25th September 2003 - 21st April 2026
Tribute
25/09/2003 – 21/04/2026
Passed away on 21st April 2026.
Aged 22 years.
Dearly loved Son of Scott and Miranda.
Loved Brother of Tabitha and Archie.
Speak Life.
Resting Where No Shadows Fall.
Funeral Details
The Funeral Service for Toby will be held at the Albury Presbyterian Church,
402 Wagga Road, Lavington at 10.30am on Friday 8th May 2026.
At the conclusion of the service the cortege will depart for the Jindera General Cemetery, Drumwood Road, Jindera.
"McDonald, Toby Wallace" Comments
My dearests Tobs, Thank you for giving us so much, your laughter, your kindness, your presence.
You brought light into our lives in ways that will stay with us forever.
Rest peacefully.
You are loved.
You are remembered.
You are never forgotten.
Toby,
I really enjoyed getting to know you as an adult over the last year or so, after knowing you as a child. You were a genuinely nice, kind hearted soul with so much love for your family. You will be greatly missed by so many.
Rest easy.
To my brother I grew up with. You were the one thing I looked forward to every family event. You had the same cheeky humour as me, we loved messing around and loved doing stupid stuff. I can’t believe you’re gone. I still don’t know why you are. Guess I’ll never get the answer to that question. I’ll never forget you nor the memories we made. Till I see you again.
Love Mitch
Thankyou for being apart of memories that shaped my childhood. I will forever be blessed to have had you in my corner. I love you forever ❤️
You’ll be dearly missed by many, until we ride again man 🪽
Such fond memories from local track days & racing at Phillip Island. You will be missed Toby , but still in our hearts , thoughts & prayers. rest easy.
Toby you will be missed sorry I didn’t keep in touch I only just found out about you, i remember the first day we hung out at indie all the laughs, jokes and good memories, all the times I cried and you would give me a hug or make me laugh in some kind of way all the good times I will remember❤️ Rest easy Toby I love you xx
Toby, I still can’t believe you’re gone. A part of me feels like I’m waiting for another late night message, another game invite, another moment where we laugh until we can’t breathe. Life feels so quiet without you in it.
You were more than just my best friend. You were someone who truly understood me in a way not many people ever have. Even living in different states, you somehow felt closer than people I saw every day. You made me feel seen, heard, and cared for without ever making me ask for it.
I am so grateful to have known you for the past 8 years. You pushed me to be a better person and motivated me to achieve things I never thought I’d be able to do. You believed in me even during moments where I struggled to believe in myself, and that’s something I’ll carry with me forever.
I keep replaying all the memories in my head, the late nights on Fortnite, the stupid jokes, the endless laughter, the conversations about everything and nothing. Those moments meant the world to me, and they always will. You had the softest soul and such a genuine heart. You always saw the best in people, even when they couldn’t see it in themselves.
What hurts the most is knowing we had so many plans left and so many more memories we were supposed to make together. Looking back on everything feels strange because you should still be here.
Thank you for being my best friend, for every laugh, every conversation, every moment you gave me. Thank you for brightening my life even you felt down yourself.
I miss you more than words will ever be able to explain. I’ll carry you with me forever, Toby.
Love from your poppet
(Trin)
You were one of a kind Toby, you will be forever missed by everyone 🤍
Rest easy 🤍
Dear Toby, what’s it like on the Brighter Side of Grey? My life will forever be this song. Too many coincidental signs were telling me I have the right one. So I’m trusting in that. Three days on, the grey chicken is still here. His two tone colouring matches your T-shirt that I wore on Friday. There are so many “best parts of you” that I don’t think I have anywhere big enough to lock them all away, with or without keys.
Oh, I’m feeling more than sorrow at your leaving. At times I’m feeling more than scared. Very grateful I have SO many wonderful shared memories with you.
You were always my hero, though not made of stone: you were my rock. To keep myself strong now, I trust your soul is now at peace and watching over me.
See you on the Brighter Side of Grey. Love always, Mum
Mother’s Euology
Thankyou all for being here today. Toby was my rock, my gemstone, in the rough of everyday life.
When he was one, I remember him coming up to me, a little distressed, holding out a sore hand for me to kiss. Kiss administered, off he went, happy again. I was amazed at how well a Mother’s magic kiss really did fix things.
Two small random facts – His first word was star and he only recently realised he had a third nipple.
Toby was a little slow to start talking, but he could both write and sign his name almost before he could say it. He was pedaling on two wheels by 2 1/2. Then came the somersaults on the trampoline. I thought it was time I found somewhere that would teach him how to do these things safely. He had a trial day at gymnastics. At the very end, he walked along a balance beam and somersaulted off the end onto the mat. He was reprimanded and I was told they don’t do somersaults! Maybe he just meant at Toby’s tender young age. I enrolled him in fruit flies, but it took months for them to offer him a place. By the time they did, Scott had both of the boys racing motorbikes at the dirt track. He did end up doing Fruit Flies as a teenager and a term of gymnastics with his siblings. He can still do a perfect back flip from a standing position.
He liked to be challenged with physical things – he got extremely frustrated with constant repetition of something he felt he had already mastered.
I’ve especially treasured the last 18 months doing long weekend trips with Toby to Archie’s races. Sometimes we shared a house with the Shannons, other times we’d find somewhere for ourselves. The last trip, to the Bend, was the longest drive we’ve done together. We had a gorgeous house in Wellington, on the river, with a spectacular view. Toby found a games cupboard and suggested a game of scrabble. I was ecstatic – I was hard pushed to get a game of backgammon with him at home. We ended up sitting side by side so we could both watch the pelicans and enjoy the view while playing. Sunday evenings after a race weekend are some of my favourite memories – we would rewatch the races and dissect them. He was quite astute at pointing out the little things I didn’t notice.
If Archie was racing overseas, we’d set our alarms and huddle in one bed or another and watch. These nights, especially, I know are going to be extra hard and lonely now.
Toby – I hope I’ve got the right song today, along with your favourite. I believe there’s a few more Five Finger Death Punch fans now, thanks to you. As I’m typing this – a grey? Chicken has come to say hello. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a grey chicken before. Maybe that’s another little sign that I’ve got it right!
For those from Jindera, there was a post a month before he died. Someone caught him on camera and thought he was coming to steal – dressed in thongs and a dressing gown. The comments are hilarious. What no-one guessed was that he had gone over to yell at them to shut their dogs up. There is a note on his whiteboard saying they were non stop barking from 8:45 till about 10:30pm. The neighbours behind us heard him yell and had a laugh. The occupants, though apparently home, obviously didn’t hear him.
At least I won’t be woken in the early hours anymore by him going out and yelling at those dogs.
I know Toby loved us all – the tattoo design he’s been working on for many months is testament to that.
Toby – Im missing you so much, but I’d like to believe the souls of those we have lost are somewhere. I hope you’ve found Gogo, Poppies and Jack.
Enjoy your peace and know that I will always love you. See you on the Brighter side of Grey.
Dear toby, I love you, you were someone I looked up to my whole life growing up and someone’s footstep I always followed in, everything I know I learnt from you, but no one knows and can as much as you could
toby was more talented then anyone in the family, for example whenever the family would go to a restaurant toby learnt to make origami out of the napkins, I tried, Tabitha tried, mum tried, dad tried, no one could but toby,
another example one Christmas us kids got a unicycle as a gift, i took it outside to try ride it straight away, I couldn’t, Tabitha then tried and couldn’t, guess who tried and did, TOBY, no one ever learnt but toby
As a family growing up on motorbikes (thanks to dad), toby and I loved racing each other in the backyard of 1 ache in Jindera for days on end, not only did we race together, we did wheelies together, to this day I never did a wheelie as long as toby, he was the most balanced hand eye coordinated person I knew, I’ll remember that time how hard toby and I laughed when Tabitha had her first ride on a motorbike and she found out the brakes for the bike weren’t head first into the the fence of the chook coupe,
Toby and I also grew up on trampolines which we found out was even more fun next to the roof of the garage,
After learning every flip possible and a broken arm later it would only make sense for us to learn how to backflip on flat ground, it took toby less then a day to learn, I asked him to teach me, he did, and 2 weeks later I tried to backflip again and landed on my face, I asked my big brother to show me how to backflip again, he taught me within 2 minutes, now I don’t know who will teach me to backflip ever again,
For the 2025 ASBK season toby attended the first round as a spectator and in no time at all had a job working in the team as my pit board signaller, for those who don’t know a pit board signaller is someone who puts numbers on a large board with information about the race for the rider such as laps left, this is a very important roll and not one number on the board can be incorrect, did toby ever mess it up? No, now I won’t have a perfect pit board signaller again
After every race overseas, toby would call me and not just to congratulate me but have the most pride and interest in the race no matter the result, his words made me feel more proud then I actually was. he knew more about every lap, every corner and every overtake in the race than i did, Those moments meant more to me than I think he ever realised, he was so proud and every time I race from now on, I’ll carry my brother with me, but it will never feel the same without him. Every time I put my helmet on, every lap I ride, and every finish line I cross, I’ll race in his memory, i will always feel your strength along the ride with me toby.
I have a thousand memories and stories I could stand here and tell today… but if I told all of them then mum and dad will find out the real reason a cat ended up on a drive way randomly one day dead, I will keep them just for me and you toby, I love you bro
And to everyone reading this , please please listen, You are important, you are worthy and you are loved, the person next to you loves you, your parents love you and I love you, wether your someone I’ve never met before or my brothers best friend, that makes you my best friend
And to toby I’ll always remember saying goodbye to you as “see ya later bro” with a dap up. and today I say one last “see ya later bro” and one last dap up and I love you ❤️
Aunty’s eulogy
Toby, as the middle child between Tabitha and Archie, shared something with my own middle child, Charlotte. Apparently, it’s not always easy being surrounded by confident siblings.
Charlotte and Toby understood each other in a quiet way, often just happily spending time together. One memory Charlotte especially treasures is when she and Toby accompanied their grandmother, Gogo, to one of her chemo sessions. It was a simple moment, but one that furthered a special bond between the three of them.
Together with my sister Polly’s family we also remember many fun times together — cousins playing, creating adventures, and filling the house and backyard with laughter. Their games were sometimes messy, usually hilarious, and always wonderfully imaginative. Toby’s circus acrobatics a common feature.
One of my favourite memories is the spy party Gogo hosted. Toby teamed up with my eldest daughter, Claudia, and together they were given the international spy names “The Clever Dicks.” Gogo went all out — making passports, leaving fingerprint clues, and creating all sorts of spy challenges, ending with a dance. Looking back through the photo albums now, there are beautiful pictures of Toby dancing ballroom-style, every bit the little James Bond.
Then there were the many camping adventures, both in the Northern Territory and in the backyard. In the backyard ordinary tents apparently weren’t nearly exciting enough. Instead, the cousins would build elaborate cubbies out of sheets, rope and pegs, dragging mattresses outside to create their own little world. My children say Toby was the best at making the sheet tents.
Toby was also patient and kind. I remember him helping my youngest, Meredith, learn to walk when she was a baby. He would walk backwards in front of her, gently holding her hands and encouraging her step by step, while she giggled all the way.
After moving back to Darwin, we didn’t get to see Toby as often in recent years. But last October, many of our family shared a long weekend in Goulburn. Toby was happy, loving being part of the pit crew, and it was such a wonderful time to all be together. I will always be grateful for that weekend and the memories.
Toby formed strong friendships from childhood and through the interests he loved – music, gaming and motorbikes. He felt things deeply, and loved his family deeply too.
Miranda, Scott, Tabitha and Archie, our hearts go out to you. I hope you can all find some peace and comfort in the beautiful memories you also shared with Toby.
As Gogo would write –
love and hugs
x’s and o’s.
My earliest memory of Toby is the day Archie was born. While I don’t remember meeting Archie, I do remember sitting in the hospital waiting room with Toby and our grandad when Dad came in and told us we had a baby brother. I remember that Toby was so excited, and I was just a little bit upset that I didn’t have a little sister.
I was also often a little bit upset because for a little brother, Toby was better than me at a lot of things. He learnt how to ride a bike first, and then he had to take it a step further and learn how to ride a unicycle and a pogo stick. He showed me how to use mums computer to play online games and watch YouTube, and I would spend hours watching over his shoulder. Toby also taught himself how to play the guitar and the drums. He was so good I could play him a song and he would learn-it by ear. Toby was so incredibly talented at many things and I will always be so impressed by his patience and his dedication once he put his mind to something.
Many of you would also know that Toby was incredibly kind and he loved people very deeply. While he wouldn’t say it, I will remember that Toby would always wash my car whenever I drove back to Albury, and he would pick me up from a night out after mum and dad had gone to sleep. He would come to Canberra to help me move, he would shout me dinner on my trips home, and he would drive me around Christmas shopping in peak traffic because he knew how much I hated driving in peak traffic. He loved the people in his life not with his words, but with his actions.
I will use my words to say I love you toby, rest easy.