THOMAS ROY TEVLIN

Thomas Roy Tevlin passed away peacefully, on June 22, 2025, at the age of 66. He was predeceased by his parents, Barbara and Murray. He is survived by his beloved wife, Christine; his three children, Lisanne, James, and Josh; and his siblings, Murray, Suzanne, Patrick, and Mike; as well as a close circle of nieces, nephews, and extended family. Those who knew Tom are familiar with his rare gift for making people feel immediately at home. Whether with a quick-witted joke, a generous laugh, or a warm smile, he made space for everyone just as they were. His humour was sharp, self-aware, and contagious. He loved to tease, especially those he loved most, and was always the first to laugh at himself. A true renaissance man, Tom was whip-smart, a deeply thoughtful scholar, an expert skier, a talented writer, and a compelling speaker. He never stopped engaging with the world's big questions. No topic was too small or too grand to spark his curiosity, and he was known to do a bit of midnight research just to return to a conversation the next day with a fresh perspective (or a new argument). He approached every discussion with openness, generosity, and insight. Tom fully understood current events and was sought out on an international level for his strategic advice. Tom was a gifted musician, both as a guitarist and a singer, and his joy in music was infectious. With a little encouragement, he could be convinced to perform at gatherings, leading impromptu singalongs that brought everyone together. Music was his lifelong companion - his chosen language for celebration, connection, and reflection. He was in love with the world and endlessly fascinated by the people in it. He listened with his whole attention, lit up hearing about others' dreams and ideas, and had an unmatched ability to make people feel proud of who they were. He gave compliments freely and sincerely, and never missed a chance to tell someone what they meant to him. Above all, Tom was a devoted husband and father. He showed up - always. Some of his greatest pleasures were complimenting Christine's thrift finds, celebrating his children's music taste, and raising a glass of red wine while teasing his loved ones with affection and pride. His love was constant, expressive, and deeply felt. Tom's last moments were spent exactly as he might have wanted: surrounded by family and listening to music. As his brother, Murray, played guitar, Tom closed his eyes and said, "Man, those are some beautiful chords."