Alcide “Sid” Theoret

Published January 22, 2021

Alcide “Sid” Theoret

16 June, 1931 – 19 January, 2021

THÉORET, Alcide “Sid” – Sid was known for his love of telling jokes and stories. He made his living as a truck driver and imagined himself doing this until the very end. His sense of humour peeked through, even when he was very sick. He left this world at the age of 89 due to heart issues. He is survived by his beloved wife, Edna (Ivens), who was by his side for 69 of those years. Sid was born June 16, 1931 to his parents Henri and Marie-Louise Théoret in Bainsville, Ontario. He is survived by his brothers Léo Théoret (Bertha), Ron-Toro Théoret (Danielle), as well as his sister Germaine Drolet (Marcel). He is predeceased by brothers André Théoret (Fleurette), Fernand Théoret (Kathleen), and sisters Yvonne Gauthier (Donat), and Gisèle Bellefeuille (Paul). Many nephews and nieces also shared in his joy of storytelling and laughter. Although he was a man on the go, he and Edna managed to create and raise 4 children. Evelyn Godard (Dean), Henry Théoret (Joanne), Mike Théoret (Olive), and Diane Blue. He became Papère to Gilles Godard (Amy), Daniel Godard (Krista), Robert Théoret (Deb), Tina Théoret, Nicholas Blue, and Madison Blue. He was a loved Papère and Papa to his Great-Grandchildren Jennifer Godard, Isabelle Godard, Janelle Godard and Monica Théoret as well as his step Great Grandchildren Emaly, Casey, Trevor L., Mikey, Trevor G. and Eric. Rose and Myles are his Great- Great- Grandchildren. All these loved ones will keep his memory alive for years to come. Arrangements are under the care and direction of Lahaie & Sullivan Cornwall Funeral Homes, West Branch, (613-932-8482). A Private Memorial Service will be held at a later date. Sid will be place for his final resting at St. Joseph’s Cemetery in Lancaster. Donations to the Heart and Stroke Foundation. Messages of condolences may be left at

Time To Go

Been lots of miles on many roads

Haulin’ ass with all those loads

Meeting people from near and far

And perhaps a stop at the local bar

Sharing stories and a joke or ten

Never met someone who wasn’t my friend

I’ve lost my temper a time or two

The toilets were always too far and too few

I’m tired now so it’s time to go

To a place with less traffic, no logbooks or snow

In your mirror I’ll no longer be

But if you hear a good story please share it with me (Di.B.)