RICHARD MORLEY PEART
- "Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven." (Michelangelo Buonarroti) A legacy of life well-lived. – 80, of Head of St. Margaret's Bay, passed away peacefully on Thursday, August 25, 2022, in the Camp Hill Veterans Memorial Building surrounded by his loving family and tender caregivers. Born on July 18, 1942, in Montreal, he was the eldest child of the late Allen Wilfred Miller Peart (1903-1990) and Cilla (Benning) Peart (1912-2008). Rick was a devoted, loving husband to his wife of 55 years and best friend, Barbara Jean (Mason). She went up to Sorel to teach and dragged him back to the Maritimes "kicking and screaming," as he would say. They married July 14, 1967, (his Centennial project), in St. George's Anglican Church at the Head of the Bay and have made their home there since 1970 when they returned to teach and care for Barbara's parents, Sing and Maude Mason.
A graduate of Bishop's University, (BSc) Lennoxville, PQ, and St. Mary's University, Halifax, (MA in Education), Rick taught for thirty years, his first assignment in high school math in Sorel, PQ, where he met his wife. He later taught in Chateauguay's Howard S. Billings Regional High, Dartmouth High, and became vice-principal in Dartmouth's Shannon Park and Hawthorn Schools. He was a former Secretary-Treasurer of both the Canadian College of Teachers and the Retired Teachers' Association of Nova Scotia, as well as a member of both the Dartmouth and County Associations.
An outstanding husband and beloved father to Alanis Maudi-Lee, he was a devoted friend to all who crossed his path. He was noted as being very caring, compassionate, and well-organized, taking a keen interest in education and its youth. During his younger years, his summers were varied in the Cadet Corps, working in exploratory mining, a paper mill, iron smelter, or teaching summer school. He loved to ski, sail, travel to Europe, Hawaii, Bermuda, the States, and across Canada, putter in his basement and around the yard, but he couldn't get too far from his trusty computer and camera. Best of all, he loved to be surrounded by family and friends at his beautiful home in Allen Heights. He will be greatly missed and fondly remembered by his loving wife, Barbara, as a shining example of integrity, work ethic, and devotion to both her and their daughter Alanis Maudi-Lee Peart.
He is also survived by one sister, Beverley (Mrs. Ronald Oakley), of Port Elgin, Ontario, and many nieces and nephews, as well as great and great-great nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his infant sister Helen, in-laws: Darrell and Peggy Mason, Eric and Geraldine Mason, Ralph, Singie, Lionel and first wife Margie, infant Juanita Mason, nephews Gary Parsons, Jim Abriel, Bill Moore, nieces Beth (Mason) King and Marlene (Mason) Abriel.
The family will receive visitors Thursday, September 1st , 6:00-8:00 pm, in the Ronald A. Walker Funeral Home, 13549 Peggy’s Cove Road, Upper Tantallon. Funeral service will be held 11:00 a.m., Saturday, September 3, 2022, in St. George’s Anglican Church, Head of St. Margaret’s Bay, with Rev. Brieanna Andrews and Rev. Shant Manuel officiating. Burial will be in St. George's Cemetery. Donations may be made to St. George's Church, Head of St. Margaret's Bay, Camp Hill Veterans’ Memorial 6 West: http://www.QE2Foundation.ca (In the ‘In memory’ section click 'a specific area or purpose' and please direct it to Camp Hill Veterans’ Memorial 6 West) or to any charity of your choice. On-line condolences may be made to: www.rawalker.ca. The Peart family would like to thank their family, friends, colleagues, and neighbors for the tremendous support received, and special gratitude is extended to the exceedingly loving Medical Staff of Camp Hill Veterans, 6 West.
“Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well”- Canon Holland