In memory of
Gerhard Nyendick
April 1, 1933 -
January 22, 2022
Gerhard "Gerry" Nyendick
April 1, 1933 – January 22, 2022
It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of our father Gerhard Nyendick on January 22, 2022 at Toronto Grace Health Centre.
Much loved father of Petra Nyendick, brother Heinz Nyendick, father-in-law John Davidson, friend Phyllis Klinger. Treasured uncle of Monika Nyendick and Matthias Nyendick.
Gerry Nyendick lived a long vigorous life of hard work enriched with many interests and hobbies.
Born on April 1, 1933 in Stuttgart, Germany, as a teenager Gerry developed a lifelong love of music. Encouraged by his father, a musician and singer, Gerry began playing guitar as a member of a band in Germany in the 1950s. Becoming an accomplished jazz guitarist in Canada in the 1960s, Gerry and his band played many venues in the city of Toronto, including gigs at the Royal York and Casa Loma. Gerry also built a large collection of recordings, and listening to and enjoying music was an important part of Gerry’s daily life.
As a child in the 1930s Gerry began playing with Marklin model trains. This developed into a lifelong interest, and throughout his adult life Gerry built an extraordinarily complex train layout in his basement, and enjoyed countless hours collecting, adding to his layout, and running the trains.
Gerry emigrated to Canada in 1955 and within two days of his arrival began working for the Bank of Commerce. Rising through the ranks at the bank, in 1973 Gerry was promoted and transferred to Frankfurt and eventually transferred back to Canada. Gerry finished his career in banking at Mercantile Exchange Corporation, retiring in 2011 at the venerable age of 78.
Gerry was a “Bogger”. In 1961 Gerry purchased land on an island on Kasshabog Lake and began the relationship with his beloved cottage. A genuine handyman, Gerry spent many years renovating and improving the cottage and property. In all seasons Gerry enjoyed his Shangri-La; “the cottage”. The beauty of nature, the art of barbeque, and the sound of jazz echoing from outside speakers as he smoked his pipe while relaxing on the deck, meant the world to Gerry.
Gerry will be deeply missed by his family, his friends, and his fellow “Boggers”.