In memory of
Todd Kenneth Ross Seager
October 10, 1971 - September 22, 2026
Todd was larger than life—in size, certainly, but even more so in personality.
At 6'6", he was impossible to miss in a crowd. His sister could lose him in a grocery store and find him again simply by looking over the aisles for the guy towering above everyone else. But Todd didn't need his height to stand out. He had a presence. He was funny, charming when he wanted to be, stubborn beyond reason, fiercely loving beneath a sometimes very well-defended exterior, and a walking contradiction in almost every possible way.
Todd was born October 10, 1971, and died September 22, 2026, at the age of 54.
Music ran through Todd's entire life. He had an extraordinary natural gift for the guitar. He could listen to a song once, close his eyes, and seemingly just know how to play it. Where that talent came from, nobody in the family has any idea. He was a guitar guy through and through, and over the years owned more guitars than most of us could keep track of. He played in a band and loved his music loud. KISS, Pink Floyd, Arcade Fire, Steely Dan, Ozzy Osbourne and Lynyrd Skynyrd were among the many artists that made up the soundtrack of his life. He was devastated when Ozzy died. And in a particular Todd bit of self-identification, he once put KISS's “King of the Night Time World” on his iPod because, according to him, that was him.
Todd spent many years working in the garbage industry before going on to work at Joseph Brant Hospital, where he made friendships that lasted. Those friends were still there for him at the end, coming to see him in the ICU—a testament to the friendships Todd made and the people who genuinely cared about him. He later found his way back to music in another form, repairing amplifiers.
Muskoka was another constant in Todd's life. He and his sister spent their childhoods there, and Todd later lived and worked in Muskoka himself. No matter where life took him, it remained a special place to him.
He loved football—especially his Kansas City Chiefs—and Sundays were for watching the game. He played football himself in high school alongside his longtime friend David (“Jamer”), a friendship that began in high school and remained an important part of Todd's life through the years. He loved to golf, loved Florida and especially Daytona Beach, and had a longstanding request to one day be buried behind a Chili's in Florida. Whether he was entirely joking remains a matter of debate.
Todd had an almost absurd memory. He could remember exact dates and details from decades earlier, including the old landline number of his sister and brother-in-law, Dave—a number he once used to call them at all hours of the night simply because he found it funny. Since nobody else could remember the details well enough to prove Todd wrong, the family generally had to accept that he was right.
And people remembered Todd.
More than twenty years after he attended one of Dave's family Christmases, they still tell the story of the enormous guy who arrived carrying his beer in a toiletry bag and proceeded to have the whole room laughing. That was Todd. He was a character, a charmer, a storyteller and the source of an unreal number of stories—many of which are not appropriate for an obituary.
Todd loved his children, Lila and TJ, fiercely. He shared Lila with his dear friend Donna and TJ with his dear friend Lisa, two women who remained important parts of his life and who he loved very much.
He was Unkie Todd to his nephew and niece, Jake and Julia, and big brother to his sister Jennifer.
Todd collected friendships throughout every chapter of his life—from Muskoka and football to work, music and everywhere in between. Some went back decades, and many were still showing up for him right to the end. His family is very grateful for the love and friendship of Jason & Ena and Karen & John, and for the considerable amount of time they spent at his bedside.
Todd was predeceased by his parents, Wayne and Jane, and his stepfather, Gary. He was also predeceased by his former brother-in-law and friend Dave - “Daver” to Todd—who called him “Toddler” and “Unkie Todd” and thought he was every bit as hilarious as the rest of us did. Todd could be difficult. He could be guarded. He could push people away before they had the chance to hurt him. And then he could turn around and be the person who showed up when someone he loved needed him. He pretended not to care sometimes, but he cared deeply. He loved hard. He had many loves throughout his life, and people were drawn to him. People genuinely liked Todd.
He was, in every sense, a walking contradiction.
Todd and his sister had a relationship that could sometimes be as complicated as Todd himself. But after losing their parents, they found each other again. At Christmas last year, Todd came to stay for two nights and stayed for five. Neither knew it would be their last Christmas together.
Jen will always be grateful that two nights became five—and, even more, that they found each other again.
After becoming critically ill with meningitis, Todd spent his final weeks surrounded by people who loved him.
His dad called him Kooler.
His mom called him her Free Bird.
And for the people who loved him, there will never be another Todd.
“And this bird you cannot change.”
— Lynyrd Skynyrd
A Celebration of Todd's Amazing Life Please join us to remember Todd, share some stories, have a drink, listen to some music and celebrate the unforgettable person he was. The Fore Hundred Room has golf simulators too— because it wouldn't be a celebration of Todd without a little golf.
Todd was part of many people's lives in many different ways and at many different times. If he meant something to you, please come and celebrate him.
400 Brant Kitchen and Bar — The Fore Hundred Room
400 BRANT ST.
BURLINGTON, ON.
L7R 2G2
Sunday, October 25, 2026 12:00–4:00 p.m.
Please note: the Fore Hundred Room is accessible by stairs only; there is no elevator.
In Lieu of Flowers The family asks that donations be made in Todd's memory to Thrombosis Canada or Meningitis Relief Canada (MRC). Thrombosis Canada: thrombosiscanada.ca Meningitis Relief Canada (MRC): https://share.google/qSiGSazBzXA4Zc2NA
At 6'6", he was impossible to miss in a crowd. His sister could lose him in a grocery store and find him again simply by looking over the aisles for the guy towering above everyone else. But Todd didn't need his height to stand out. He had a presence. He was funny, charming when he wanted to be, stubborn beyond reason, fiercely loving beneath a sometimes very well-defended exterior, and a walking contradiction in almost every possible way.
Todd was born October 10, 1971, and died September 22, 2026, at the age of 54.
Music ran through Todd's entire life. He had an extraordinary natural gift for the guitar. He could listen to a song once, close his eyes, and seemingly just know how to play it. Where that talent came from, nobody in the family has any idea. He was a guitar guy through and through, and over the years owned more guitars than most of us could keep track of. He played in a band and loved his music loud. KISS, Pink Floyd, Arcade Fire, Steely Dan, Ozzy Osbourne and Lynyrd Skynyrd were among the many artists that made up the soundtrack of his life. He was devastated when Ozzy died. And in a particular Todd bit of self-identification, he once put KISS's “King of the Night Time World” on his iPod because, according to him, that was him.
Todd spent many years working in the garbage industry before going on to work at Joseph Brant Hospital, where he made friendships that lasted. Those friends were still there for him at the end, coming to see him in the ICU—a testament to the friendships Todd made and the people who genuinely cared about him. He later found his way back to music in another form, repairing amplifiers.
Muskoka was another constant in Todd's life. He and his sister spent their childhoods there, and Todd later lived and worked in Muskoka himself. No matter where life took him, it remained a special place to him.
He loved football—especially his Kansas City Chiefs—and Sundays were for watching the game. He played football himself in high school alongside his longtime friend David (“Jamer”), a friendship that began in high school and remained an important part of Todd's life through the years. He loved to golf, loved Florida and especially Daytona Beach, and had a longstanding request to one day be buried behind a Chili's in Florida. Whether he was entirely joking remains a matter of debate.
Todd had an almost absurd memory. He could remember exact dates and details from decades earlier, including the old landline number of his sister and brother-in-law, Dave—a number he once used to call them at all hours of the night simply because he found it funny. Since nobody else could remember the details well enough to prove Todd wrong, the family generally had to accept that he was right.
And people remembered Todd.
More than twenty years after he attended one of Dave's family Christmases, they still tell the story of the enormous guy who arrived carrying his beer in a toiletry bag and proceeded to have the whole room laughing. That was Todd. He was a character, a charmer, a storyteller and the source of an unreal number of stories—many of which are not appropriate for an obituary.
Todd loved his children, Lila and TJ, fiercely. He shared Lila with his dear friend Donna and TJ with his dear friend Lisa, two women who remained important parts of his life and who he loved very much.
He was Unkie Todd to his nephew and niece, Jake and Julia, and big brother to his sister Jennifer.
Todd collected friendships throughout every chapter of his life—from Muskoka and football to work, music and everywhere in between. Some went back decades, and many were still showing up for him right to the end. His family is very grateful for the love and friendship of Jason & Ena and Karen & John, and for the considerable amount of time they spent at his bedside.
Todd was predeceased by his parents, Wayne and Jane, and his stepfather, Gary. He was also predeceased by his former brother-in-law and friend Dave - “Daver” to Todd—who called him “Toddler” and “Unkie Todd” and thought he was every bit as hilarious as the rest of us did. Todd could be difficult. He could be guarded. He could push people away before they had the chance to hurt him. And then he could turn around and be the person who showed up when someone he loved needed him. He pretended not to care sometimes, but he cared deeply. He loved hard. He had many loves throughout his life, and people were drawn to him. People genuinely liked Todd.
He was, in every sense, a walking contradiction.
Todd and his sister had a relationship that could sometimes be as complicated as Todd himself. But after losing their parents, they found each other again. At Christmas last year, Todd came to stay for two nights and stayed for five. Neither knew it would be their last Christmas together.
Jen will always be grateful that two nights became five—and, even more, that they found each other again.
After becoming critically ill with meningitis, Todd spent his final weeks surrounded by people who loved him.
His dad called him Kooler.
His mom called him her Free Bird.
And for the people who loved him, there will never be another Todd.
“And this bird you cannot change.”
— Lynyrd Skynyrd
A Celebration of Todd's Amazing Life Please join us to remember Todd, share some stories, have a drink, listen to some music and celebrate the unforgettable person he was. The Fore Hundred Room has golf simulators too— because it wouldn't be a celebration of Todd without a little golf.
Todd was part of many people's lives in many different ways and at many different times. If he meant something to you, please come and celebrate him.
400 Brant Kitchen and Bar — The Fore Hundred Room
400 BRANT ST.
BURLINGTON, ON.
L7R 2G2
Sunday, October 25, 2026 12:00–4:00 p.m.
Please note: the Fore Hundred Room is accessible by stairs only; there is no elevator.
In Lieu of Flowers The family asks that donations be made in Todd's memory to Thrombosis Canada or Meningitis Relief Canada (MRC). Thrombosis Canada: thrombosiscanada.ca Meningitis Relief Canada (MRC): https://share.google/qSiGSazBzXA4Zc2NA
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Sunday, 25 Oct 2026 12:00 PM - 4:00 PM
Info: Please note: the Fore Hundred Room is accessible by stairs only; there is no elevator.