Mr. Budd Leo Lynt

On behalf of Causeway Foundation, please accept our sincere condolences for your loss. We would also like to extend a big thank you for you support of Causeway and to everyone who have made donations.

Gloria and family
I wish we had known Budd better! The very loving tributes and eulogies at his funeral gave us a picture of a good good man who led an honest hardworking life and did his bit for the community. He was a true and complete gentleman. Thank you Jeff and John for giving us his life story in short form and for the pictures!
Please accept our deepest sympathy for your loss and our regret that we hadn't known Budd better.
Love
Pat and Bill and family

Jeff, Leah and family - my sincere sympathies on the loss of your father. Reading through the online guest book gives one a sense of how loved and respected he was. May your happy memories help you through.

Stephanie

The Eulogy delivered by sons John and Jeff

My Dad was born in Temple New Brunswick on September 17th of 1933 in the midst of the great depression.
His parents had 7 children. The kids were Geoffrey, Wyona, Budd, Gloria, Mary Elizabeth, Rosemary and Donald.
The family moved to Meductic, New Brunswick when he was 3. And it was there that the family had more than its fair share of tragedy. He lost his 2 brothers who were hit by passing motorists on the highway, his 3rd sister died at birth and his youngest sister died of diabetes at an early age.
He was very well liked and a well behaved kid but he was very shy as a child. He was also very studious.
His sister Onie (Wyona) said, “I remember that there was a rocking chair in our kitchen when we were kids and Budd seemed to have laid claim to it. If he caught anyone sitting in it they were in trouble. That is where he sat while doing his homework. Budd studied very hard when he was in school. He would study in the evening and set the alarm for about 6 am and study until breakfast time and always came 1st, 2nd, or 3rd in his class.
His father was a strict disciplinarian, and Dad had great respect for him. However, he was away a lot. His mom's threats of ‘wait until your father gets home' were laughed at because it was often weeks before he would return from long work trips. His father passed on his love for baseball to Dad and he played it through much of his life. Again his sister Onie tells told us a story about his love for the game at an early age. She said “Budd would teach kids how to throw and one day he was teaching his baby sister how to throw using rocks and one went through the living room window. Mom came out and Budd ran away from her and hid in the outhouse and locked the door. Gloria threw the rock, but Budd was blamed as he was the one teaching her, plus she was the baby.”
He loved the Montreal Expos. We have many fond memories of our family trips to the big ‘O'. When the Expos left Montreal he shifted most, if not all, of his passion to the Ottawa Senators Hockey Club. He lived to watch the Senators play, especially later in life. When we ordered his cable he only requested 2 channels-- one for the news and the other for the Sens.
He adored and cherished his mother who was a very generous person. I still remember the large boxes which were shipped in time for Christmas. She definitely passed this trait on to her son. From a young age he practiced his generosity by buying the family's first tv and the first lawnmower. And in our family, although we didn't have much money, it never felt that way at all. He always managed to make our birthdays and christmas time feel abundant . Although he didn't have much money for charity, he gave his time & energy. He did landscape gardening for his church, he participated in many bike rides for charity and he also donated blood so many times that he was invited to meet the Governor General.
Dad eventually settled in Ottawa and married Mom, Gloria, on June 23th, 1962; they recently celebrated their 51st anniversary. He was a true romantic, his love for her never ceased. When they were forced to live separately as his condition worsened, he longed for her . When he was well he loved long walks in the woods, candle light dinners and movie dates once a week.
He was a hard worker who spent over 20 years working for the City of Ottawa. He started his day before the birds chirped and was always on time and schedule. He also worked as a security guard on the weekends and he would never say no to an extra shift.
When retired in 1991 at 57 he spent much of his time with his kids and grandkids. He was extremely playful and a child at heart . I remember when I was a child that he was very fun to be around. His mind stayed sharp to an advanced age; at age 65 he and Mom decided to finally learn to drive. After many lessons in my driver's ed car and with great will and determination, Dad succeeded in obtaining his license. It wasn't easy, but Dad never quit, at anything. That's the kind of man he was.
He loved his bike and he biked all year round through the snow storms and all. He certainly didn't have any fancy biking gear. His bikes were well worn, but he was very frugal and didn't believe in wasting anything.
He loved dogs; his last dog “Pudding” died just before him this year. We could never tell him. Somehow he even combined his love of bikes with his love of dogs. He put his poodle Blackie in a Sealtest milk crate attached to his bike and rode the dog through the neighbourhood.
He absolutely loved gardening. Half our back yard was taken for Dad's garden. He even had a much larger plot which he rented on city community property. He also had to have the nicest lawn on the street.
He loved to boast of skating the entire Rideau canal which he did many times each year.
He definitely had his nine lives. He once fell off of a roof when he was a roofer, he was hit by a car while on his bike, he had an overdose of improperly prescribed medicine, he survived prostate cancer, suffered several strokes, and a near drowning later in life.
He was truly a ‘Glass half full kinda guy'. He never had a bad thing to say about anyone. Later in life, he rarely said much but led by example. He wasn't very philosophical in fact he avoided those conversations and any heated discussions at all. He much preferred the lighter side of things like talking about the weather or the Senators chances. In fact, in hopes of having him hang on a bit a longer, I recently pointed out that at least one sports magazine had picked them to win the cup this year. He smiled with his little sideways grin that only he had.
He quietly demonstrated how to live a good and fulfilling life. Although his words and hearing became less and less we always seemed to connect and understood each other. I enjoyed every minute of the time we had together. If its true that the measure of man is based upon how charitable and how kind they are then he raised the bar high and has given me a lot to live up to. He was truly the kindest man I ever knew. I loved him like no other.
To paraphrase his granddaughter Julia's words... we will miss your smile, your tenderness and gentle humour. You seemed to find the peace and happiness and you quietly held court at every occasion, you brought goodwill to everyone you loved and who loved you.
We love you Dad and grandpa, goodbye!

Grandpa, I miss your smile, your tenderness and your gentle humour. You always seemed to find the peace and happiness in every occasion, whether it be going out for ice cream or quietly holding court at Christmastime. That brought goodwill to everyone you loved and who loved you. I love you Grandpa.

Dear Jeff and Gloria, My wife Carol and I would like to extend to you and all your family members our sincerest condolences for the loss of your dear husband and father. Scripture promises to believers the reward of eternal life. Carol and I are praying for the progress of Budd's soul in the afterlife. Jack McLean (Leah's father)

Dad, I'm really going to miss you. You did not always say so much but instead you led the way by example.

Jeff, my thoughts and prays are with you and your family.

When at heart you should be sad,
Pondering the joys we had,
Listen and keep very still.
If the lowing from the hill
Or the toiling of a bell
Do not serve to break the spell,
Listen: you may be allowed
To hear my laughter from a cloud.

-Sir Water Raleigh

My dear, gentle father-in-law, goodbye.

You were a good grandpa. God bless you see you in heaven.

Matthew..

-Grandson







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Dad in honour of your memory I wear your cross. Miss you & Love you.


Kimberly..xo


-Daughter

He was always a sincere and thoughtful person. Always put others before himself. In his eyes, I was always beautiful despite my imperfection. He is

and always will be my angel. I was blessed to have known him.


Kristina..Oxford

-Granddaughter

Gloria, May God be with you and your family and give you strength and peace as you mourn the loss of your loved one(and our loved one) I only wish I could be with you at this time of sorrow. Love you all very much, Onie

Gloria & Family, Thinking about you and all the family as you mourn the loss of your loved one (and our loved one). Only wish I could be there with you. May God bring you comfort and ease your pain in this time of sorrow. Love you all very much, Onie

My deepest sympathies to the Lynt family. May Budd's legacy live on in each one of you.

Jeff,

My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family in this time of sorrow.

His charming ways and smiling face,
Are a pleasure to recall,
He had a kindly word for each,
And died beloved by all.

Budd Leo Lynt
September 17, 1933
August 27, 2013

Well done, good and faithful servant… Enter into the joy of your master.
- Matthew 25:21