Joseph James Hart
elevated SoXWq January 7, 1938 – June 21, 2026
elevated SoXWq Funeral Service
Monday, June 29, 2026 at 11:00 a.m.
Assumption Catholic Funeral Home Chapel
6933 Tomken Rd, Mississauga, ON L5T 1N4
elevated SoXWq Cremation
Assumption Catholic Cemetery
6933 Tomken Rd, Mississauga, ON L5T 1N4
Thank you Joe for all your years of friendship, craic and love you will be greatly missed, may you rest in God’s eternal peace.
Our deepest sympathy to all the Hart family our thoughts and prayers are with you.
God bless, Nan and all the O’Hanlon family 💔🙏
Our heartfelt condolences to you all
My condolences to the Hart family. Joe will be remembered fondly as a spirited fun man so warm and social . A great conversationalist with fun stories. A wonderful man to have known. May he rest in heavenly peace.
May he rest in peace. A great character who will be sorely missed
Joe was a valued part of the Switzer-Carty Team. I will always remember Joe for his big smile and quick wit and the laughs & joy he brought to those around him.
My sincere condolences
RIP Joe
Our deepest sympathies to the family. We are praying that God will make His presence felt as you mourn your loss.
What a great sense of humour and kind hearted to all. We loved hearing your stories and advice, especially the one to the young adults to keep one foot on the floor. We are very grateful that we had you in our presence. We will never forget you. You will be truly missed and remembered. Love the Burt family.
He will be sorely missed. I will always be grateful for the time that I spent in his company. Loved him to bits. Rest in peace Joe XX
When I first met Joe, he tried to chase me away.
I was 52 years old, and somehow Joe managed to make me feel like I was 18 again.
I knocked on the door, and Joe answered. Before I could get two words out, he practically chased me off the porch and slammed the door. Being a little older and hopefully a little wiser, I stood there for a moment and thought, “Well, that didn’t go very well.”
So I knocked again.
From inside, I heard Joe say, “I chased another “ word “ one away, darling.”
When he opened the door, I looked towards him as I could not look straight in the eye because of my fear and said, “Sir, I was just walking by and noticed your roof needed fixing”—which, by the way, it absolutely did not—“and I was wondering if I could give you a free quote.”
For the first and perhaps only time in his life, Joe was speechless. He stuttered for a moment and then said, “Oh “ his word”… I thought you “ his word” were here to pick up my daughter.”
I cut him off and replied, “No, sir, I wanted to give you a quote… but I’d be glad to take your daughter out too.”
Then I paused and said, “Actually, no. I’m the gentleman who came to pick up your daughter.”
The look on Joe’s face was priceless. Then “his word”
That was Joe.
Protective. Fiercely protective. Especially when it came to the people he loved.
What started as one of the most intimidating introductions of my life became one of the most important friendships I would ever have. Looking back now, seven years wasn’t enough.
Joe was stubborn, opinionated, and never afraid to tell you exactly what he thought. Sometimes that could drive you crazy, but there was never any doubt where you stood with him. And if Joe was in your corner, you knew he had your back.
He was also a teacher. Not necessarily in a classroom, but in the way he shared his life, his stories, and his wisdom. And for someone who could be so blunt, he was a surprisingly great communicator. He had a way of getting his point across, often with humour, always with conviction.
And then there was Joe’s unique use of language. Most people use adjectives, adverbs, and nouns separately. Joe somehow managed to use the same colourful word as all three. I honestly believe he created a new part of speech. If there was a conversation happening, Joe could find a way to work that word into it.
Behind the tough exterior was a loyal friend, a devoted father, and a man who cared deeply about the people in his life.
Of all his accomplishments, none was greater than the beautiful daughter he brought into this world. She was his pride, his joy, and one of the greatest gifts he leaves behind.
Over the last seven plus years, Joe gave me friendship, laughter, guidance, and memories that I will carry for the rest of my life. I only wish there had been more time.
Seven plus years wasn’t enough.
Today we say goodbye to a man who was truly one of a kind. We will miss his stories, his wisdom, his stubbornness, his colourful vocabulary, and his unwavering loyalty.
Rest easy, Joe.
Thank you for eventually opening that door.
Thank you for the friendship that followed.
And one last thing, my friend.
Your pride and joy, the greatest gift of your life, will always be loved, looked after, and cared for.
She has good people around her who already have her back. I promise to stand beside them and do the same.
That, Joe, I promise.
Until we meet again. ❤️
Very well said Steve ❣️
My condolence to the Hart family. Rest in peace Joe.
To me, Joe was always Mr. Hart. But in my heart, he was considered my second father.
42 years ago Joe put his son into a boxing class and David swiftly knocked out my teeth behind Avondale Plaza. It was that moment that our dads got together and convinced us both that we would be stronger together.
Joe, and Archie, were right.
Joe welcomed me into the Family like I was his own, and I happily accepted everything that came with that invitation. What I saw was a man who was a fierce protector, he loved to bark and put people in their place, but I knew that was all an act. Under all of that, I saw a kind soul, a man who regardless of whatever happened, I could count on him. We could all count on Joe.
He kept me on my toes, was quick to correct my path, and helped me become who I am today. That loving care from Joe never wavered, not once, not for a second. I will forever love him as my Dad, and an even better friend.
Thank you for taking care of me Joe. You will be sadly missed in my life, and the decades of amazing memories with you will always live on. The Rankin Clan won’t be the same without you.
I hope I made you proud.
Steve
“The Number One Son”
So sorry to hear about Joe had some great laughs at the cottage and the Irish Centre he definitely was a big character and a very proud Irish man who loved his county of Armagh, May you rest in Peace Joe 🙏 love from Ursula and Gary Totton
Sad to hear about the passing off our friend Joe
A proud Armagh man and the life and soul off many party.
Rest in peace dear friend🙏
Condolences to your family and friends.
Love Eilish and Michael Comiskey ☘️
Mr. Hart, not a lot to say but I’m going to miss our corky little jokes, ” if me mother could see me now” when giving you a shower, or ” Tracy is coming in so make sure you tidy up” but she can see on the camera. You always made me laugh. I’m going to miss our Dear Abby I would read to you every visit.
You were loved by me and I’m going to always remember you.
Rest well my dear Joe and keep smiling.
Tracy, sorry to hear of your Dad’s passing. He was a great friend to my parents, Mary and Charles Calderbank, and I enjoyed my visits with him at the cottage. Sorry we won’t be able to attend the funeral.