Really sorry to hear about Liam. He was a big-hearted man who loved his family and friends deeply but didn’t take anything else too seriously (not a bad philosophy!) Anyone who went to LTM in the ‘70s knew of Liam. I got to know him as a friend when I came back from working out West, part of the band of brothers that were re-patriated TwoMites, and regularly found sanctuary at Donna and Liam’s house. I spent a summer working for Leo at Prime Tree Service in the early ‘80s. He regularly drew his grunt labour from the local ‘talent pool’ of young, unemployed reprobates and often paid us in beer, hash and/or BBQ dinners. The only real skilled job was the climber, the guy that would go 30 or 40 feet up a tree with a chainsaw. He found the Caughnawaga Indian Reserve to be a good source for climbers and had started with a nice guy that was both a good climber and reliable (I can’t remember his name so we’ll call him George). George had quit drinking several years earlier. One day, George had climbed pretty high up in a big maple and Liam was directing a couple of us on the ground handling the ropes. George would thin out these big trees by tying off some good size branches (100kg+) and then cut them at the trunk so we could carefully lower them to the ground, one at a time. As he was cutting one of the bigger limbs, it took a big swing away from the tree and then the butt end swung back into him and hit him square in the chest. George went flying out the tree and hung like a rag doll from his harness, the chainsaw hanging below him by the kill cord. (The last time I talked to Liam he remembered it differently – he said the branch hit a power line and George had been zapped!) We lowered George to the ground and he came to within a few seconds. He seemed to be okay so Liam quickly shut down the crew, loaded a groggy George into the truck and we headed back to Liam’s house in Two Mountains. We went straight to the backyard and got George situated in a patio chair and he announced he could use a drink! Liam quickly got out the rum and beer and fired up the BBQ. After a few drinks and a burger or two we were all joking and laughing and as the liquor kicked in, George started sharing some ancient wisdom, at which point Liam started calling him Chief Dan George (an actor in just about every cowboy movie made in the ‘70s) and more hilarity ensued. Later that afternoon, we poured George into the truck and took him home - he was okay and back working (and on the wagon) a week later. As wild as you were, the world made a little more sense with you in it! Rest in peace my friend. Doug Young Guelph, ON
Our deepest condolences to the entire Mitchell family upon learning of Liam passing away recently. I first heard about it a week ago and I still have a deep sadness when I think about it. Liam was a huge influence in my life but I only realized it recently. When we were young lads, he was always the funniest guy in the room, fearless and brimming with confidence. I moved to Haney British Columbia in the fall of 1978 as Liam told me he needed a helper starting up his aluminum siding business. We worked on the same house for a full month. After the job was completed, we stood back on the street to inspect our craftsmanship. Liam asked me if I noticed anything peculiar from that viewpoint. I said no it looks great but he asked me a couple more times. Turns out all the aluminum siding on the house was crooked or slanted. We killed ourselves laughing for about 30 minutes and needless to say that was the last job we did for Alcan Canada. A short time later we both got work logging on Vancouver Island. It’s fair to say that if it wasn’t for Liam, I may never have ended up in beautiful BC.
Dear Siobhan and Kelly, Aidan, Seamus, Nolan and I are sending our love to you both during this sad time. Aidan and I have gone through some old photo albums and found some photos which we though we would share with you as they brought back some fond memories of our vacations on the island with the family. Your dad was usually behind the camera and took amazing photos for us to enjoy for years to come, but we found some Liam and the Mitchell boys photos which are in the next few posts. Love you both!
My condolences to all of your family. I met Liam in 1985 when I was studying in Quebec City. My dear friend Maria arranged for me to spend Thanksgiving weekend with Liam and Donna in Montreal. They were so welcoming to a stranger. Kind and generous hosts!
I have so many memories of Liam. When living in Deux-Montagnes he spent a few Christmases plowing snow with his company Prime tree service. But always having supper at Barbies. The Luna bar. Our trip to Florida. Good times. Our travels to Whistler. How many Texas Mickie’s? Letting David drive the mustang from Whistler to Victoria. With only his learning permit. Great times in Las Vegas. Picture taker to the stars. Going to miss you. Love you Siobhan and Kelly. My prayers are with the whole Mitchell family.
Condolences to the family. Our mothers were good friends and I went to School and scouts with the boys. Remember Liam as a stand out guy in High School... proud on his Bike.. Arborist and family.
My condolences Siobhan and Kelly, my thoughts are with you. My first memory of your Dad, was when I had my first visit to my future parents-in-law house and Liam was sitting with Robert at the kitchen table. Just a young fellow back then, he insisted on beating the “big Mountie” at arm wrestling. After much discussion, I gave in and took him on, with both arms. Fortunately, as he was so young, I was able to beat him, but many years later I don’t think I would have been so lucky as he grew to be a large and strong man. It was my first, but certainly not my last memory of Liam, as there were many. Take care girls, and be strong, our thoughts and prayers are with you. Uncle Gord.
My condolences to the Mitchell family, Liam was definitely a character,Ihad a good time when ever I was over hanging with Sean,and Liam would always pick on me.also had good times camping with the Mitchell boys.Sorry for your loss.
My condolences to his parents and all his family. My parents, Tom and Kay Day, both passed now, were great friends with Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell. Joan is my sister Lucie's Godmother. May they all find peace now and may Liam RIP. Frances (Day) Blakely, Calgary, Alberta.
Although I have a lot of great memories growing up in Two Mountains, and there are a lot of stories to remember with Liam, my favourite was the time on the same trip as Wayne mentioned, when Liam and the gang (Wayne, Rob, Kevin Galley) showed up to meet my wife Jan at our first new house in Calgary. He roared up at 11PM on his motorcycle up onto our front yard with the headlight shining through our front window, then threw the motorcycle down on the ground, walked in the house and Liam made his entrance! It was a long night and Jan understood better what the Two Mo gang were about. We will always remember Liam as a man full of life, a real character, and a good soul!
Many many memories of Liam and Billy and their craziness! Best friends! Party on dudes!!!! To the Mitchell family my sincerest condolences to all of you! 😢💔❤️
I am very sorry to hear of Liam's passing. Our mothers were friends in the 1970s. I remember the ever-present feeling of joy in the Mitchell house. I always loved visiting. For a while, what I wanted to be, when I grew up, was Irish or failing that - a Mitchell. I will always remember Liam as a kind person with a rich sense of humour. He actually babysat us once and entertained us with hilarious stories and by drawing cartoons and caricatures of teachers and classmates. I especially enjoyed his cartoons, which inspired me in my cartooning. Your tribute was very moving and so very well written. He touched a lot of lives and will be missed.
Siobhan and Kelly, you are the gift that Liam has left the world. Each time you say, "Dad always said"... , you will realize that your father lives on in you and we will continue to benefit from Liam's life. Stay strong Liam depends on you.
To the Mitchell family I wish you my deepest condolences Liam and I went to school for many years in LTM. We hung around with others lime Steve Brydges, and Larry Griggs. As Wayne surprise I too got surprise visit from Liam I was sitting at home with y wife and 1 year old son live g in the forest lawn area of Calgary, all of a sudden there was a know at the door. All I could see was this biker standing at the door, and if you know forest lawn it was known as a rough area. I thought what the hell does this guy Want? Anyways after answering the door this deep voice says Ken Wilson I say yes how can I help you he says have a beer with me we can talk about old times in LTM. After awhile I said okay but who are you? Lo and behold it was Liam.
REST IN PEACE MY FRIEND. See you on the other side someday.
I had just moved to Calgary in the spring, living along with my brother Robert and his girlfriend at the time Kim Taylor and Kevin Galley. I hadn’t seen Laim in years. We’re drinking beer in the back yard one sunny afternoon which was along 17 avenue in Calgary and there comes this roaring noise, Liam on his Yamaha motorcycle. The yard had this unfinished curbing so it ended up being like a Jump He lands his motorcycle, he’s unrecognizable. We’re seating there with are chin’s hanging low wondering what had just Landed. Is was Liam, back in my life. After that I kept running into liam. Wayne