John Allan Sturch, affectionately known as 'Jack,' was born and raised in Toronto's east end, alongside his three siblings, Ron, Colleen, and Irene, as well as his loving parents, Gladys and Al. Jack's journey through life was marked by hard work, dedication, and a profound impact on the legal profession.

From a tender age, Jack exhibited a strong work ethic, delivering dry cleaning on his trusty bicycle. After completing his schooling, he embarked on a career with the City of Toronto, eventually ascending to the esteemed position of Justice of the Peace in the Provincial Court. His commitment to justice and his warm, approachable nature made him a beloved figure in the legal community.

With time, Jack ventured into entrepreneurship, establishing his own paralegal agency. His professional acumen and integrity earned him widespread respect within the legal world. In the twilight of his career, Jack retired gracefully, leaving behind a legacy of excellence.

Beyond his professional achievements, Jack was a beacon of joy in the lives of those around him. His infectious smile and a perpetual 'joke of the week' made him a delightful companion. When taking his dogs for their evening stroll, Jack's penchant for neighborly chats often stretched the walk into a leisurely journey.

To me, he was not only a loving husband but also my cherished partner and closest confidant for an incredible 41 years. He was a devoted father to his two children, Marc and Leanne, a doting Grandpa to Nicholas, and a beloved Poppy to Sara, William, and Mary-lyn. To his great-granddaughter Rowyn, he was known affectionately as 'Big Poppy Jack'.

Sadly, Jack began to display symptoms of Alzheimer's disease a few years ago, a cruel affliction that gradually erodes one's essence, leaving a changed soul behind. It was heart-wrenching to witness his decline as he lost the ability to speak and struggled to walk. Yet, throughout it all, that ever-present smile persisted, and he continued to savor simple pleasures like breakfast outings and coffee.

As we remember Jack today, we hope that wherever he may be, his infectious grin is once again lighting up the room, and his heartwarming jokes are filling the air with laughter. Jack Sturch will forever remain in our hearts, a testament to a life well-lived and a legacy of love and laughter that endures.



Funeral: When he retired, Jack told me he was never going to wear a suit again. He loved his brightly coloured Tommy Bahama shirts. Please feel free to wear bright colours to his memorial service.