HALLIDAY, ALAN R.
January 31, 1927 – 2 October 2006
With great sadness we announce that on October 2, 2006, Alan R. Halliday passed away peacefully in his sleep, at home.
Predecreased by his parents Reg and Lily, sisters Bea and Elizabeth, brother Jim and daughter Ann Louise.
Alan is survived by his wife of 57 years, Mary Caroline (McLeod), his children Randy (Julia), Judy, Frances, Gorsline (Barry), Michael (Wendi), Mary Young (Paul), Jennifer (Wayne) and Lisa (Richard) also grandchildren Lucia, Adrian, Amberli, Yaro, Shane, Angus, Richard, Julian & Arlene, also his brother Gordon and sister Mary (Ken) as well as many nieces, nephews and cousins too numerous to mention.
Alan was born January 31, 1927 in Alert Bay, BC, one of the 3rd generation of Hallidays to be raised in Kingcome Inlet. A resourceful and skilled man, he turned his hand to many successful endeavors including beef cattle farming, hand logging, raising 8 children, contracting gravel trucks to the local logging camp, transporting freight by boat as well as being the local postmaster and fire warden. Creating perfect pastry and prized pea soup were a couple of his lesser known talents.
Alan reluctantly left the Kingcome Valley he loved so much and retired to Storries Beach, Campbell River, BC in 1986. Always with a sparkle in his eye, a story to tell, a keen sense of humour and a loyal optimistic fan of the Canucks, he left a lasting impression on all who knew him.
Cremation has taken place, at his request. A Memorial Celebration of Alan’s life will be held October 21, 2006 at 2:00pm at the Mervill Hall, 1/2 kilometer north of Merville Store, on Old Island Highway (19A). Please bring any remembrances and favorite stories to share. Refreshments will be available. Arrangements entrusted to Island Funeral Services, Campbell River, BC. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to a charity of your choice.
God saw you getting tired
when your canes could no longer help thee
So he put his arms around you
and whispered, “Come to me.”
You didn’t deserve what you went through,
so he took you home to rest
Oh, God’s garden must be beautiful,
for he takes only the best