Michael John Doyle

It is with sad and heavy hearts that Steven, Beth and I announce Mike passed away (or up or over) on

Tuesday. He suffered a massive stroke a week earlier and, along with his other health issues, was not

able to pull through. Although, like everything he did in life, he tried hard to do so. He loved his family

and didn’t want to leave them. He passed with my holding his hand while in the background “O Danny

Boy” was playing…very fitting for his Irish heritage and love of music.

Mike was born outside London, England in 1936 and his childhood memories were of London air raids,

bombing shelters and playing in the streets with his friends running through destruction. These were

great adventures for innocent children. His love of adventure took him to two years in the armed forces

in Germany and afterwards came to Vancouver when he was 21 with 20 pounds in his pocket. He

worked many jobs around BC until he settled at Noranda in New Westminster. He met his first wife in

1963 and a year later Steven was born. He was very proud of Steven and years later, prouder of the

wonderful man he had become. After a divorce, he became a single dad raising Steven on his own with

the help of some caring people. I met him in 1970 and his love and care and responsibility for Steven

was one of the reasons I fell in love with him. We got together as a family in 1972 and many new

adventures began.

He loved animals and after he left Noranda, got into the pet grooming and supplies business. He started

Doggy 6 and in 1980, we bought a small kennel in Richmond and called it Charlie Browns Pet Motel after

our first dog. I have to mention our second dog, Maggie, who we mourned this past year.

We had a great life together and started out renovating our 1910 home in Vancouver. He was not afraid

to tackle anything and as most of you know, did not throw much away as he felt he would find a use for

it one day. We moved many times in the Lower Mainland…renovating and building new along the

way…and finally settled in Salmon Arm in 2012. We did a lot of camping vacations and we upscaled

when we bought our 1958 Cadillac convertible in 1993 and joined the Vintage Car Club. We travelled to

many places and Mike’s best trip was when we were able to travel with friends on Route 66 . We met

many wonderful people while on all our adventures.

Mike had a great sense of humor and wit and liked to have fun with family and friends. He always had

an opinion and made it known, was fearless and passionate about life. I shall miss him very much.

We hope to have a big Irish Wake when this pandemic allows, hopefully in August or September.

Farewell, my love. Millie