Ton, You became my best friend in Gr. 10 and throughout our days at LV Rogers. You were also my "Best Man" at my wedding on Sept. 9, 1967. Although I moved away in the fall of 1964, I often thought about you and saw you periodically when I vacationed in Nelson. I was very saddened by your untimely death on January 1, 1997 but I have kept you in my mind and in my prayers. I know we will meet again someday when it's my turn to go to my permanent home. Please intecede on my behalf with God our Father so that I will also have a room in his mansion. Rest In Peace Francis John Troyan.
Francis received the nickname “Ton” when a priest visiting the family home lifted the infant and remarked, “This baby weighs a ton.” The name stayed with him in school and throughout his life.
I knew Ton at St. Joseph’s School, through high school and after that as young adults. He was the most physically strong person I’ve ever met – strength he told me came from years of milking cows on the family farm on Taghum Hill.
Ton worked for years during high school and after at City Auto on Baker Street and was a founding member of the Road Kings car club. When I needed help or advice regarding my beloved 1951 Chevrolet, he was there. He was serious, generous and kind. When he married I was honoured to be a guest at his wedding.
Koozma Gorkoff
Ton, You became my best friend in Gr. 10 and throughout our days at LV Rogers. You were also my "Best Man" at my wedding on Sept. 9, 1967. Although I moved away in the fall of 1964, I often thought about you and saw you periodically when I vacationed in Nelson. I was very saddened by your untimely death on January 1, 1997 but I have kept you in my mind and in my prayers. I know we will meet again someday when it's my turn to go to my permanent home. Please intecede on my behalf with God our Father so that I will also have a room in his mansion. Rest In Peace Francis John Troyan.
Your best friend, Koozma Gorkoff
Joan Troyan (Lewis)
Still Miss you Ton!
Rick Joyce
Francis received the nickname “Ton” when a priest visiting the family home lifted the infant and remarked, “This baby weighs a ton.” The name stayed with him in school and throughout his life.
I knew Ton at St. Joseph’s School, through high school and after that as young adults. He was the most physically strong person I’ve ever met – strength he told me came from years of milking cows on the family farm on Taghum Hill.
Ton worked for years during high school and after at City Auto on Baker Street and was a founding member of the Road Kings car club. When I needed help or advice regarding my beloved 1951 Chevrolet, he was there. He was serious, generous and kind. When he married I was honoured to be a guest at his wedding.
I’ve missed Ton, for he was a good man.