March 27, 1949 — Feb. 28, 2014
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David Michael Gidlow was born on March 27, 1949, in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, to John and Mary Gidlow. In his youth he delivered newspapers by pulling his brother and stacks of papers in a wagon or sled. After high school, he graduated from teachers’ college. Then he put himself through nuclear medicine school by driving a cab. He taught himself to play and sight read guitar. He traveled Europe and lived in England in his 20s. He could speak French, German and English and knew quite a handy bit of Latin. He studied Egyptology and Roman history for a hobby and did improvisation for excersise.
David is survived by his wife, Beverly Rose Gidlow; his son and daughter-in-law, Jeffery and Vanessa Lathrop; three beloved grandchildren, Simon, Eve and Isaac; his two brothers, Dana (Yvonne) and Patrick; his cousins, Mark (Ron) and John Rogers (Jan); nephews, Jean Michael (Stephanie), Miles and Nathan; nieces, Carlie and Marin, who called him “Uncle Grandad;” and his two brothers-in-law, Neil (Angela) and Charlie (Renee).
David passed away after an 18-year struggle with cancer. Despite this, he loved life and had fun every single day. He was a nuclear medicine technologist. He was the top in his field with many accolades and awards. He was a listener, a peace maker and a problem solver. His guitar went everywhere with him and he would join in and jam with any musician or group that invited him. He wanted to teach everyone to play guitar and never stopped practicing and learning. With his wife Rose and friend/partner DeWayne Ekness, his band The Flat Chaloons volunteered all over to bring the joy of music to patients and just about any audience they found. As a comedian, David was unparalleled. He was so original. His Harpo Marx was amazing. He was a performer with many faces. He did window theatre, murder mysteries, musicals, stand up comedy and music.
A celebration of David’s life will be held on April 13.