In memory of

Ernest Kornetz

August 27, 1934 -  September 22, 2018




Dad has joined Mom in eternal happiness. He leaves behind daughters Laurie Kornetz of Owen Sound and Terri (Paul) Durnan of Mississauga. He will be dearly missed by his three grandsons Matthew (Sara) of Sudbury, Jason (Alexa) of Georgetown, and Joshua (Diane) of Toronto.

There was never a task too big to tackle as far as Dad was concerned and he always took the time to do it right.

His attention to detail and pride in a job well done was evident in his many projects, especially the family cottage that he built from the ground up. So much of that knowledge was passed on to his son-in-law and grandsons.

Dad was a true renaissance man. He loved Harleys, all and every technical gadget, story telling about his many life adventures, snowmobiling, and the game of golf, or rather the social aspect of the game we believe, as a round with Poppa was an all day affair. "Play through, no problem, we are in no rush". Dining out meant you needed to set aside at least four hours!

Retirement in Markdale Ontario with Mom was by far the happiest time in both of their lives.

For all who knew Dad, he did things on his schedule (if it was marked in the book) and always on his terms, so St. Peter better be prepared for a lengthy entrance tale (and perhaps a few pointers on how the gates could be better structured).

Give Mom a big hug for us Dad and we pray you find the peace you have sought for so long,

Love forever,

Terri and Paul

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Jason Durnan (Grandson)

Entered September 24, 2018 from Georgetown, Ontario

Papa was enormously informed in just about anything you can imagine. I remember him being in his mid 70’s, explaining to me all the bells and whistles of my smart phone. He was always keen to learn something new and never shy about sharing his knowledge, talent and experience with those around him. Getting someone else to do something you could learn how to do yourself was absolutely out of the question.

Papa is the reason I ever took an interest in construction. I cannot even begin to count to amount of times I bragged about him building our family cottage from the ground up. He was truly an incredibly gifted man.

I remember his garage on Grayview and his basement on Eliza being stock full of tools and gadgets, all kept in very specific places and organized in a way that he knew the exact location of anything at any given time. He passed this meticulous organization to my mother, and through her to me.

Papa made me into a black coffee drinker. Every coffee I pour, I get a glimpse of his face in the back my head counselling me that “if it’s not good enough to drink by itself, it’s not good enough to drink period”. How he took his coffee may seem like a small, inconsequential facet of his life but I see it as a fitting symbol for how Papa carried himself in general. Do not dilute your authenticity or try to mask it with unnecessary sweetness. Be unapologetically genuine and true to who you really are.

Brooding and straightforward as Papa often was, he most certainly shaped a giant part of me and my brother’s senses of humor. Dry, cutting and sardonic, it would have been easy to mistake his good natured ribbing for disrespect. Nonsense. Papa just wanted you to stay humble, develop thick skin and never take yourself so serious that you couldn’t laugh at your own expense.

“Happy Birthday, a ME!” he would sing, during your birthday just to break your balls and make you think he was only there to celebrate himself. I remember Josh exploding from laughter when he did this during his birthday, saying “No Papa! It’s MY birthday!”

The times spent with Papa and Nana up north were always special because you got their undivided attention, away from my parents and brothers. Papa understood that me and my brothers were different people with different interests and personalities that warranted separate relationships, independent of one another. Papa and I snowmobiled together he always made it feel like we were forming our own special, private memories just for the two of us while we were out on the trails.

I will never forget Papa and the impact he had on me growing up. I could go on and on with countless memories, but as I mentioned above, many of them are just for the two of us. I take great pride in the parts of his character that I see reflected in myself. If I can manage to be half the man Papa was, I will consider myself extremely blessed. I love you Papa. Give Nana a hug and kiss for me.

Paul Durnan (Son-in-law)

Entered September 24, 2018 from MISSISSAUGA

I know I was a son-in-law but Dad always referred to me as his son. That made me so proud to call him Dad. We had a friendship that started probably 4-6 months after Terri and I started dating and they got the new ATARI console with Space Invaders being the game provided. We would sit and play to 2 or 3 in the morning as we both worked the afternoon shift. I would get in trouble at home from Mom saying why are you keeping Terri up so late. When marriage class for Terri and I came up while it was right in the middle of prime snowmobile time and Dad and I always took a week away together. Terri went to one class by herself and had to explain to the priest that I was away on vacation....with her Dad.
Dad had a lot of patience and taught me most of what I know of home renos.
Our only major disagreements concerned sports I was all Toronto all teams,he was Boston Bruins and Edmonton Eskimos ?????? I gave him such grief as he was from the west.
Never in a rush for anything which at times caused discussions with Terri. "Dad a round of golf does not take 6 hrs!" For me it was time well spent as the stories from Dad were endless.
Give Mom a hug for me Dad
Love You
your son
Paul

Susan (Cousin)

Entered September 24, 2018 from Brampton

Ernie, you will be greatly missed. We are comforted by the fact that you are together with the love of your life, Gloria once again. Give her a hug from us. Deepest condolences to Laurie, Terri, Paul and family .
Love Tim & Sue

Gale jepson (Family friend)

Entered September 25, 2018 from Waterdown

“Papa Ernie” always had some stories to tell and he sure had an amazing imagination. He lived life to the fullest and never denied any great adventures for him and his love Gloria. Now reunited with the one true love in his life may he find peace and joy at being reunited at last. Ernie, Godspeed. Gale

Wayne and Sandy Durnan (Extended family)

Entered September 25, 2018

Mr. K...you will be greatly missed. As Paul’s brother I always remember the long gulf games and enjoyable snow mobile outings. Even in the early stages of his illness he was able to maintain his sense of humour teasing Me at the side door pretending not to know me when I said I was Wayne, Paul’s brother and he said “Paul who?”, then he smiled and said “gotcha”. Sandy and I will never forget yours and Mrs K’s generosity in offering up your cottage so we could have a place to take the kids for summer breaks and the way you teased Sandy because she was new at doing the cottage thing and couldn’t handle the bugs. You always had a smile for us and were always ready with some quirky funny comment.
R.I.P. Mr K. You are now with with your beautiful wife. We will miss you.

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