Birth date: Aug 1, 1950 Death date: Feb 14, 2022
Nick Galanos bounced into this world on August 1, 1950. As a child he was filled with energy and enthusiasm and never lost this spark for life. He died on February 14, 2022, with his family by his side. He is the son of the late Read Obituary
To Tinceson, Stephanie & Taylor, our condolences. Mr. Galanos is unforgettable. He towered over most of the teachers and families at Holy Trinity Catholic School.
The entire Galanos family just incredibly supportive when it came to school functions. Always there to lend a hand. Mr. Galanos was so full of life. So very sad to hear of his passing.
I worked with Nick on the Toronto police force, wonderful guy always ready to assist in some way. I remember his retirement party in East York, Thought of him again last night that's why I am here now. Great fellow. davethornton67@gmail.com
I worked for Nick at TGI Fridays for many years and learned everything from him. Much love to Nick and his family.
Nick was a wonderful friend and a carring friend....my husband Tim, drove him to and from the airport and they became very close and loved each other like brothers.....they held each other's backs and the bond was tight, solid, and dependable....they loved being together.
Virginia Timm lit a candle in memory of Nick Galanos
We were next door neighbours of Nick's in Sarnia, Ontario when he was running Le Gourmet. We remember him with great fondness. Particularly we remember Stan's baptism and the party that followed at the restaurant. Our daughter, Ruth, used to babysit until the wee hours of the morning when the restaurant closed. Sometimes Rhoda would be called in to change a diaper etc. and there would always be a lobster or a baclava on the front porch in the morning. He was a great neighbour.Our son, Christopher, worked as a bus boy and dishwasher when things got busy. We still live in the same house . Our deepest condolences to all the family. Rhoda and Noel Gaspar
Nick was like a second father to me growing up as one of Stan's close friends since elementary school. Just like Nick was larger than life, his household was larger than life as well. From playing basketball, to swimming in the pool, to watching the cowboys, and playing wiffleball home run derby with broom sticks, and playing with the dogs(scruffy, george, teddy-bo), and playing video games, going to Stan's house was like going to Disney land and Nick was our very own Walt Disney. Nick showered us with love and affection. If we were hungry, he would order 4-5 XL pepperoni pizza's, or he would take us to Friday's and we could order anything and everything we wanted. He ALWAYS had that larger than life smile, and his energy and happiness was contagious. He had a spirit that lit up the room and made you feel extra comfortable and welcomed. Nick always had a super interesting, funny story to tell, and/or something really cool to show us. Things we'd never seen before, typically rare, hard to get things. Although Nick was tall and very strong, he was so gentle with us kids, just like his son Stan, a giant teddy bear to those he loved, and he loved us so much. Didn't matter if I was 8 years old or 38 years old, being with Nick was always the same amazing feeling of love and affection. He cared so much about us, and always wanted us to be happy and having fun, and we did, always, every day with him. I know for a fact, I spent more days and nights staying at Stan's house than I spent at my own house growing up. You never wanted to miss a chance to go to Stan's house. Then as we started playing sports, Nick was always there giving us rides to and from practice and games. He got us pumped up by building our confidence and playing our favorite music in the car. And then at the games, you could hear Nick cheering for us from the moment the game started until the final whistle. He cheered in a fashion unique to his personality. His cheering wasn't so much louder then everyone else, but you could hear him over every one else with his booming deep voice, and funny one-liners. His cheers were always positive, and often hilarious, using that Nick Galanos sense of humor that his son Stan now carries on. Hands down, two of the funniest human beings I've ever known in Nick and Stan. Didn't matter if the weather was bad, or if our team was bad, or if we were losing bad, Nick was there, and you could count on his cheering for us, I can hear him now, "C'mon Jeff, lets go number two four, you got this, here we go now!" Like a true knucklehead kid, I would spray paint my baseball cleats gold before games, and Nick loved it. I think he was the only parent that didn't think it was silly, no, Nick loved the swagger. And then when Stan was batting, or made a good defensive play, or a good shot in basketball, Nick was over the moon proud of his boy. I'm not sure anything in life made him happier then cheering us on, and especially his son Stan. Nick's passion for Stan was well apparent, Stan meant the world to him, and he was so proud of him. Nick will always be a role model to me, and I hope I can come close to loving my son and being the best dad to him, like I saw Nick with Stan.
In loving memory, love you Nick, always and forever.
Jeff "gold cleats" Davis
I am so sorry to hear of your loss. Your Dad hired me to work for Dunkin’ Donuts. I have kept up with him over the years. I bought him his Keep Calm and Carry On pillow. Not sure if he still had it. Your father was a great man and will be truly missed.
I met Nick through his work with One Community USA. He was larger than life and the consummate professional. His energy, knowledge, and sincerity, showed in every thing he did. He will be missed.
Jeff Spivey
