In Memory of Maurice Bertrand

I first met Mr. B. when Brian and Holly began dating and as things got serious between them we got to meet Linda and Barry, Susie and Gary and all the family. The love and commitment between the family was evident. We became fast friends after he gave me the outside corner of Brian and Holly’s wedding cake. Yum. What was not to love about him. Forever etched in my mind was our first camping trip together. Myself, Murray, Scott and Maureen headed out in our camping trailer to meet them. We all gathered to have our meal together at a really big picnic table and food was plentiful. We all bought some of our favourite dishes. Joy, as always, travelled with plenty of food, storied in her beloved Tupperware. I guess Mr. B. decided to have one of Joy’s home made beets stored in a very nifty Tupperware container. Extracting the beets proved to be disastrous for Mr. B. as he ended up covered in beet juice and pieces all over him. We couldn’t control our laughter, but no one laughed louder than Mr. B. He was an incredible man, so full of life and love for one and all. Mr. B. you have earned your rest and we will never forget the loving son, brother, father, father-in-law, grandfather, great-grandfather, uncle and many beloved friends. God Bless you Mr. B. until we meet again. Sincerely and with much love Vi McCullough and Family

Mes sympathies à toi et toute la famille xox d une ancienne collègue de travail de Montfort.

Monsieur Bertrand , my father-in-law, you were truly the kindest most gentle person that I was privileged to have in my life. I will forever miss seeing you in your big comfy chair sitting in the corner with your candies and lottery tickets close beside you, or doing puzzles at the dining room table and often cooking up a storm with Lynda in the kitchen. You always greeted us with your huge smile and warm hug each time. You treated my mom like a queen for which I am forever grateful. Thank you for all you have done for us and your unconditional love. I am lucky to have you live within your son Gary.
Je t’aime et je ne t’oublierais jamais. Xoxo💙🙏

To my cousins Lynda, Brian, Gary. Being pretty much your age, your parents were more like uncle and aunt to me than my cousin and her husband. I remember your dad as a kindly uncle from my childhood. I remember occasional Sunday dinners at your house, or ours. I remember playing together while the food was cooking and after dinner sitting down to watch tv together. I remember Maurice teaching my mom how to cook the wild game that I would years later catch so that it wouldn’t have that ‘wild’ taste. The last time I saw your dad was at a lunch at the Prescott a few years ago. Unfortunately I didn’t get a chance to talk with him, rather just a passing hello but I was sitting and chatting with Lynda and that was really nice. I would have liked to have gotten to know him adult to adult. I remember him fondly but from a child’s perspective, which I think says a lot. Although we’ve lost touch over the years my memories will always be special to me and I am glad that your dad and you guys are a part of them.

Brian, I want to offer my sincere condolences to you and your family. May all the wonderful memories you have of your dad, sustain you in your loss and grief. Please know that all your acquaintances are empathetic to your sorrow.

Laurie Ferraro

Mr. B was always so kind and sweet to me. At family gatherings he always had a smile and loved to watch all of his great grandchildren run around and have fun. Rest in peace Mr B, your gentle smile will never be forgotten.