Trevor Michael Stang
It is with deep sadness and heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Trevor Michael Stang on September 12, 2025, in Edmonton, Alberta, at the age of 47.
Trevor will be remembered by his wife Erin and their daughters Mackenzie and Ashlyn, who were the light of his life. He is also survived by his father, Kenneth Stang, his sisters, Tracy Bucyk and Leah Stang, as well as numerous nieces, nephews, and extended family. Trevor was a proud uncle to nine and a great-uncle to one.
He was predeceased by his mother, Carol Stang, and his brother-in-law, Brian Bucyk.
Trevor will be remembered for his kindness, sense of humor, and devotion to his family. His presence brought joy and comfort to those who knew him, and his memory will live on in the hearts of all who loved him.
As per his wishes, Trevor has been cremated. A Celebration of Life will be held at a later date, where family and friends will gather to honor and remember him.
The family wishes to extend their heartfelt gratitude for the love and support received during this difficult time.
So sorry for your loss, Trevor was a very special person.
Darry
My deepest condolences for your loss.
Erin
So sorry for your loss. My condolences. Take care 💕💕
Erin and family,
My heartfelt condolences for your loss. May all the fond memories you have of Trevor, keep you going in these difficult times.
So sorry for your loss. Thoughts and prayer to you and the family.
I’m so very sorry for your loss, the girls and the family. May he rest in peace and you all find the same in your hearts.
So sorry to hear about Trevor. Hugs going out to you and the girls.
Randy and Vivian Stratichuk
My heartfelt condolences to you and the girls, Erin. Take good care of each other.
I was Trevor’s Foreperson while he was working at LRT. One weekend we had a power outage for EPCOR to repair some high voltage components. There was zero electricity in the building. Nothing. So around lunchtime we all gathered in the lunchroom to eat our unheated, unrefrigerated lunches. I took a headcount. Where’s Trevor? I went looking for him in the body shop and as I approached the doors there was the unmistakable smell of Chunky Soup. I round the corner and there’s Trevor with a can gently mounted in a bench vice and the oxy-acetylene torch with a small blue flame slowly warming the outside as he’s gingerly stirring it. He looks up and gives me his famous grin and says, “I don’t like cold soup”.
I nodded in agreement and walked back to the lunchroom laughing to myself.
Rest easy Brother. It’s time for a break.
Condolences Tracy to you and your family on the loss of your brother .
My heartfelt condolences to you and the girls, Erin.
Hugs.
Trevor and I worked at LRT for several years. We always had great talks about family, life and hanging out at the lake. I will miss his warm, mischievous grin and his laughter. My condolences to Trevor’s wife, daughters and family..
My deepest condolences to the family. I worked with Trevor at LRT.