My name is Karen Lomax i was Mr Hassum's STR in gr12,  It was a total honor to be,  apart of his world...mr hassums influence took me from gr10 drop out to a gr12 honor student.  For that i thank  Mr hassum & his family. ❣️ i have looked for him over the years on social  but to no avail...i am so pleased to see that he got to see his daughter become a mother...he was soooo proud of you.  Sending a ton of respect to his family i am sure you all realize they difference his presence made in this world...i am living proof....Rest easy big guy!!! 

To Jen and all of the family, our love and thoughts are with you.

In this time of grief we hope that you can enjoy the lifetime of good memories and continue to follow Terry’s positive and caring philosophy of life. 

Love, The Nakitsas Family

So sorry to hear of Mr. Hassum's passing. He was a great teacher.  May you rest in Paradise Mr. Hassum. 

Terry and I kind of grew up together – Laurna looked after us while my mum was at work. As teens, we got into a few tight spots. One of the last times we connected on Facebook I asked him if he remembered the time when, without drivers' licenses, we took my dad's car, went for a joyride, and got busted by Granny Deacon who saw us on the street and promptly spilled the beans to everyone. Terry's retort: "Whoa, hold on. I remember it as YOU borrowed, and I was just an innocent passenger."

That's what I'll miss most about him – his bone-dry, ironic, acid Canadian humor. A big loss to all of us and the world in general. He was true blue, one of the kindest, wisest, centered, funniest men I ever knew.

Here's one for the scrap book. Terry as usual is in the middle sucking up all the oxygen.