J'aimerais offrir mes plus sincères sympathies à Elie Benmouyal, un bon ami perdu de vue depuis une soixantaine d'années, i.e. depuis 1967 (UBC). 

S'il est bien celui que je crois, j'aimerais pouvoir entrer en contact avec lui.

Maurice Rouleau 

Uncle José was a kind and welcoming man. He accepted being my godfather despite his birth religion and his exploration of different understandings of life.

I’ll always remember his love for cooking,  gardening, the radio and his companionship to my Aunt Ann and his favorite dog Dersou. He always gave us space to bond and welcomed us into his home whenever we visited from Barbados.

One memory that stands out is when he took me to his favorite Bajan restaurant, 39 Steps, for a nephew-niece dinner. A middle-aged man and a 7-year-old—it could have been awkward but he filled the evening with jokes and smiles.

Rest in peace, Uncle José.

An unimaginable loss to his wife, Ann, and his family.  Gone too soon.

Love from Adeline

I first met José in High School . Even at that young age he was an extremely interesting and talented person. We remained lifelong friends and his death has left an unfillable hole in my heart. He will always live in my heart and my mind.  Love always, Adeline