Carole Lee Demers

8 DÉCEMBRE 1946 20 JANVIER 2026

Portrait de Carole Lee Demers

Visite

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Lundi 20 juillet 2026 13:00 – 14:00
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Espace sacré

Service funéraire

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Lundi 20 juillet 2026 14:00 – 15:00
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Espace sacré

Inhumation

QUAND:
Lundi 20 juillet 2026 15:00 – 15:30
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Cimetière Beechwood

Réception

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Lundi 20 juillet 2026 15:30 – 17:30

Born in Windsor, Ontario. Life and love exist on both sides of eternity.

Carole Lee Demers (née Mitchell) lived a life shaped by love—love given freely, love carried faithfully, love that does not end. That love continues now, held close by her husband of 62 years, Raymond; her children (and cherished grandchildren): Tamara (Cameron and Greg); and Troy (Noah and Brooke). We remember Carole with gratitude for the countless ways she loved each of us into being.

Carole married her high school sweetheart and lifelong partner, Raymond, and together they answered the call of service and embraced the adventure of military life. With grace and quiet strength, she made homes in many places—Chatham, New Brunswick; St-Hubert, Quebec; Ottawa, Ontario; Baden and Geilenkirchen, Germany; Borden, Ontario—and finally returned to Ottawa, where roots grew deep once more. In every place, friendships formed easily and endured across decades, marked by loyalty, shared stories, and joyful reunions.

In her professional life as an executive assistant, Carole served with care and excellence. She was an Olympic shorthand writer, a record-breaking typist, and a gifted event coordinator offering her gifts as a form of service to others and ensuring people felt supported and valued.

Carole’s generosity extended well beyond her work. She volunteered with the local swim club, established a tuck shop at a nearby retirement home, and offered the simple, powerful gift of reading to those with vision challenges. Known for her elegance and sense of occasion, Carole had a way of turning the ordinary into something special. Even garbage day carried its own quiet ceremony, announced by the familiar click, click, click of her heels along the driveway. Her collection of gardening gloves matched that of her shoes.

Her life was defined by hospitality, loyalty, kindness, love, and connection.

Carole remained an inspiring presence through the progression of her Alzheimer’s diagnosis. She continued to love to dance, to sing, and to engage fully in the life of memory care. Joy lived in her—soft and steady. As words became fewer, her spirit spoke clearly through direct eye contact, warm embraces, and a tenderness that needed no translation. She offered the world the essence of who she had always been: a committed wife, devoted mother and grandmother, a loyal friend, a loving woman, and a resident deeply grateful for the caregivers and staff at Rosepark Retirement Community and Queensway Carleton Hospital who walked alongside her.

In lieu of flowers, donations in Carole’s memory may be made to the Alzheimer Society of Canada, or you are invited to plant something that will blossom and grow—living beauty in honour of a life so lovingly lived.

Cremation has taken place. Family and friends are invited to Beechwood Funeral, Cemetery, and Cremation Services, (280 Beechwood Avenue, Ottawa), for a Memorial Service on Monday, July 20, 2026, at 2 p.m. in Beechwood’s Sacred Space, Interment to follow at Beechwood Cemetery amongst the blooms she loved so much.

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  1. As family and friends gather to celebrate the life of my Aunt Carole, I find myself reflecting on the many memories she helped create throughout the years.

    Aunt Carole was a gentle soul who welcomed everyone with open arms and a warm smile. I will always remember her perfect lipstick, her sense of style, and how she was always impeccably put together. Elegant seemed to come naturally to her.

    When I was younger, I was fortunate to spend time with my aunt and uncle while attending college nearby. Living far from home, that family connection meant so much to me and helped me feel close to my own family. Though Aunt Carole and Uncle Raymond were private people, they always made time for family.

    As the years passed and I started a family of my own, the visits became less frequent, but my fondness and appreciation for them never faded. As the generation before me begins to leave us, I am reminded of the family gatherings, backyard celebrations, and special moments that Aunt Carole and Uncle Raymond were such a big part of.

    Gone, but never forgotten. I like to think that Aunt Carole is looking down on us —bright-eyed, wearing her perfect lipstick, with that charming smile and timeless elegance that I will always remember.

    In her memory, I have made a donation to the Alzheimer Society of Canada, a cause that was close to her family’s journey.

    Rest peacefully, Aunt Carole. ❤️

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