Eric (C.E.B.) McConachie 1927-2012
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McCONACHIE, Charles Eric Bruce
Born in Edmonton on April 8, 1927 to Grant and Elizabeth McConachie, Eric passed away peacefully on May 24th, 2012, at the age of 85, in Chateauguay, Quebec. Dedicated husband to Barbara (nee Gunderson) who predeceased him in 2006, beloved father to Lynn (Gilles Doiron, EdD.), Jane McConachie and Bruce (Elizabeth LePoidevin), and loving grandfather to Marc, Jessica, Isaac, Danielle, Michelle and Cassandra, Eric spent the remaining years of his life with his dearest companion Iris Glenn, who sadly passed away two months earlier. Eric will be fondly remembered for his enthusiasm towards life, eternal optimism and entrepreneurial spirit. A memorial celebrating Eric’s life will be held in Edmonton, Alberta, during the summer. To send your condolences or for further information about the memorial, please write to: [email protected]
Published in The Gazette on June 8, 2012
8 June 2012
I am Eric’s daughter Lynn and I’m just writing to let you know that dad passed away on May 24th in Chateauguay.
I know you were a friend of dad’s and that he thoroughly enjoyed attending your soirees….
I am attaching his obituary. It will be inserted into the Gazette for either Thurs. or Friday’s edition; however, I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind advising some of the other soiree attendees, who might have known dad, about his passing…
Thank you and warmest regards,
Lynn & Gilles Doiron
Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates
Thank you so very much for letting us know of Eric’s death. He was a dear friend with an extraordinary mind, and the sad news brought many memories flooding back. How lucky we were to have known him, and, in my case, to have worked with him.
One of my favorite memories is of a last-minute call from Eric to ask if David would ‘lend me out’ for a formal event that was a fund-raiser for the United Nations Association. Bombardier had bought a table and Eric was the presiding senior representative; your mother did not want to go as the other people at the table were predominantly unilingual francophone. Eric thought it best to travel by taxi, so he ordered one to pick him up at the house in TMR. As he emerged from the house, looking very spiffy in his black tie, your mother waved him off cheerily. He arrived at our house to collect me where David waved me off, equally cheerily. The driver was totally bemused. He obviously thought that we belonged to some swinging spouse-swapping group. We had a great chuckle about that and enjoyed a lovely evening.
We hope that he is in a happier place, where there is no pain, no ailments, and lots of scope for his creative genius. I envisage his spirit encouraging young aviation pioneers to think BIG and overcome the barriers of red tape. How we loved the long conversations with him about aviation and many other matters. And, above all, we will always remember the early development work he did on what became the Skyhook JHL-40*.
He was such a welcome guest at Wednesday Night and we were absolutely delighted that the photograph that accompanies the obituary was taken in our home (he is standing in front of the picture of the Getrude L. Thébaud, the schooner that my father’s cousin built to race against the Bluenose).
We send you all our deepest sympathy. He loved you very much and took great delight in telling his friends of all your doings.