John Edward Greenwood

It is with deep sadness that we have to announce the passing of Jack Greenwood (ne John Edward). A truly remarkable man—a husband, father, friend, and soul who touched the lives of everyone lucky enough to know him. If you ever met him, you likely walked away smiling. His bright, infectious smile lit up every room, and his unwavering optimism made you feel that anything was possible.

Born in Hamilton, Jack spent most of his youth with his loving family in St Thomas Ontario. Eager to work, Jack struck out on his own and spent most of his life across Southern Ontario - from London (where he married his beautiful bride, Carolyn) to Windsor to Toronto and back to London. In his last year, he moved to Ottawa with his wife to be closer to his daughter.

Known affectionately as “Cadillac Jack” in the car business, his career spanned over 50 years across those cities—a testament not only to his success, but to the relationships he built and the trust he inspired. People didn’t just buy cars from him—they came back, again and again, because they respected him, liked him, and felt his genuine warmth.

But while he was proud of his work, his greatest joy was always his family. He and his beloved wife, Carolyn and shared nearly 60 years of love, laughter, and partnership. Theirs was a bond built on deep respect and devotion—an example to all who knew them.

And then there was Darcy—his daughter and the absolute star of his life. From cheering her on at countless games, and slope side for her ski races in her youth to standing beside her throughout her own successful path, he was her biggest fan, always beaming with pride.

Jack also had a deep, gentle love for animals—especially dogs. His loyal companion Wally was often found by his side, especially in his cherished garden. That garden wasn’t just a hobby—it was his sanctuary. He transformed it into a little piece of paradise, where beauty bloomed and peace reigned, and where friends, family, and neighbors were always welcome.

Jack lived fully, loved deeply, and gave freely. He found joy in the simple things—time with his family, conversations with friends, a game on the TV, or an afternoon spent in the garden with Wally at his heels. He made people feel seen, heard, and cared for—and that is a rare and lasting gift.

Today, as we mourn his passing, we also celebrate his life. A life well lived. A man well loved.

He will be deeply missed—but never forgotten.

In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to the Salvation Army.