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We invite you to share a favourite memory, a story or simply a few words about what Bernie meant to you. These tributes will be cherished by his family and preserved here for all to read.
- Memory from Maurice
I met Bernie himself in Kingston Ontario while they were doing the pool renovation, I didn’t know that I was actually finally meeting the owner of this company that I already had worked for over a couple years.
Anyway, we hit it off right away. He gave me his phone number and told me the price some work for him – and he told me he’s got lots of work for me. I thought perfect I like this guy.From that day on our relationship started growing we became closer on a personal level we went together- I remember the first time he invited me to his home in Kitchener and we went together to the Oktoberfest, all dressed up like two German Cowboys.
We had a lot of fun together. He was such a cool intellectual and intelligent guy to be around. He had such a great sense of humour and no matter what situation he was in. He always had something to say and added the touch of humour, and fun to it
We went on several trips together either business or work. I took him to Germany. He met my family. We went together to Oktoberfest. We had so much fun together him and my dad became buddies, and they are actually the same age. He told me how much he loved Germany in particular also the food and I think there was still a little bit of pride of him being German too.
I have so many good memories of him, and I will keep those forever in my heart-❤️ He was a very unique human being and he was just one of a kind in so many ways.Bernie you will be missed 🙌🫶🏻🙏- it was a pleasure to have known you. - A Memory from Zoe
I spent many summers teaching Bernie’s grandkids swimming lessons. Those summers were full of laughter and joy. Bernie loved to watch Sylvie and Lincoln swim laps in his and Cindy’s backyard. He always had a smile on his face and a piece of wisdom to share with me. I will always appreciate how welcoming he was to me. His encouragement for me to travel as much as possible when I’m young inspired many of my adventures. I know his absence is felt deeply by all. I will always cherish those summers by the pool with his family.
- A Memory From David
I remember when we were young. He use to push me around in a baby carriage. We went for long walks. Times turned and I pushed Bernie in his wheel chair pretending to be on our road trip.
- A Memory from Ashley
Loss still finds a way to take your breath away and redefine words you thought you understood. “Step Dad” never quite fit, because you were so much more. You showed up, you stayed steady and you loved without obligation. And to our kids you were simply the BEST Grandpa. The kind who made them feel safe, seen and deeply loved. The kind whose presence became part of their everyday world and whose absence will be felt in all the quite moments ahead.
You didn’t just step in, you stood tall. You will always live on in us and in them. Love you Bernie.