The Andrew Archer Memorial Fund
“Nothing really matters, but everything counts”- Andy Archer
In June 2010, 23-year-old Seneca Flight graduate Andrew “Andy” Archer was killed in a flight accident, when the small plane he was flying crashed in Markham.
In the aftermath of this tragedy, a memorial fund was established at Seneca in Andy’s name. Donations to this scholarship can be made by clicking here, or by calling (416) 491-5050 ext. 7944.
During his life, Andrew touched many people through his selflessness, care for others and his unwavering love for, and dedication to, flying.
Andrew’s brother, William, wrote the following in remembrance of his beloved brother:
Someone, who is very important to a lot of people, was lost this past June in what could only be called a tragedy. This person was one of those who did good deeds without so much as a hint or a whisper to his name.
In his 23 years Andy touched hundreds of lives in ways only he could. We all have something special to give, and what Andy did was give his heart to everyone.
For his father, he was a lifesaver, one who lifted a multitude of depression before he was even born. For his mother, he was an intuitive, spirited guy, who offered a special connection, whether it was a look, a gentle touch or a well-timed phone call.
As a brother, he was a sidekick, an inspiration and a protector. For his girlfriend, he was the whole world and company from the nighttime until the birds chirped.
Finally as a friend, he was the kind of person on whom you could always depend, who followed through during the good times and the bad—a brother separated only by blood.
Andy was a pilot, and if there was anything he enjoyed more than life itself, it was flying. He discovered he loved it when, on a scouting trip to the Airport, he got to take the controls. It was fate, especially since the name of the airplane was “Archer.” While the rest of us looked out the windows of the cockpit marveling at how interesting the world below looked, Andy, maintaining his gaze forward, was transfixed by the heavens before him. It was beautiful.
It's incredible how few people achieve their dreams. In the years following Andy's first taste of piloting, he worked towards becoming a pilot himself. When it all began, Andy was only 13. About nine years later, that dream came true; Andy graduated from Seneca College's Flight program.
He never looked back, but always forward to the future. He worked hard at achieving his goal to fly, and, with much persistence, he was able to finally get that job piloting planes.
When Andy was flying his face lit up and he was happy. It's amazing that, despite Andy's youth, he was a source of tremendous wisdom and life lessons passed to his friends and co-workers of all ages.
Andy always realized the answers we seek or the “what ifs” we conjure up don't really matter; it's the problems we face, how we live and everything we do in our lives that count.
Andy lived, and he made his short life an adventure: An adventure that ended on a calm Sunday evening, while the sun was setting, after a perfect flight. Once again, as Andy had all those years ago on that first flying experience, he saw the heavens.
—William Archer, August 2010