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James Diorio
October 29, 1930 - August 20, 2020
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<div itemprop="description">Loving husband of Isabelle Bray, father of Kelli (Michael), Tony (Hannah), Jim (Lucy), grandfather of Matthew, Xander, Selena, Satchel and Edy, great-grandfather of Jack, brother to Anita, Matt, Tony, Ernestine and the late Irene and Henrietta, son of Marianne and Vincenzo, uncle and great uncle and cousin to many more. <br> <br>Born in the Depression but never anything but optimistic and grateful. Golden Gloves welterweight, 15-0, including several bouts in the Montreal Forum. Started working full-time at age 15 for CNR as a junior clerk, retired from CNR at age 56 as Vice President, CN Route, then turned those 41 years of transportation expertise into a superb consulting career until it began interfering with his tee times. Found great pleasure golfing with his buddies, who presented him with a plaque for an eagle that he displayed with pride. Former President, Canadian Railway Club, among countless professional highlights. Nightclub doorman, used-car salesman, best friend that anyone being bothered by a smart aleck or needing a strong shoulder could ever want. Hilariously terrible dancer, slightly less terrible crooner, epic mispronouncer of names. Advisor/bodyguard/driving instructor to six adoring brothers and sisters. Devoted son to his ma, lover-at-first-sight of his knockout bride of almost 60 years, Isabelle, whose ceaseless care for him was compassion defined. Fighter until the very last round. Take it easy, Dad, your work down here is done and you did a great job. Love from Mom, your kids, and everyone else who will miss your deep, reassuring voice, your charm, your old-fashioned gentlemanness, your great big “Hey!” What we’d give to hear it one more time. <br> <br>The family plans a memorial later in the year, and instead of flowers, requests that you please make a donation to the West Island Palliative Care Residence,, whose care for him over his last month was extraordinary at every step. <br> <br></div>