Celebration of Life

It is with great sadness after a courageous battle with brain cancer, we announce the peaceful passing of Christopher Crowe  on May 13, 2026.

Soulmate to Tracy,  proud father of Joshua (Vero), Seamus (Julie) and Callum (Sarah),  and devoted Poppa to Logan and Taylor.  A lover of life, Chris was a man of determination, integrity, curiosity, and adventure. A biologist by training (Carleton University 1979) and after a 36-year career as a Biomedical Technologist at the Ottawa Hospital, Chris was most happy spending time with his family at our home in Lac Ste. Marie surrounded by the wonders of the lake and the  Gatineau hills. His legacy is in a life well-lived, the thousands of memories he created, and the lessons in honesty, humility,  humour and love he demonstrated each day.

Chris will be forever  in the hearts of his step-mother (Mary Triebe), his brothers Steve (Yuhui) and Gregory (Eion), his embraced O’Doherty family,  Joseph, Beverly, Sandra (Tony) and Brian (Anne-Louise, Sarah, Michael), and his friends.

A celebration of life will be held on June 1, 2026 from 10 am to 2 pm, Beechwood Cemetery, 280 Beechwood Avenue, Ottawa.

For those who wish, contributions in Chris’ memory to Wakefield Hospital and Memorial CHSLD and La Maison des Collines (https://www.lamaisondescollines.org) are appreciated.

We wish to thank all the health care teams at the Ottawa Hospital, the Wakefield Hospital, and La Maison des Collines for the exceptional, respectful and compassionate care Chris received throughout this journey. With our deepest gratitude we acknowledge the amazing circle of love and support our family received during these last six months.

Online condolences may be made at www.beechwoodottawa.ca

Irish prayer for the departed  (Poem by Henry Scott Holland)

Death is nothing at all.

I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.

Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.

All is well.

by Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul’s Cathedral

From ‘The King of Terrors’, a sermon on death delivered in St Paul’s Cathedral on Whitsunday 1910, while the body of King Edward VII was lying in state at Westminster: published in Facts of the Faith, 1919.