He is confident of a joyous reunion with his wife, Donna Ann McKibbon (nee Harmen) his soulmate, companion and best friend who he courted and loved since their first kiss at age 14 at Queen's Athletic Field and for who he has longed since she departed more than four years ago after 63 years of marriage.
He is predeceased by his parents Hubert and Muriel McKibbon (Driscoll) and survived by his two younger brothers, Rev K.D. 'Casey' and Rev John.
His memory is secured in the hearts of his children: Dr Chris McKibbon (Kim), Jason Harmen McKibbon (Pauline) and Laura Jean (Caron) McKibbon (Bill).
His playfulness and teasing twinkle will be the foundation of the remembrances held dear by his grandchildren Theo (Kristen), Connor, Maija, and Dylan; and Adam (Adrienne), Joshua (Melanie), and Kylie (John). His great-grandchildren Reese, Nicholas, Maddison, and Everett will learn more and more about him from the stories told by parents, grandparents and his many friends.
Don began his successful career at INCO as a young electrician's apprentice and progressed to finish years later in the senior management position of General Foreman when he retired in his early fifties.
As a well-known Mason, he was proud of his long association with Algonquin Lodge, where he served as the Master of the Lodge and from whom he received the honour of a life membership a few years ago.
His good work and service to others are legendary. He touched a multitude of families, helping them as best he could with every and any request. As a fundraiser for the Shrine Club, there was none like him.
Best of all, he enjoyed his participation in the Shriner's "Clown Brigade" as Kibby the Clown, warming the hearts of children near and far.
And if you needed (or even if you didn't need) Shriners Christmas Cakes or Onions…he was your man!
But it was at the camp that he carved out of the bush on Trout Lake that we'll recall him at his best: clearing a road, renovating a deck, jumping joyously off the dock or enjoying his family and his friends. It was here that he knew best the conviction that he believed most and which is carved into his stone that "to live in the hearts of those we love is not to die."
His motto in life was:' Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again! And he meant it!
He is confident of a joyous reunion with his wife, Donna Ann McKibbon (nee Harmen) his soulmate, companion and best friend who he courted and loved since their first kiss at age 14 at Queen's Athletic Field and for who he has longed since she departed more than four years ago after 63 years of marriage.
He is predeceased by his parents Hubert and Muriel McKibbon (Driscoll) and survived by his two younger brothers, Rev K.D. 'Casey' and Rev John.
His memory is secured in the hearts of his children: Dr Chris McKibbon (Kim), Jason Harmen McKibbon (Pauline) and Laura Jean (Caron) McKibbon (Bill).
His playfulness and teasing twinkle will be the foundation of the remembrances held dear by his grandchildren Theo (Kristen), Connor, Maija, and Dylan; and Adam (Adrienne), Joshua (Melanie), and Kylie (John). His great-grandchildren Reese, Nicholas, Maddison, and Everett will learn more and more about him from the stories told by parents, grandparents and his many friends.
Don began his successful career at INCO as a young electrician's apprentice and progressed to finish years later in the senior management position of General Foreman when he retired in his early fifties.
As a well-known Mason, he was proud of his long association with Algonquin Lodge, where he served as the Master of the Lodge and from whom he received the honour of a life membership a few years ago.
His good work and service to others are legendary. He touched a multitude of families, helping them as best he could with every and any request. As a fundraiser for the Shrine Club, there was none like him.
Best of all, he enjoyed his participation in the Shriner's "Clown Brigade" as Kibby the Clown, warming the hearts of children near and far.
And if you needed (or even if you didn't need) Shriners Christmas Cakes or Onions…he was your man!
But it was at the camp that he carved out of the bush on Trout Lake that we'll recall him at his best: clearing a road, renovating a deck, jumping joyously off the dock or enjoying his family and his friends. It was here that he knew best the conviction that he believed most and which is carved into his stone that "to live in the hearts of those we love is not to die."
His motto in life was:' Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again! And he meant it!
Family Members
Sponsored by Ancestry
Advertisement
Advertisement