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Bruce Winfield Watling
May 1, 1955 - September 24, 2016
In Loving Memory…
Watling, Bruce Winfield, of Cow Bay.
After battling for several months with advanced lung cancer, Bruce
Watling died, surrounded by his family and close friends, on the
evening of September 24, 2016 in the Dartmouth General Hospital.
At his request, no funeral service will be held.
He is survived, and will be forever cherished, by his wife, best
friend and soulmate, Betty Trzop; his two daughters, Sarah (Pif)
Watling and Leslie (Alex) Watling; his two sons Taelar Trzop and Max
Trzop; his two grandsons Roman and Leo and his beloved dog, Blue. He
is predeceased by his eldest brother, Brian Watling, who
succumbed to his own battle with cancer the previous year.
Born fourth in a family of seven siblings to now deceased parents
Winfield and Shirley (Higgs) Watling of Moncton NB, he is survived and
will be deeply missed by his four sisters, Beverley (Paul) Delaney,
Kathy (Peter) Richard, Judy (Paul) Watling and Shawn Watling and his
brother, Blair (Helena) Watling. He leaves behind many nieces and nephews who
will never forget him. He will be forever missed by his dearest friend of more
than thirty years, Art (Kathy) Ward. He touched so many people over the
course of his life. He was the best of us, the one we all strove to be like.
Bruce served as a young man in the Canadian Armed Forces as an Air
Force Comm Tech, a career that stationed him in Summerside PEI,
Greenwood NS and Oakville ON and allowed him to travel the world and
work on the iconic Canadian aircraft the Argus, the Aurora and the
CF-18 respectively, before settling in Nova Scotia where he would
serve as Program Director, CP140 by the end of his professional
career.
His numerous interests and hobbies ranged from art and politics to
watching MotoGP racing and watching his sons play football to 1950’s B -
science fiction and zombie movies, all the while drinking copious
amounts of coffee. His love of photography and motorcycles took him
along the back roads of rural Nova Scotia to the streets of Havana; he
had an insatiable curiosity about people and places and his generous
spirit allowed him to find the beautiful story in all of it. A
tireless artist, it was not just enough to build something oneself –
every project he undertook was an opportunity to create something
unique and beautiful. He noticed everything, he was a constant
teacher, and had a way of making everyone who spent time with him feel
important.
He was genuinely funny. He was a fierce debater. He valued family and
tradition above all things and around his table during the holidays
was a place anyone would be welcome. He loved Christmas and took
painstaking care to instill a sense of magic and wonder in every
holiday element he touched.
A true animal lover, he had many pets over his lifetime, but being
able to sit in his gazebo, with his beloved dog Blue at his feet,
sipping his coffee in the morning - he was in his paradise. In the
end he had everything he ever dreamt: a haven on the coast where all
of his family could gather and be loved, a place he built, bit by bit
over many years with the love of his life. He was proudest of his
children and called each of them darlin’. He loved fiercely and was
loved fiercely in return.
We love and miss you so much.
Watling, Bruce Winfield, of Cow Bay.
After battling for several months with advanced lung cancer, Bruce
Watling died, surrounded by his family and close friends, on the
evening of September 24, 2016 in the Dartmouth General Hospital.
At his request, no funeral service will be held.
He is survived, and will be forever cherished, by his wife, best
friend and soulmate, Betty Trzop; his two daughters, Sarah (Pif)
Watling and Leslie (Alex) Watling; his two sons Taelar Trzop and Max
Trzop; his two grandsons Roman and Leo and his beloved dog, Blue. He
is predeceased by his eldest brother, Brian Watling, who
succumbed to his own battle with cancer the previous year.
Born fourth in a family of seven siblings to now deceased parents
Winfield and Shirley (Higgs) Watling of Moncton NB, he is survived and
will be deeply missed by his four sisters, Beverley (Paul) Delaney,
Kathy (Peter) Richard, Judy (Paul) Watling and Shawn Watling and his
brother, Blair (Helena) Watling. He leaves behind many nieces and nephews who
will never forget him. He will be forever missed by his dearest friend of more
than thirty years, Art (Kathy) Ward. He touched so many people over the
course of his life. He was the best of us, the one we all strove to be like.
Bruce served as a young man in the Canadian Armed Forces as an Air
Force Comm Tech, a career that stationed him in Summerside PEI,
Greenwood NS and Oakville ON and allowed him to travel the world and
work on the iconic Canadian aircraft the Argus, the Aurora and the
CF-18 respectively, before settling in Nova Scotia where he would
serve as Program Director, CP140 by the end of his professional
career.
His numerous interests and hobbies ranged from art and politics to
watching MotoGP racing and watching his sons play football to 1950’s B -
science fiction and zombie movies, all the while drinking copious
amounts of coffee. His love of photography and motorcycles took him
along the back roads of rural Nova Scotia to the streets of Havana; he
had an insatiable curiosity about people and places and his generous
spirit allowed him to find the beautiful story in all of it. A
tireless artist, it was not just enough to build something oneself –
every project he undertook was an opportunity to create something
unique and beautiful. He noticed everything, he was a constant
teacher, and had a way of making everyone who spent time with him feel
important.
He was genuinely funny. He was a fierce debater. He valued family and
tradition above all things and around his table during the holidays
was a place anyone would be welcome. He loved Christmas and took
painstaking care to instill a sense of magic and wonder in every
holiday element he touched.
A true animal lover, he had many pets over his lifetime, but being
able to sit in his gazebo, with his beloved dog Blue at his feet,
sipping his coffee in the morning - he was in his paradise. In the
end he had everything he ever dreamt: a haven on the coast where all
of his family could gather and be loved, a place he built, bit by bit
over many years with the love of his life. He was proudest of his
children and called each of them darlin’. He loved fiercely and was
loved fiercely in return.
We love and miss you so much.