JAMES (JIM) TELENCOE

Condolences & Memories (4 entries)

• I first met Jim in the Zoning and Permits office, when I asked him a zoning question and he gave me shit for interupting him. Then he proceeded to give me more shit. I thought "how do you spell stress?" My first impression of Jim was not great, but I must admit, but by the end of my 4 year sentence there I developed a healthy respect for Jim and the work he did for the most ungrateful branch in the City of Wpg. I joined the Metro Curling league somewhere in the midst of it all and Jim and I butted heads on the ice as opposing skips for many years. Jim was as intense on the ice as he was in the office. He loved his time on the ice and squeezed every minute out of each game. As we all moved upstairs to the bar, Jim became the life of the party. He loved his earned libations, loved the conversation and jokes and seemed to win the gambling pot more often than anyone else. Jim was a good man and will be missed. Thanks for the memories Jim... Ted Hawley - Posted by: Ted (Coworker and curler) on: Mar 11, 2021

• OMG, I just heard about Jim. Word-of-mouth news during COVID just doesn't travel at the same speed. I only worked with Jim for a short time but he was my cubicle neighbour for about 3 years where I discovered many things about him. He "entertained" my kids for a half hour on Take Your Kid To Work day telling them all about being a Zoning Officer. Their takeaway? "Don't ever become a Zoning Officer!" LOL. So sad to hear of his passing. My condolences to the family. - Posted by: Shirley Jenken (work colleague) on: Mar 10, 2021

• On the loss of Jim Telencoe, Sunday, February 21, 2021. The end of an old friend’s life is never anything good. To lose him during a pandemic like none of us has seen before is downright obscene. No gathering of family and friends to honour him, to tell all the old stories again, to raise a glass to his time on earth, no hugs for a family that needs them. Nothing. A small family service, a note in the paper. Jimmy you deserve more. I would stand up and tell about the time when we went to the Scandavian Pavilion brewery tour. Well maybe not. Or the time Frank and I woke you up on Mostyn Place. Mmm – no not that one either. I might reminisce about all those days at U of W and visits to the Geography Department stairwell. I would talk about our road trip to Milwaukee to see the Rolling Stones. I could tell about you proudly introducing me to Gwen for the first time at what used to be Gabby’s on Portage, later the Palomino Club. I could tell about you introducing me to Diane Roy in the basement room at the Zoo one New Year’s eve. I could tell about meeting her again when I was best man at your wedding 35 years ago and never leaving her side since. But we cannot get together and share as we are meant to at a time like this. Screw you covid. What I can do is go and buy a 6 of icy cold Standard, crack one open and raise it to you my friend. You live on in all of us but especially in Gwen, Lauren, Susan and your grandkids. You were so proud of all that they are! Adios me gonzo compadre. - Posted by: John and Diane Ford (Gonzo compadre) on: Mar 06, 2021

• Gwen, my condolences on the passing of your husband. Take care. - Posted by: Karen Toews (Co-worker of Gwen) on: Mar 06, 2021