Maurice in 2011.  Maurice was a great carpenter, he put up all the siding on this house and then later painted it.  The inside of  his house had this wood on it as well.  He had an excellent eye for detail.

I first met Maurice when I was 33.  I had been adopted out as a baby and he was my biological father.  Maurice called me and from the day we met 15 years ago, there was no denying the DNA....our temperaments were the same amongst other things.  Maurice was a person that was eccentric (to say the least) but not once, not ever did he ever pretend to be he was something he was not.  It sometimes made people  feel uncomfortable, but I understood and admired it.  
Over the years, I have many fond memories with Maurice.  I visited him often when I lived closer to Quebec, and then later New Brunswick, he showed me around Miscou Island and when I moved to Manitoba for a teaching job, we often exchanged letters and phone calls.  The funniest is during a time when Maurice discovered that you can deliver gifts through the greyhound bus depot for cheap.  Anyone who knows Maurice, knows that this was something he was passionate about.  "Not cheap" he would say, "but inexpensive".  Maurice decided that he would start to send me mail through the bus depot and for a while I would get phone calls from our local bus depot about a package.   Amongst the many gifts he sent he would  send me his canned sauces.  He would then call me and examine me about whether or not I had tried his sauce and which flavours did I like and which ingredients I detected.  This was his way of making sure that I had actually eaten his sauce.  This all stopped though when one time, he sent me clams in July and the jars had burst all over the suitcase...you can imagine the bus depot worker's face when he handed me the package, full of clam juice!  Sadly, I can only add one photo here and I wish I could be at his mass but I live in Northern BC.   Maurice had troubles, but this quote reminds me of him: "In times of peace, a true warrior will turn on himself"  Maurice was a warrior that would have been valued in any battle.  Proud to know you, Maurice.

Maurice a été un homme qui a fait partie de ma vie aussi loin que je peux me souvenir. Il était un grand amis de ma mère Rita-Diana Ward(mère biologique de Nadia). Mon oncle qui je crois me considérait comme sa fille. Nous avons formé un trio lui(père biologique de Nadia), moi (Nathalie) et Nadia. Il nous a pavanées dans sa famille et où il le pouvait. Il venait nous chercher pour faire le ménage de sa maison, de ses papiers, pour une balade, une gâterie et pour être en famille quoi. J’ai tellement de beaux souvenirs.  Entre autre, il m’a apprise à conduire dans les chemins de terres en arrière du club 7. Par la suite, il me prêtait sa camionnette et sa voiture pour que j’aile m’exercer. Il y a tant de souvenirs... Bon repos et paix à ton âme tourmenté.  La science de la santé n’a pue être à point pour te supporter afin que tu puisses exploiter ton plein potentiel ... Mes sœurs se joignent à moi pour te conduire à ton repos. Le monde vont te manquer toi et ton désir de refaire le monde. Maman va être là pour t’accueillir mon oncle .Gros câlins et bisous .😘

OBITUARIO

Maurice Raill

12 enero, 1941 – 25 marzo, 2019

Salon Funéraire Maher’s Funeral Home

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