In memory of

Alex McKay

July 2, 1945 -  November 30, 2019

It is with a broken heart that I tell you; my husband died Saturday after a life full of learning, teaching and love. He studied his language, Anishinaabemowin, Ojibwe Language, every day of his life and was dedicated to teaching it to anyone who showed interest and was willing to work at learning it. He loved all his children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren in his own special way.

Please gather with our family and friends to send him on his journey.

Guestbook 

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ᒦᑫᓬ ᐸᑭᐣᐠ (ᑭᐦᑭᓅᐦᐊᒫᑲᐣ)

Entered December 2, 2019 from Toronto, ON

ᑭᓇᓈᐦᑯᒥᑰ ᑯᐦᑭᓇ᙮ ᑭᓵᑭᐦᐃᑰ᙮ ᑲᐋᐧᐸᒥᑰ ᒦᓈ ᐹᓂᒫ᙮ ᓂᑲᐊᓂᔑᓈᐯᒧᒥᐣ ᑕᐦᓱ ᑮᔑᑳᐠ᙮ ᒦᑫᐧᐦᐨ᙮

Melanie Jeffrey (Collegue)

Entered December 2, 2019 from Toronto

Alex brought so much inspiration to students at the University of Toronto. His dedication to teaching language and sharing knowledge will be greatly missed by students, staff, and faculty like me; he has shaped all our learning journeys, and was the foundation of Indigenous Studies. Micwec Alex, you will be missed.

Cheryl Trudeau (Friend)

Entered December 2, 2019 from Toronto

My sincerest condolences, my heart goes out to you in your time of sorrow.

Kelly Van Raalte (Friend)

Entered December 2, 2019 from Powassan

Dear. Virginia and family,
Although meeting you at Dreamers Rock some time ago, the impact on meeting you both and having the honour of receiving teachings from Alex along with Krissie will be a lifelong memory. My heart goes out to you at this time of deep grief. Tobacco will be laid and prayers sent up. May your days ahead be filled with tender memories and love.
With deep respect and sadness,
Kelly

Brenda Wastasecoot (Colleague)

Entered December 2, 2019 from University of Toronto

I’m so thankful for Alex, he has been a guiding light and a fire for our people. His work with the University of Toronto has opened the doors for many Indigenous scholars like myself. Alex always encouraged me to speak my language and I will miss our Cree conversations. Rest In Peace in the living arms of Creator, Nistess, my brother.

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