Contributions to the tribute of Hector Bernard Fitzmaurice

d

The family of Hector Bernard Fitzmaurice uploaded a photo

Monday, March 26, 2018

d

The family of Hector Bernard Fitzmaurice uploaded a photo

Monday, March 26, 2018

d

The family of Hector Bernard Fitzmaurice uploaded a photo

Monday, March 26, 2018

F

The family of Hector Bernard Fitzmaurice uploaded a photo

Monday, March 26, 2018

F

Frank & Lynne Wickson posted a condolence

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

We are sorry to hear of Hector's passing. He was a marvellous driver in the war and a good friend. We will miss him at the Cameron Highlander reunions. Sincerely, Frank & Lynne

P

Patti Fitzmaurice posted a condolence

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Liz: We are Hector Fitzmaurice's grand-daughters. In remembrance of him, we will each read a portion of a poem which is a favourite of our mother's entitled "The Power of One," by Dawna Dannis. We will read a section of her poem, followed by our remembrance of him. KATIE: The Power of One One song can spark a moment One flower wake the dream One tree can start a forest One bird can herald spring One smile begins a friendship One handclasp lifts a soul Hector Fitzmaurice was only one man, but he made a difference in my life. He was a selfless, independent, brave, and honorable man. He showed me the meaning of kindness. Despite all he witnessed in the war, he did not become hardened and this is a testament to his strength. He taught me to appreciate the arts and nature. He was the best role model I could have asked for. I am proud to call him my grandfather. I cannot remember a time when he did not make me feel loved. He wanted to hear about my achievements, and supported me in whatever I chose to do. As a child, I revered him, and wanted to learn everything I could from him. I cherished simple memories of gardening with him, or of him reading a story to me and my sister on those lucky nights when we slept at our grandparents' house. I loved our family gatherings because he would share the most amazing stories with us. I could have listened for hours. He was by far the most courageous man I have ever known. Old age did nothing to diminish his pride or his spirits. When I would come home to visit from university, he never let pain get in the way of spending time with me. We would do well to remember a man like Hector Fitzmaurice. There is so much to learn from the life he lived. ANNIE: The Power of One One star can guide a ship at sea One word can frame a goal One vote can change a nation One sunbeam lights a room One candle wipes out darkness One laugh will conquer gloom He would let us see through the clouded eyes of a man, A singular being. See the chaos, the love, the history of a life with selfless love The stories, sitting wide-eyed and on edge. Not saying a word, only listening, receiving the same respect when everything seemed broken. Draw me a picture, because my hands now are tired of holding on. Those hands, too strong to let go, to give up Standing tall and proud, remembering those lost too young. Now I stand tall and proud of him, kept alive by the love he left behind. Unable to think or know. All I know is I'll miss you, All I hear is your voice, Telling me stories of freedom and valour. Rewind the last days, remember him for who he was - is, always will be; A son, brother, a husband, a father, a grandfather Rest now. You will never stop sharing your story. I will never forget, never let go of his smile, his laughter, His bravery resting over my heart LIZ: "The Power of One" One step must start a journey One word must start each prayer One hope can raise our spirits One touch can show you care One voice can speak your wisdom One heart can know what's true One life can make a difference We've seen this all in you Hector Fitzmaurice was only one man, but he made a difference in my life. He loved me for who I am, and didn't concern himself too much about what makes me different from most people, and he loved unconditionally. He always had a smile on his face and a light in his eyes, no matter how much pain he was in. He taught me about courage, honour, fortitude, and bravery. He told me stories about the War, even though it was painful for him to remember, so that he could help me to understand what it is to fight the powers of darkness. He proved to me that even in old age, a person can be curious about the world and want to learn more. He raised my mother, whose blood pulses in harmony with mine, and he knew me while I was still in her womb. He also loved my grandmother, and helped me believe that love is not just a feeling, it is a choice and an action that can last a lifetime. Hector Fitzmaurice was only one man, but he was a man I wish I had known longer, and a man that taught me much about the world. Because he was a veteran, every year on November 11th, I remembered him no matter where I was or what I was doing. The following poem always made me think of him: In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. Hector Fitzmaurice taught me that one man CAN make a difference. He threw us the torch. Remembrance of him will help us hold it high. Thank you, Hector, and thank you all for coming here today to honour a wonderful human being who will be missed by many.

S

Storme Van Rassel posted a condolence

Friday, December 2, 2011

My mother, Marie Van Rassel (Montroy), grew up with and was friends with the entire Fitzmaurice family from Mattawa. On behalf of my entire family I send our condeolences to Esther and the family.

In loving memory of

Hector

2011

Plant a tree in memory of Hector