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Michael O'Neill

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MICHAEL LEO O'NEILL

June 27, 1954 - March 16, 2023

Michael Leo Martin O'Neill has passed away at the age of 68.

 

Michael was predeceased by his parents, Leo and Betty O'Neill, his sisters Peggy O'Neill, Patty Newman and Betty Troniak and infant brother, Matthew. Left to mourn are his sisters Mary Dorota, Louise O'Neill, Jean Gendron and Erin O'Neill, his brothers, Terry, Jack, Sean and Mark as well as many nieces and nephews.

 

Mike grew up in Hamilton, Winnipeg and Thunder Bay in the chaotic household of his large family. He was always proud of his Irish-Catholic heritage, though the murmurs of his canonization have turned out to be rumours. 

 

Mike was a thespian from his early days. After performing in high school plays in Thunder Bay, he and some fellow actors started the Moonlight Melodrama theatre in the 70"s. Though Mike left professional theatre many years ago, he remained a poet and loved preforming. He could be heard reciting his poetry at a coffee club here or there or in the middle of family gatherings requiring little or no invitation!

 

Mike worked at many restaurant and construction jobs over the years and became a craftsman in his own right despite no formal training. He was a bon vivant and, as the saying goes, you can sometimes have too much of a good thing. This, apparently, could rub some people the wrong way. But, that was Mike and which way one was rubbed did not often make it to his list of priorities. 

 

Mike had a good heart and spent much of his life taking care of our brother, Terry, for which we will always be grateful. For his nieces and nephews, Mike created Christmas and birthday cards with cartoon characters participating in funny stories about the recipient, which was always a nice treat for them. 

 

Life was often difficult for Mike, particularly in the last several years as his health was getting the better of him. He tried, though, to retain his sense of humour and we would see flashes of his stoic nature from time to time. Mike's heart finally gave out on March 16th. He will not soon be forgotten. 

 

The family would like to extend their appreciation to the many establishments on the "Corydon Avenue Strip" for their kindness and compassion given to our brother over the years. 

 

Cremation has taken place and the family will have a private gathering to honour Mike. Arrangements by Ethical Death Care.

Mike's family kindly requests that all of his friends and relatives take a few minutes to honour his memory by sharing photos, memories, and stories, using the comment section on this page.

ETHICAL DEATH CARE

Cremation & Life Celebrations

530 St. Mary Avenue - Winnipeg

204-421-5501 - www.ethicaldeathcare.com

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Chelsea

March 16, 2024 at 2:11 PM

Michael and I met on the bus years ago. Connected and shared art and stories. We lost touch and he found me years later. I was so happy to have reconnected and enjoyed visiting him and his brother Terry. I tried calling him several times but his number has been disconnected. A memory popped up ony FB feed of a poem he had written for me for my birthday which lead to me to google and to here...surprisingly exactly a year after his death. I cherish the time we had together and the chats. Regret the times we said we'd meet and we didn't. I love you so much my friend, thinking of you and wishing the best for your brother Terry. I will hold your poems and stories close....à la prochaine. Love your friend, Chelsea aka Friday xo

Paul Ness

June 16, 2023 at 3:21 PM

I met Michael when i studied theatre with him in Thunder Bay. He was agreat fellow, and a good friend. Although we lost contact many years ago, I have verry fond memories.  Such a great loss!

Ardith Irvine

May 5, 2023 at 6:47 PM

He was my boyfriend for a while in high scool and we remaind friends in college and after. He was extremely talented and funny and may I add ... handsome- we did several plays together

Liam

March 27, 2023 at 2:37 AM

Hi. My name is Liam O'Neill. Son of Sean O'Neill. Nephew of Michael O'Neill. Grandson's of Leo O'Neill.This. is .. a fact...But what I remember most is my granny. I still see her. Feel her touch . That kindness is my memory of her, the words that resonate is sweet heart, it's so real, it never dies. Uncle Mike loved me , as his son brother's , as his father grandchild, as my Uncle. But most of all he loved me like his mother would. To put in words what you think aloud . It's mystery I will miss sharing with you. And as he would say.. you go on now..

Erin O’Neill

March 26, 2023 at 6:49 PM

❤RIP big brother

Dee McCafferty

March 25, 2023 at 5:28 PM

My first clear recollection of Mike was when my brothers and I went to Winnipeg in the summer of 1970.  Our parents sent us off to visit our cousins and spend some time with family since my father's sister's family had moved from Hamilton some years earlier.  We were excited beyond belief to meet and spend time with our cousins and we were not disappointed.  My cousin Sean was closest in age to me and we definitely bonded but it was Mike who I saw as a sort of kindred soul and protector.  Whenever we would talk about things in our life or girls, most especially, he lent a sympathetic ear and would be positive and reassuring to me - long before those traits had become part of everyday parlance.  Years later I visited my cousin Patty in Calgary and Mike was staying with her at the time so it was a good opportunity to bond again with both of them.  By then Mike had done some acting and was looking forward to launching a career on the stage and was also writing poetry.  It would be years later that I would encounter Mike in Toronto where he was living in various places in the Annex and we would hang out, talk, argue a bit about theatre and he would constantly regale me with his latest poetic epic.  He never had much in the way of money or possessions but when he did have something he handed it over to anyone in need - he didn't even have to be asked.  I lost touch with Mike when I moved my family to California but I was kept in the know by my brother Pat and my cousins Jack, Louise and Mark.  Michael O'Neill was generous, he was disruptive, he was compassionate, he was smart, he was funny, he was at times troubled, he was eternally creative.  But mainly, . . . Michael O'Neill was family.  I was better for having known him. Dee McCafferty

Nancy

March 25, 2023 at 1:50 PM

Very sorry to hear of Mike’s passing. 

Joe Jaskiewicz

March 24, 2023 at 10:22 PM

I knew Mike over the last 10 years of his life. We became very good friends and enjoyed socializing whether over beers, at the golf course or at Ruskin Row Park. He was very intelligent, extremely creative and a superb writer and story teller. He showed genuine interest in people. Although sometime rough and gruff on the outside he was also very kind hearted and caring. He made a lasting positive impression on me and I’m proud to call him my friend. 

Peggy Peters

March 24, 2023 at 5:50 PM

On behalf of my family, I would like to extend our sincere condolences to the O'Neill family on the passing of Mike.  Mike was certainly one of a kind with many facets to his personality.  I remember him as a very caring soul, always asking after my parents and my daughter.  When I was working Mike would come downtown and on my break he would share his latest poem.  Whenever  we got together we talked about life, family and shared many laughs.  The Charmer, as I called him, had quite a sense of humor... You were one of a kind Mike...you will be missed. Lots of love,  Peggy (nee Lodge)

Ryan Marques

March 23, 2023 at 4:06 AM

As a member of the 'Corydon Avenue Strip' I am truly saddened to learn that Mike has passed on to the next realm. Never without a quip, joke, or sly remark, Mike was truly a one of a kind unique individual. When I first met Mike, I assumed he was simply the wacky neighbourhood poet-eccentric. The guy who would burst in to our office and start quoting Monty Python skits (perfectly in character with accents), but over the last 10 years I am proud to say that I had the great pleasure of getting to know him on a deeper level, and that we grew to become good friends. I was immediately intrigued by the chain-smoking multilingual Thespian that was always game for a chat or a drink. Mike could be bitingly witty, dark, hilarious, and profound simultaneously, and I think that these qualities come from a place of acute sensitivity that many do not understand or relate to, but which he deeply possessed. Mike was exceedingly kind, empathetic, and generous to me, especially considering that he did not have very much. He was always asking me how my family and girlfriend were doing, and how I was doing - not in a superficial way, but from a place of genuine interest and caring. His kindness and generosity were unequivocally apparent to me through his relationship with his brother Terry, for whom I know he cared very deeply for and was always concerned with, especially in the last few years. When Mike and Terry moved in to their new apartment, I gave them a plant I grew from seed as a housewarming gift. Not taking the two of them to be green thumbs, I did not expect it to live very long, but to my surprise, Terry named it "Mr. Healthy" and Mike took great interest in watering and tending to it. Every couple of months or so, he would call me or send me a proof of life photo to let me know that Mr. Healthy was...actually healthy. Over the last few years, Mike and I would go golfing together a couple of times every summer. I found it amazing that a guy who started golfing in his 60s with clubs from the salvation army had the stamina and drive to beat me, even after having a heart attack and being twice my age. About a week before Mike passed away, I was driving down Corydon and happened to see him standing on the corner. I was in a rush and didn't stop to see how he was doing, but consciously thought to myself that I should check in with him. I wish I knew now that that would be the last time I would see him. The world is by far a less interesting place without Mike in it, but wherever he is now is certainly more interesting. Rest In Pontification Mike - Cheers.

Louise O’Neill

March 23, 2023 at 2:56 AM

When I was 12 and Mike was 18, he told me he was leaving home because he felt he was not appreciated for the poet he was. It was the first piece of poetry that Mike had shared with me and I told him that I believed in him and that I thought he would prove people wrong. Although we had a tumultuous relationship over the years, I hope that Mike knew that I believed in him and that I always believed that Mike’s passion is what made him the unique individual that he was. R.I.P Mikey❤ Love, Weezel
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