When I think of Grampa, I think of his goofy laughs and afternoon naps. Specifically, Grampa loved to make this one joke where he’d ask me if I knew where my dad got his good looks… and then before I could answer, he’d point to himself and put on a huge toothy smile! Every time I was with Grampa, Dad’s sense of humour suddenly made complete sense.

But seriously, I will never forget you Grampa. You were kind, hardworking, and very funny. I can assure you, your tenacious sense of humour lives on in all of us. I miss you and we all love you so much!

Claude was such a gentle man, an honour to know him.

My dear Joan, I was so sad to hear of Claude's passing. Sending you and your family much love and hugs.

Grandpa was always so funny and a great person to chat and make jokes with. I remember watching hockey games with my family and grandpa would always call someone a "hoser." Never failed to make me laugh.

Love you grandpa!

Claude always had a funny comment to make and was quick to make a hilarious observation. And he was also such a kind, wonderful person. Everyone loved him. Claude, rest in peace. We miss you so much.

Joan and family we send your our love and prayers your way

Claude was very special person who always love to tease and joke with people. He always had the biggest smile whenever we met.

Tony and I will cherish memories from the cousin gatherings for lunch/breakfast ; our annual De Blonde summer events at Lake 7 and the days when you both came out to visit us at the camp ground in Winnipeg beach.

Right up to the end we all continued to laugh about ongoing discussion Tony and Claude had regarding the direction of a certain Tims

Claude you may be gone but you will forever live in our hearts.

Claude was a wonderful man. He was kind to all, very friendly and down-to-earth. He was quick with a joke and a smile. He was entitled to so many more years with his beloved Joan, his fine sons and his adoring grandchildren. May beautiful memories of Claude be a comfort to all of us who knew him and cared about him.

Claude, my good man, you are one of a kind.

Claude and Joan have been second parents to me since the age of 12 when I took Chad under my wing and tried (unsuccessfully) to make him a little bit cool. I remember countless hours at their dining room table debating everything from politics to the Jets line-up. The Claude-ster was never one to relinquish his initial opinion regardless of the clear evidence or arguement to the contrary. Somehow he managed that stuborness in the most affable way....which just made him lovable.

It was such a hockey-crazy household, so you can't imagine how I got such a warm reception in their home as a member of the esteemed Greendell Falcons....archnemesis team to Chad's lowly Glenlee Vikings. For 40 years we've debated the alleged two-line pass that was the only reason possible for the Falcons championship win! Invariably, for Claude a Vikings loss was the result of bad refs....while their victories were clearly due to superior talent and genius coaching (RIP as well, beloved Uncle Don).

I'm sure it sounds silly, but one of my favourite memories of Claude was watching his eyes pop out of his head when Chad grabbed a flat of 24 diet cokes for the drive to Brandon to watch Cory play for the Wheat Kings. "3 cokes each on the way there, 3 cokes each on the way back" said Chad. Claude's head exploded lol

I will miss you Claudemeister, you are a man of character, good-humor.....and bad spelling :D

Dad had a wicked sense of humor, which came in handy having three boys. He drove the family all the way to California when the kids were 8 to 13 years old. He spent most of the drive with his head turned around, looking into the backseat and promising to turn the car around if we didn't stop fighting and poking each other. We were the early version of the Griswolds, on our way to Wally World. Dad was definitely Clark. How he maintained his stamina to keep driving, I have no idea.

Dad was also a famous BBQ-er at our house on Whitley, where he'd throw the hamburgers or steaks on the grill, get distracted by something happening in the kitchen, see the smoke emanating from the back, and come back with the most charred, rock-hard pieces of meat you ever saw in your life. (Fortunately, that was just how Mom liked them.)

Once he got to the BBQ a bit too late. He came back in the kitchen, eyebrows entirely missing, black soot all over his cheeks, hair all askew, put a plate of cinders on the table, and said "I'm not sure we can eat this" with a grin and a chuckle. He looked like he'd been shot from a cannon.

I think my favorite memory was the time the whole family sat down to dinner, each of us exhausted from a very long day. Mom did her best to rally the troops. She looked over to me and said, "Chad, you look tired. Why don't you go take a shit?" Now understand, my mom never swore. She immediately tried to correct herself, saying she meant, "why don't you go take a shower or have something to eat?" But it was too late. Dad was laughing so hard there were tears coming out of his eyes. My mom's cheeks changed three different colors until she started laughing as well. Dad would advise anyone who looked tired to go to the bathroom for weeks afterwards. After all, he was just following Mom's advice.

Sometimes our jokes came at Dad's expense, especially when it came to his spelling. Like the time when he came home from the Burger King drive-through and realized they had forgotten some things he'd ordered. He was frustrated and angrily started flipping through the phone book for a very long time. Finally, after what seemed like 5 minutes, he said "How do you spell Burger, anyway?"

Of course, I couldn't have been the easiest son to have. We were on a trip to go fishing in the Whiteshell, when I was 10 or 11, and I'd been misbehaving with my brothers all the way there. We stopped to get gas, got out for some snacks, and Dad called me over to the car. He rolled down the window, and said, in a very serious whisper: "Chad, you're acting like an I....D....O....T." I looked at him and said, "idot?"

We called ourselves idots for years afterwards, and it was one of my Uncle Don's favorite stories about Claude.

Dad was larger than life. If he got a good joke off, or a witty response, he would wait about 20 minutes and then say it again, as if we were hearing it for the first time. It was part of his charm, and the reason he kept Mom, the boys, our families, and everyone around him laughing for so many decades.

I miss you Dad, and I'm glad I got to see you before you left. We all loved you very much.

We knew Claude during our shared years together at Vic Wyatt House, ever on the move it seemed - riding his bike, washing his car, running errands, socializing. He was always ready to stop and chat. He was so obviously proud of Joan and her accomplishments. We'll miss you, buddy.

First of all we are sending our love to our great friend Joan and her wonderful family. Claude is and will be greatly missed always.

We met Joan and Claude 38 years ago through hockey thanks to Joan's brother Donnie. Ever since then we have been very good friends.

Memories of road trips from Nova Scotia, P.E.I. to Vancouver and every province in between come to mind.

We could phone each other any day and in less than two hours we would be having a coffee, then go out for supper.

Both Claude and Don had strong opinions about politics which made exciting conversations ending in laughter and smiles.

Coffee will never be the same!

Hugs, Hugs and more Hugs to you Joan and your family.

It's hard to write 65 years of things we did together....being kids on Worthington, 1st house next door, 2nd house next door in St. Adolphe, family gatherings, many day trips with the kids, numerous suppers out, trips down south and endless cups of coffee. Claude always had an opinion which he is pretty sure he won (to be continued at some point). We will miss you so much Claude - thanks for the memories 🩷. Johnny & Barb

I have been thinking of days long gone by before we both were married. I have been remembering a Sadie Hawkins double date - taking the boys out for supper and the fun we had. Playing twister in my parent’s rec room and all the laughs. Claude was for anything and laughing all the time. I will especially remember how easy it was to visit with you both no matter how much time it was between visits. This is how I will remember him - his big smile 😃😃

My very deepest sympathy goes to you Joan and to all your family.

Hugs and love to you all. 💕

What I will remember the most and cherish is our morning coffees, playing pool, watching the Jets playoffs, Happy Hours and golfing. Claude will be deeply missed by all the guys at Vic Wyatt. My sincere condolences to you Joan and family.

We treasure our memories camping at Winnipeg Beach and Pickeral lunches in Gimili. Please accept our condolences and love to Joan and family.

Joan and families, we are so sorry to hear of Claude's passing. Deepest condolences from our entire family.

Tim and I enjoyed when Joan and Claude made it out to Lake Seven fir the yearly De Blonde camping. Claude was always willing to participate in the games even if stuck with some of us that were game's challenged. We will remember his big smile and the gift to visit with anyone like you just saw him yesterday.

our condolences to Joan & families. We will remember him for his big smile, his willingness to join our families in their crazy family day games, and his laugher and jokes with all of us. We will really miss him on our family get together at the lake

Ill always remeber his jokes, his smile, his laugh, the beaking all the boys did for fun. Say hi to everyone up there for me!

Very sad day for family and friends. I had the privilege of working alongside Claude in the 90's+

He was a very talented contributor in our team. We travelled together visiting customers and not only was he front and center on our technical strengths but he had this amazing sense of humour. The one liners were always at the ready and it sure made those days a lot of fun. He was very proud of his family, many stories about their education and sports etc...a proud father!

I remember Claude with great respect and findnes, may he rest in peace.

Hard to believe that we knew Claude for almost 50 years.. He was a great friend who always had a smile on his face or if needed, a helpng hand. Going to miss him.

We are deeply saddened over the sudden passing of Claude.

He was a wonderful Brother & Brother in law. We remember all the fun parties at your Whitley house! We will miss our breakfasts and get togethers. We always had a lot of fun and laughs together. and will cherish so many fond memories of Claude.

Sending love and hugs to you Joan and all your family.

Love Gloria & Ron xoxo

Claude was my mentor in the world of hydraulics when I started at Monarch Industries in the mid 90's. He was extremely knowledgeable and had the quickest wit and best comebacks in the industry! His write up above is spot on showing a great love and dedication to his family. We were coworkers and good friends, I will be thinking him today.

My condolences to Joan and the entire Cyrenne family.

Joan,

Fred and I would like to offer our deepest condolences to you and all your family on the loss of Claude. He was a very special man and we enjoyed our many years of friendship with both of you. The fun times, in New York for Chad's wedding, our memorable trip to Hawaii and your precious visit to Arizona before Claude retired just to mention a few. All our shared suppers at Boston Pizza over the years also comes to mind. Although, we took different retirement paths, our thoughts and prayers have continued to be with you over the years. We wish you well as you grieve the loss of Claude, your husband and dear friend.

Love,

Fred and Dolores

To Chad and family. I am so sorry for your loss. Sending strength and hugs to you during this difficult time.

Sending much love to you Joan and the whole family. We remember uncle Claude as quiet but kind, and genuinely interested in what we were doing and our family. We live far from you guys, yet you've been to a few very special days in our life and speaks to his value of family and being present. We appreciated that. This is a beautiful tribute. Hold tight to all the happy memories. Love to you all. Laura, Jeff and family ooxx

I will always remember Uncle Claude for his smile and our Sunday brunches at Grandmas. Sending love to everyone who is missing him. Say hi to dad for me ❤️