1273 Weston
c.1930s
Flynn Funeral home



Selrahc Yrogerc
The lane carried on behind some homes then you reached Flynns Funeral Parlour where I would watch the shiny black cars and the hearse come and go in silence and wonder if there was a dead body in the hearse and if there was how the Flynns, Donny and his older brother could live in there.
Bert Vandermey
I used to delivery baked goods there when I was just a kid. Mrs. Flynn had sucha good sense of humour. She would tell my dad that if he ever lost his false teeth that she had a few pairs lying around :))

Kimberley Bunk
The Flynn Family were amazing people. A lot of my family members were in their care and they had always made dealth seem easier to deal with especially as a child.
Parbo Gregory
Brother Al was a friend of one, or the only? Flynn boys. They played a trick on a kid from Mt. Dennis (don't know who) A few of them got into the caskets and waited for him, then opened them up and scared the shit out of the kid! Me and my friends would 'toboggan' down the ploughed snow piled up against the wall behind the funeral home in the laneway.

Diane Gay
Lived behind Flynn’s on Barton like. Played there and saw the caskets. I was even on the roof.
David Arnold
Used to deliver the Globe and Mail to Mrs Flynn, at the apartment side door entrance , she was my favourite, yeah because she was really nice and tipped me more than any other customer. Sure there was something unsettling for me as a kid to deliver to a funeral parlour but I have no ghost stories the Flynn’s did a great job keeping the ghost inside. Mrs Flynn was in a horrible car accident in Lindsay Ontario and for a kid she was away a very long time, I don’t think I ever saw her again. Or maybe I saw her with crutches like a year later. I’m guessing, but I don’t think that Flynn’s Funeral was there until the late 1940’s at the earliest. My grandfather died in 1945 and his body was kept in our house on Sunnybrae and then removed in his casket for burial. There might have been a service at the church first. The imagine of getting a casket out of our basic sized house is unsettling. I just can’t imagine how difficult it would have been, but that’s how it was done. You were born in the house, you died there and your funeral visitation was in the house. My uncle has told me that they all went upstairs while his casket was removed, it would be really traumatic to see the casket with your parent twisted and turned to get it out of the house . (Ok , gosh, I got distracted.)

Fred Woodard
Jerry Smith rented a room in that house. He was a very heavy drinker and died from it in that house.


An excerpt from Weston & Times, June 1982 foreshadowing the decline of Mt. Dennis commercial strip




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