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NOBLE o@ca.on.manitoulin.howland.little_current.manitoulin_expositor 2003-02-19 published
PARKINSON
-In loving memory of a dear husband, Wesley, who passed away February 20, 2001.
Those whom we love go out of sight,
But never out of mind,
They are cherished in the hearts
Of those they leave behind.
Loving and kind in all his ways,
Upright and just in all his days,
Sincere and true in heart and mind,
Beautiful memories he left behind.
-Lovingly remembered and sadly missed by wife Noreen, son Darren and daughter Kelly (predeceased) and mother-in-law Anna NOBLE

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NOBLE o@ca.on.manitoulin.howland.little_current.manitoulin_expositor 2003-03-05 published
Fanny (WARD) FOGAL
In loving memory of Fanny (WARD) FOGAL April 18, 1905 to February 28, 2003.
Fanny FOGAL, a resident of the Manitoulin Lodge, Gore Bay, passed away at the Lodge on Friday, February 28, 2003 at the age of 97 years.
She was born in Allan Township daughter of the late Charles H and Fanny (BOWSER) WARD. She was a member of the United Church, loved hunting and gardening and enjoyed knitting and making quilts. Fanny was a hard working farm wife and mother, and will be fondly remembered for her pride, love and enjoyment of her children, grandchildren, great grandchildren and great-great grandchildren. Predeceased be her beloved husband Nelson FOGAL. Loving and loved mother of Gurtie NOBLE and husband Arden, Alford FOGAL and wife Doreen all of Gordon Township. Predeceased by one son Emerson and three daughters Dorothy, Elva and Gladys. Dear sister of Sarah WITTY, Charles and Matthew WARD all predeceased. Dear grandmother of 8 grandchildren and 17 great grandchildren and 12 great-great grandchildren. Also survived by many nieces and nephews. Friends called the Culgin Funeral Home on Sunday March 2, 2003. The funeral service was held on Monday March 3, 2002 from the Wm G. Turner Chapel of the Culgin Funeral Home with Pastor Erwin Thompson officiating. Interment in Gordon Cemetery in the spring.

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NOBLE o@ca.on.york_county.toronto.globe_and_mail 2003-04-11 published
Heather PAREKH
By Navin PAREKH, Nisha STOPARCZYK, Shaan PAREKH and Neil PAREKH Friday, April 11, 2003 - Page A20
Heather PAREKH
Wife, mother, daughter, sister, grandmother, devout Christian. Born June 5, 1943, in Toronto. Died January 24, 2003, in Ottawa, of ovarian cancer, aged 59.
Boxing Day!
Heather gathered us -- her husband Navin, daughter Nisha and sons Shaan and Neil -- around the kitchen table in our home in Ottawa. We knew what this surreal meeting was about. Because we had great difficulty talking, Heather began. She told us her plan for her last rites.
With tears in our eyes and heavy hearts, we listened as she told us that she did not want a wake nor a "funeral." She wanted a celebration of her life. Holding our hands, she spoke in a steady voice, telling us what songs and prayers would be sung, what readings and prayers spoken.
She asked us to let tears come, but reminded us, "Life must go on." Four weeks before she died, Heather was performing her most important duty as a wife and a mother: preparing her family to accept her death and our lives afterwards.
At Heather's celebration, Father Bob POOLE began his tribute by describing Heather as a "human magnet." Indeed, people from all walks of life were attracted to her -- from ardent bridge players and her Indian in-laws, to a developmentally disabled young man who had become a close friend.
Born in Toronto, Heather was the second child of Lucy and William NOBLE. It was a family of teachers. Father was the principal of Lawrence Park Collegiate. Her brother William became a professor of anthropology at McMaster University; her sister Nancy teaches public school.
We met at the University of Toronto's International Student Centre, where she was studying English. I was born and raised in India and had immigrated to Canada in 1965. We were married in 1966 after Heather graduated, and lived in Toronto until 1969, before moving to Ottawa.
Heather gave 100 per cent to whatever she did, including reconciling our cultural differences. She not only learned Gujarati (when she wanted yogurt she would always use the Gujarati term "dahin") she could also write it, well enough to send long letters to my mother.
When my father, Kaka, fell ill, she cared for him (he told me he she was like his mother). Together we visited India four times.
Although Heather was born Protestant, I sensed that she was seeking something. She found it when she converted to the Catholic faith in the mid-1980s. As with everything else she did, she immersed herself fully in all aspects of her faith and her church community, whether in leading singsongs, or prayers, or volunteering for distributing clothing and food to the needy, or cooking for social gatherings, or lending an empathetic ear to someone in distress.
After the children were grown, she worked as a sales representative for Ottawa magazine. She always had oomph, joie de vivre. At Halloween parties, even her best Friends did a double take when, clad in a white sari, Heather would bow her head and bring her hands together to greet them as Mother Teresa.
After we took a holiday in Italy, she transformed the dining room into a Tuscan restaurant complete with a sign, "Trattoria di PAREKH," red, green and white streamers, and a hand-written menu in Italian.
In January, 2000, Heather was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. With a strong faith, she braved the disease for three years. When the doctor told her that the end was near, she accepted the prognosis courageously and lovingly.
Navin is Heather's husband, Nisha is her daughter and Shaan and Neil are her sons.

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NOBLE o@ca.on.york_county.toronto.globe_and_mail 2003-08-07 published
Scott NOBLE
By Bill HUMBER Thursday, August 7, 2003 - Page A18
Publisher, old-time pugilism fan, jazz pianist, father. Born March 9, 1954, in Toronto. Died April 5 in Toronto, of cancer, aged 49.
During a visit to the rare books section of the Metro Reference Library about 10 years ago, Scott NOBLE discovered an original volume one of Pierce Egan's Boxiana. Scott dedicated the last several years of his life to publishing this long out-of-print series of boxing compilations written by Egan during the first several decades of the 19th century.
EGAN had popularized the sport of pugilism, or prize-fighting, writing in a highly vernacular fashion meant to be read aloud in coffee houses and taverns. Many have credited his vibrant and lively style not only with influencing the young Charles Dickens but also with helping invent the genre of sports writing.
Scott was enamoured with this world. He often noted that in the age before the telegraph, word of Tom Cribb's victory over his rival Molineaux travelled faster to the City of London than news of the Battle of Waterloo. Not surprising, given that there was more money riding on the former.
As a teenager, Scott had rebelled against the strictures of a schooling system out-of-step with the 1960s. He was a bright star of Etobicoke's alternative high-schools, travelled to India as a 19-year-old, learned to speak Hindi, spent a year in Humber College's music program, and was a largely self-taught jazz pianist. In the late 1970s, when he couldn't find his favourite music, he opened his own used-record store across from Sam the Record Man (where he had once worked). British Airways stewards with the latest English extended plays were his preferred customers.
He worked for Carswell's, the legal publisher, and eventually left them to produce Noble's International Guide to the Law Reports in 1995. His publishing-house imprint, Nicol Island Publishing, took its name from his mother's cottage on the family's beloved Nicol Island, a three-hour drive northeast of Toronto. A great uncle had originally bought the 26-acre property. The island was a favourite retreat for Scott and eventually his two young daughters, Anna and Roslyn.
Having decided to reprint Egan's full oeuvre, Scott quickly discovered that the library copy was brittle and words had bleached through onto other pages. Photocopying was impossible and so, daily, he lugged his 29-pound Toshiba portable to the library to begin the task of transcribing every word. Librarians warmed to this daunting (if unusual) project and provided a storage space. Working doggedly. he completed and published three volumes, discovering in the process that the University of Western Ontario not only had a full set but also kept it on their open stacks. Scott alerted that library to the need for a more secure location.
He proofread every edition four times and was working on volume four when in December, 2002, he was diagnosed with the cancer that would claim his life. A friend in Ottawa said his only concern was his girls. "He seemed truly surprised when I explained that other people would miss him, too."
Scott was a renaissance rebel and will be remembered for his contribution to legal publishing and his quirky desire to return Pierce Egan to circulation.
In a final note to boxing publisher Don Cogswell, he said simply: "Thanks for everything, went out reading Ring Magazine! P.S. Molineaux was robbed."
Bill HUMBER is a friend of Scott NOBLE.

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NOBLE o@ca.on.york_county.toronto.globe_and_mail 2003-08-13 published
Jim NOBLE: 1924 - 2003
Toronto beat cop who went on to become a deputy chief was 'one of the most highly respected operatives in the history of Canadian justice'
By Bill GLADSTONE Special to The Globe and Mail Wednesday, August 13, 2003 - Page R5
He was a gentleman cop who rose through the ranks of the Toronto police force to become deputy chief. Jim NOBLE, who devoted 37 years to Canadian law enforcement, has died at the age of 78.
Mr. NOBLE's career was marked by an almost continuous advancement through the ranks. As a divisional detective, he worked on a gamut of crimes that included "housebreaking, frauds, sex offenses, robberies -- a little bit of everything," he once explained.
Later promoted to the homicide squad, he investigated more than 100 murders. He was known for his painstaking legwork, his meticulous attention to detail and his uncanny ability to weave an assortment of disparate clues into what he once called "a nice rope of circumstantial evidence."
He eventually headed the homicide squad, where up-and-coming detectives like Julian FANTINO, the current police chief, worked under his command.
"He was one of the most highly respected homicide investigators that the Toronto Police Service ever had," Mr. FANTINO said. "I always found him to be of impeccable integrity and a man of very strong character and loyalty to the profession."
"He was one of the guys that knew all the answers,"said Walter TYRRELL, a retired deputy chief who also once worked in homicide under Mr. NOBLE's command. "If you needed advice, Jim was the guy you would go to."
Mr. NOBLE was promoted to inspector in 1973, staff superintendant in 1974 and deputy chief in 1977. He retired in 1984 with 61 letters of commendation in his file.
Besides homicide investigation, he was an expert on deportation and extradition and lectured on those subjects at police colleges.
An outspoken critic of what he saw as an overly-liberal legal system that put the rights of criminals above those of law-abiding citizens, he once penned an article titled "The Pampered Criminal." Convinced that the immigration department was equally soft on criminals, he helped spurred the government into tightening up the process by which criminals are deported.
"He was really upset with the system," said his former partner, Jack FOSTER, a retired staff sergeant from the detective branch. "He felt they were too soft on immigrants. We'd go to all the trouble of a deportation hearing, they'd escort a guy over to the United States, and within an hour he'd be back on our side again."
Born in Whiteabbey, near Belfast, Northern Ireland, in 1924, James Melvyn NOBLE came to Canada with his family at the age of four and grew up in a working-class neighbourhood on Toronto's Shaw Street. After grade 12 he entered the Royal Canadian Air Force and earned his pilot's wings, but, to his immense disappointment, he never served overseas. Leaving the Royal Canadian Air Force in 1946, he began looking for "something with a little bit of action, a little bit of excitement." When his father, a carpenter, suggested that he apply for a position with the police department, the 22-year-old laughed -- hard -- but agreed to talk to a friend of his father's who was a police inspector. After two lengthy discussions, Mr. NOBLE was ready to "give it a try."
For six months he pounded a beat in a police uniform. Then, paired with a partner in a patrol car, he worked a graveyard shift and became familiar with the "usual cases -- fights on the streets, drunks, domestics, robberies." Often, after an overnight shift, he would be obliged to make an appearance in court the next day.
Promoted to detective in 1957 and to the homicide squad in 1961, he once explained that he'd watch for certain telltale signs in an accused upon introducing himself as a police detective: "a darting of the eyes, the mouth becomes dry and there's a wetting of the lips, a throbbing of the artery in the neck. The person gets pale, he's trembling."
He was often amazed at how readily criminals, once apprehended, will confess their misdeeds. "There's almost a compulsion of people to confess, especially in murder cases," he once said. "It makes them feel that they have salved their conscience to some degree by telling about it."
In one of many infamous cases that he handled, NOBLE solved the murder of an 89-year-old female doctor, Rowena HUME, who was viciously beaten to death by a derelict who had stayed at a Salvation Army shelter and whom she had hired to do a few odd jobs. Two days after the murder, having followed a series of clues, Mr. NOBLE nabbed the suspect on a downtown street; the man blurted out a confession almost instantly. Mr. NOBLE was also part of the gruesome homicide investigation involving the notorious Evelyn DICK of Hamilton, Ontario
Mr. FOSTER, who was paired with Mr. NOBLE for about eight years, recalled that though he took his job very seriously, he also "had a good sense of humour -- he enjoyed a good laugh."
On one occasion, after a painstaking, six-month investigation into a complex case of insurance fraud, the duo were finally ready to collar the perpetrator, a well-known socialite named Irene.
"I remember Jim and me driving up Yonge Street to make the final arrest, and he was singing, 'Irene, Goodnight, Irene,' " Mr. FOSTER recalled. Irene, needless to say, was convicted.
For all of Mr. NOBLE's acumen as an investigator, however, not all of his professional faculties were in operation the day he and Mr. FOSTER visited a Yonge Street ladies' wear shop to check into a routine fraud. Getting back into the patrol car, Mr. NOBLE commented on how attractive he had found the store manager and that he wished he could get to know her better.
"But she's probably married," he lamented.
"Jim, what kind of detective are you?" Mr. FOSTER said. "Didn't you notice that she's got no wedding ring on her finger?"
"No, I didn't. I guess I was too busy taking notes."
Mr. FOSTER insisted that Mr. NOBLE, then 35 and single, make the requisite follow-up call on his own. He did, and he and the store manager, Barbara, were married in 1961.
Although he could play rough when the situation demanded, Mr. NOBLE was known as an impeccable gentleman and a guardian of old-fashioned standards and family values.
He once upbraided some bikers for using profanity in the presence of their girlfriends; the biker girls explained they weren't typical ladies but seemed touched by his courtesy all the same.
According to his daughter, Elaine NOBLE Tames, Jim NOBLE rarely spoke about his professional life at home.
"Being in a house with two ladies, the typical gentleman side of him would say, 'That's not the sort of thing to discuss with your wife and daughter,' " she said.
Mr. NOBLE was the subject of a cover story in Toronto Life magazine in 1972 that used him as a prism through which to view the entire police force. The article described him as "gentle, thoughtful and courteous," and noted that, except in target practice, he had never fired the snubnosed Smith and Wesson.38 revolver that he wore on his right hip.
American authors Bruce Henderson and Sam Summerlin devoted a chapter to him in their 1976 book The Super Sleuths, and described him as "one of the most highly respected operatives in the history of Canadian justice."
"He was the embodiment of professionalism in everything he did, and that was the standard to which he held other people," Mr. FANTINO said.
Jim NOBLE died in Toronto on July 15, leaving his wife Barbara, daughter Elaine and sister Pat WILKINSON, all of Toronto.

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