Hugh Pearson Boyd

June 1, 1927October 10, 2021

Boyd, Hugh Pearson (AKA “The Young Bull”) Peacefully passed away at his home in Oshawa, in his 95th year. He was dedicated to and is survived by his loving wife Peggy (Margaret Fulton), along with his children Mike (”Boomer”), Sharon, Brian, Kirk (wife Laurie), Matt (wife Gaitree) and Nancy (husband Guy). He will be sadly missed by his 14 grandchildren and 13 great grandchildren. Hugh is also survived by his partner in crime, his loving brother James(wife Agnes). He was predeceased by his sisters Jean Brooks (Stan) and Margaret Gibson (Sam).

Before retiring, Hugh spent more than 50 years as an engineer in the Tool and Die Making business. He had a lifetime passion for the trade, a passion he often shared with his friends and family.

Hugh had a generous heart and, while humble, touched many lives. His dry sense of humour was always on hand, even in difficult times. His family meant everything to him, and he was deeply proud of them all. They will always be thankful for the gift of his life and the peacefullness of his passing.

A celebration of Hugh’s life will take place on November 21, 2021, between 2:00 – 4:00 p.m. at the family’s residence.

Memorial donations to the Heart & Stroke Foundation or Autism Canada would be appreciated.


No public services are scheduled at this time. Receive a notification when services are updated.


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Laurie Pearce

October 14, 2021

Hugh was a kind and caring grandfather, fond of gently teasing his granddaughters, and sincerely accepting of his grandson's developmental disability. He bore his various medical challenges bravely, uncomplainingly, and with his characteristic pragmatism, always more likely to joke than to complain. He will be greatly missed.

Nancy Kloosterman

October 13, 2021

Dear Dad,
Thank you for being you! So many good memories growing up from many camping trips to a range of housekeepers you hired to make sure we were taken of when you were working.. You were always there to listen but not judge.
You cared about so many people that you met and love to share many stories with them.
You rarely complained when you were not feeling well or in pain and managed to create humor out of no where.
Thank you for teaching me to respect others for who they are.
I will miss our frequent phone calls and the time spent catching up but know you will always be with us watching over.