Donald Leslie Edy, UEL, son of Cyrus and Florence (Rowland) Edy, passed away 22 January, 2017 in his 100th year. Don was a fighter pilot in the North African campaign during WWII. He was shot down over the Sahara and ended up as a Prisoner of War in the Air Force Officer’s camp, Stalag Luft III, best known for the “Great Escape”. After the War he wrote a book about his experiences. “Goon In The Block”, a reference to the prison guards, has given historians the crisp memories and insights that most memoirists, who wrote later in life, could not provide. He was a London businessman and there will be a generation who well remember, “Chimo”, at Adelaide and Central Streets. He was predeceased by his brother Robert Edy, sister, Marjorie Edy and his dearly beloved wife, Millie Jane Carr. Dearly missed by his children; Jane Hughes (Jim), Bob (Carol), Derek (Patti), Tom, Barbara (Ron Paliwoda), grandchildren; Jeff Edy (Anne Covey), Lisa Forbes (Chris), Cyrus Edy (Dwayne), Jonathan Edy, great-grandchildren; Matthew Forbes, Dalon Edy-Gagne, Briggs Edy and nephew, Don Edy and family.
A private family service will be held with interment of ashes in Woodland Cemetery. Cremation has taken place. Memorial donations may be made to the charity of one’s choice. Williams Funeral Home, 45 Elgin Street, St. Thomas entrusted with arrangements.
John G. Magee Jr.
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds, – and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of – wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there, I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air…. Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace Where never lark, nor even eagle flew – And, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.