Saturday, November 22, 2014

WOJCIK'S FUNERAL CHAPEL - LLOYD MURRAY DOLE FUNERAL ARRANGEMENTS


Lloyd M. Dole
July 19, 1955 – November 9, 2014

The very embodiment of “hail fellow well met,” Lloyd M. Dole, has departed this earthly realm on Sunday, November 9, 2014, in Winnipeg, Manitoba, at the age of 59 years.
Left to forever cherish Lloyd’s memory are his brother, Roger; dear companion Judy; as well as loving “ex,” Diane. He was predeceased by mother Connie and father Gordon. He also left behind a multitude of friends who are grieved at the thought they will never again share Lloyd’s avid conversation, or his infectious love of good books, good music, good television and good movies. A short list: the St. James Supper Club; his Winnipeg Press Club pals; Lloyd’s Winnipeg Sun coworkers; his softball and volleyball families; and the “Funky Five.” 
Lloyd was technically born a West Kildonan lad, but became a staunch fixture of sunny St. James, evidently a match for his usually sunny disposition. He spent much of his life working in the media, specifically the Winnipeg Tribune and the Winnipeg Sun, where Lloyd’s smarts and natural ebullience made a perfect fit among the more fun-loving ink-stained wretches. At the Sun, for example, when the late Lindor Reynolds decided to dress him up for a Boy George look-alike contest, Lloyd was, as usual, game for anything. Upon seeing the bathroom adjoining then-publisher Paul Robson’s office, he would be the guy to cheekily inquire: “Publisher’s clearing house?”
Many of Lloyd’s comrades will remember the infamous Thursday night get-togethers, watching Hill Street Blues or matching wits with him (usually unsuccessfully) over epic marathons of Trivial Pursuit on Planet Dorchester. Fond memories of gabbing over dinner or music on Moorgate, on Linwood, or on Wharton, or elsewhere will linger for many. We will also remember his devotion to his own pets, and Lloyd’s connection with all manner of cats and dogs was truly amazing. Lloyd took great satisfaction in supporting unfortunate or disadvantaged animals. He will long be remembered for his unfailing loyalty, generous heart, quick smile, and his capacity to share his passions with his friends.
Lloyd’s memory will be celebrated on the afternoon of Thursday, November 27, 2014 from 1:00 p.m. to 3:00 p.m., in the Royal Canadian Legion, St. James No. 4, 1755 Portage Avenue, Winnipeg, MB.
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Craig Street Cats, 89 Madison Street, Winnipeg, MB, R3J 1J2.
Wojcik’s Funeral Chapel & Crematorium, 2157 Portage Avenue, 204.897.4665, is in care of arrangements. wojciksfuneralchapel.com  


Wojcik’s
FUNERAL CHAPEL & CREMATORIUM
2157 PORTAGE AVENUE
204 - 897 - 4665


www.wojciksfuneralchapel.com

Birthday of a King

In the little village of Bethlehem,
There lay a Child one day;
And the sky was bright with a holy light
O’er the place where Jesus lay.

Alleluia! O how the angels sang.
Alleluia! How it rang!
And the sky was bright with a holy light
’Twas the birthday of a King.

’Twas a humble birthplace, but O how much
God gave to us that day,
From the manger bed what a path has led,
What a perfect, holy way.

How Great Thou Art

O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed:
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to thee:
How great thou art! How great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to thee:
How great thou art! How great thou art!
When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees,
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze:
And when I think that God, his Son not sparing,
Sent him to die, I scarce can take it in,
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.
When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then *I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, My God, how great thou art!

Amazing Grace

  1. Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
    That saved a wretch like me!
    I once was lost, but now am found;
    Was blind, but now I see.
  2. ’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
    And grace my fears relieved;
    How precious did that grace appear
    The hour I first believed.
  3. Through many dangers, toils and snares,
    I have already come;
    ’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
    And grace will lead me home.
  4. The Lord has promised good to me,
    His Word my hope secures;
    He will my Shield and Portion be,
    As long as life endures.
  5. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
    And mortal life shall cease,
    I shall possess, within the veil,
    A life of joy and peace.
  6. The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
    The sun forbear to shine;
    But God, who called me here below,
    Will be forever mine.
  7. When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
    Bright shining as the sun,
    We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
    Than when we’d first begun.

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

God rest ye merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day;
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy!

From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came;
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tiding of the same;
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name.

"Fear not, then," said the angel,
"Let nothing you affright;
This day is born a Savior
Of a pure virgin bright,
To free all those who trust in him
From Satan's power and might."

Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
this holy tide of Christmas
Doth bring redeeming grace

Angels We Have Heard on High

Angels We Have Heard On High
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly swinging o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.

Gloria In Excelsis Deo
Gloria In Excelsis Deo

Shepherds why this jubilee
Why your joyous strains prolong
Say what may the tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?

Come to Bethlehem and see
Him Whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

See within in a manger laid
Jesus Lord of heav'n and earth
Mary, Joseph lend your aid
With us sing our Savior's birth


We Three Kings

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we travel afar.
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.

O star of wonder, star of might,
Star of royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Following yonder star.

Born a king on Bethlehem's plain,
Gold I bring to crown Him again,
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign.

O star of wonder, star of might,
Star of royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Following yonder star.

Frankincense to offer have I.
Incense owns a Deity nigh.
Prayer and praising all men raising,
Worship Him, God on high.

O star of wonder, star of might,
Star of royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Following yonder star.

Myrrh is mine: Its bitter perfume
Breaths a life of gathering gloom.
Sorrow, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in a stone-cold tomb.

O star of wonder, star of might,
Star of royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Following yonder star.

Glorious now behold Him arise,
King and God and Sacrifice.
Alleluia, alleluia!
Sounds through the earth and skies.

O star of wonder, star of might,
Star of royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Following yonder star.