fee (Artsci’91), of Kingston and Barbara Lisson of Victoria.
Libby grew up in Kingston, always considering it home. In her last year at Queen’s, Libby met dashing RMC cadet Eden. They married on Dec. 15, 1962 and went on to spend their early years at RCAF stations in the Prairies. They returned to Kingston so that Eden could pursue his MBA and Libby worked in the periodicals section of Douglas Library. After working in Montreal, they returned to Kingston for Eden’s PhD. Eden’s career took them to Ottawa where they raised their family. Her family and friends will dearly miss her newsy letters, always filled with curated, underlined clippings.

Helen (Armstrong) Bronskill, 92, widow of Eric Bronskill (BCom’48) (1999) died peacefully at the Kingston Health Sciences Centre on Sunday, Dec. 27, 2020. She is survived by her five children, Richard (M.Mus. U of T), Reginald (BA Queen’s), Kathryn (BA Queen’s), Alan (Env. Waterloo), Anne Enns (BA & B.Ed. Queen’s), her grandchildren, Adrick, Caelan, Kathryn, Tegan, Nicolas, Camille, Emerson, Elliot, Ainsley, and Simone (BA Queen’s); and her three great-grandchildren, Lucas, Kezia, and Ryan.
She was an avid weaver, opera lover, and supporter of the arts in Kingston & community programs such as Lunch by George. In 1943 at age 16, she became a Farmerette when the farm labour shortage was acute during WW2; she said it was one of the best experiences of her life. She was famous for her knitted baby clothes.
A memorial service will be held in Kingston at a later date. Funeral arrangements entrusted to Robert J. Reid & Sons Funeral Home, 309 Johnson St., Kingston, ON, KL 1Y6. Donations in her memory may be made to Lunch by George, the University Hospitals Kingston Foundation or another local charity. Online condolences may be made at Reid Funeral Home. 

Dr. J. Wayne Bates passed away peacefully on Tuesday, Dec. 10, 2019, surrounded by his loving family at Orillia Soldiers’ Memorial Hospital. Wayne is survived by parents James and Doreen Bates, wife Peggy Bates, daughters Lori Bates and Megan Balske (Timm), sons Michael Bates and Bradley Balske (Shannon), grandchildren Trinity and Caiden, brother David Bates (Cindy), sister Sharon Penty (David), and many nieces and nephews. Born in Hamilton and raised in North Bay, Ont., he graduated from Queen’s University, Faculty of Medicine, 1969.
Wayne served his community as a family physician, anesthetist and coroner for 45 years. Additionally, he spent many tireless nights working as an emergency physician at Orillia Soldiers' Memorial Hospital, as well as delivering many local babies. He was greatly beloved by the patients under his care. Wayne had a passion for hockey, fishing, boating, golfing, gardening, wildlife conservation and education. He had a unique sense of humour and took great delight in telling a joke or pulling a prank. Wayne was an animal lover and rarely without a canine companion at home. In his spare time, he enjoyed collecting stamps with the Barrie District Stamp Club and was an avid member of the Orillia Fish & Game Conservation Club. Cremation has taken place.
A Celebration of life was held in Doolittle Chapel of Carson Funeral Homes,54Coldwater St. E., Orillia. In lieu of gifts or flowers, the family kindly asks that you consider donating to the Orillia Fish & Game Conservation Club, of which Wayne had been a member.

On Tue., Dec. 29, 2020, Kye Christian Andrepoulos, beloved son of Christine Andreopoulos and the late Chris Andreopoulos (-2007), passed away suddenly at the age of 28, in Toronto.
Kye was born on May 22, 1992, in Toronto, at Women's College Hospital. He brought great joy to everyone around him, especially his parents. Kye was an extraordinary young man — social, laid back and approachable. He had the rare gift of being a great listener and was known as an interesting conversationalist who could debate any topic with a keen wit, humour, and intelligence. His energy and creativity were boundless.
He was talented, whether it was music (especially drums, where he was self-taught), writing (short stories/poetry/commentaries) or analytics and business (Bell, Flipp, Briq). He was also an awesome Karaoke partner and sang and danced as if no one was watching. His joie de vivre was inspiring to many. Kye was forward-thinking and extremely curious about the world and the people in it. He was loving, kind, gregarious, full of life and ambition, an innovator who had big dreams and worked tirelessly to try to realize them.
He packed a lot of experience into his young life, from volunteering across Canada with the Katimavik program, to heading many committees at Queen's University, where he studied Economics and Politics, to earning a full scholarship on an exchange to St. Andrews in Edinburgh, Scotland, and completing an internship in London, England. He travelled to many countries and loved diverse cultures and foods, especially his Asian spicy soups. He even took a gap year after high school (Jarvis) to study feminism and feminist literature at Inglenook school for half a year.
Kye was an old soul with wisdom beyond his years. He was selfless and loyal to his friends and especially to his mom Christine, with whom he shared an incredibly close bond, despite the many challenges he faced in recent years. Kye will be remembered for his kindness, encouragement, loyalty, quick wit, brilliant sense of humour, energy, and infectious smile. He was a positive influence on many and will continue to inspire those whose lives he touched. His loving and devoted dad would have been so proud of him. Kye will be sorely missed by his many friends, and especially by his mother, who has lost her son and best friend. She is consoled by the last words he said to her, "I love you." A memorial will be held in Kye's honour once COVID-19 restrictions have been lifted. Please also visit his remembrance page at remembr.com/kye.andreopoulos celebrating Kye's life.

Helen, 95, predeceased by husband Tim (A.T.E.) Anderson (BCom’48) in 1995, died peacefully, Jan. 8, 2021, in Ottawa.
Helen was part of a long line of Queen’s grads, including parents Clifford Bracken and Florence (Willson) Bracken, siblings Clifford, Connie, Lawrence, Ruth, and Bruce, children Scott Anderson (Com’73), Sharron Anderson Barker (Arts’76, Ed’77), and Ian Anderson (Arts’84), and four grandchildren.
Helen is survived by Scott (Heather), Sharron (David Barker), and Ian (Margaret Hancock); her grand-children, Sean (Sacha), Alison (Ian), Adam (Lily), Gillian (Lee), Rachael, and Rebecca (Curt); and her great-grandchildren, Claire, Aubrey, Jack, Cameron, Declan, and Graham.
Helen was deeply engaged with Queen’s. She served on the Board of Trustees and was a founding member of the Ban Righ Centre. In 2008, she established the Helen Bracken Anderson Bursary, and in 2000, she was awarded the Grunnan Onarach Award (Ottawa Branch).

Philip died Sept. 21. “Mrs. Chartrand, Phil’s grade four teacher, had a good eye for the human condition. She wrote on Phil’s report cards as follows: First report: Philip does talk too much and enjoys distracting other people. Second report: Philip still talks too much. He enjoys having a good time. “We lost Phil on Sept. 21 very unexpectedly. It was, however, a miracle that he even survived graduation from Queen’s. Our mother had gathered the clan for the occasion from far and wide, including our aunt from England. We had stayed over at a hotel the night before the grand event. Morning of convocation, however, the only one missing was Phil.

He showed up only moments before we were to leave for the ceremony, more than a little hung over (gentlemen, you know who you are). We thought Mom was going to kill him then. Since Phil’s passing, we have learned of his escapades over the years with his Queen’s classmates, some of which he only narrowly survived. Apparently, we were lucky to have had him as long as we did. We will all miss him terribly. The coroner reported he had an enlarged heart, something that everyone who knew him can vouch for. We just didn’t think it would kill him. Phil – this is what happens when you leave your sisters in charge!” Submitted with love by Phil’s sisters, Cathy Wild, Artsci’79, and Susan Wild, Com’87.