Carlisle, Donald “John”

(December 30, 1939 – August 14, 2012)

CARLISLE – John, 1939 – 2012. John died suddenly on his farm, on August 14, 2012, doing what he loved, cultivating on a beautiful sunny day. He was 72-years-old. In his younger years, he loved curling with his friends, hunting with his buddies and showing his Blonde d’Aquitaine cattle at shows in Canada and the US. He achieved success in these areas, receiving several trophies and awards over the years. In 2001, John decided to disperse his purebred herd, take the whole farm into organic production and expand his commercial herd ultimately producing certified organic beef. He loved the challenge and this summer he enjoyed signing a contract for his total production at the price he desired. He farmed and raised cattle his whole life and was still enthusiastic about new ideas and plans to expand. John was born, raised and lived his whole life in the Carroll community. He helped with local projects and dedicated his time to participate on the various committees in the area. He was a director with the Provincial Exhibition Fair Board for several years. He also served at the provincial and national level with the Blonde d’Aquitaine cattle associations. John and Debbie celebrated their 25th anniversary this year. They took several trips together over the years, the most memorable being a trip to Switzerland with family and friends. Remembering John with love is wife Debbie, his 6 children he was very proud of – Kendall (Jo-Anne Lenton), Corey (Nilu Singh), Cora-Lee (Mike Rice), Dayna (DJ Laursen), Devan and Braden; his grandchildren were his pride and joy – Kieran, Maaya, John, Dalyce, Tyler, Kenzie, Blaire and Roman; also brother Mickey and wife Teenie, brother-in-law Doug More and wife Wendy, mother and father-in-law Onie and Ossie More, as well as many nieces and nephews.
Interment was in the family plot at Carroll Cemetery on August 18, his 6 children were pallbearers.
Memorial donations may be made to the Heart and Stroke Foundation.
┬áIt’s Not The End Of The Trail It’s not the end of the trail for me,I’ve just travelled on, you see, Up ahead where greener pastures grow, And cool water streams dance as they flow. Flowers in bloom of every sort and kind, Colours more vivid than any I left behind, Family and friends I haven’t seen in years, Hugs and handshakes and no more tears.


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