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JEAN HENRI DEMARE
Born: Oct 14, 1939
Date of Passing: Jul 04, 2017
Send Flowers to the Family Offer Condolences or MemoryJEAN HENRI (HENRY) DEMARE It is with heavy hearts and utmost sadness that we announce the sudden passing of our dad, Henri, who was taken into the arms of our Lord on Tuesday, July 4, 2017, at the age of 77 years. Remaining to forever cherish his memory are his two children, Robert (Jocelyne) and Chantal (Larry); his two sisters Cécile Roberts, Thérèse DeMaré; the mother of his children Gisèle Nolette; as well as many nieces and nephews. Henri was predeceased by his parents Emile and Louise DeMaré (nee Crespeigne), his brothers André, Richard, Lucien, Fred, Camille and Dennis, and by his two sisters Alice Coppens and Laurette Beaulac. Henri was born on October 14, 1939 and raised on a small farm in Somerset, Manitoba. He left the farm at the age of 17 to pursue a career in the financial field. His first job was with the Royal Bank accepting many transfers to Geraldton, Nipigon, Pearson, and Portage la Prairie. Tired of transfers, Henri ventured to Dominion Motors, then onto Keystone Ford Sales as a credit manager, a position he held for 19 years. He retired on December 31, 1999. He enjoyed retirement very much, it gave him time to spend countless hours playing his guitar, doing Sudoku, and meeting with close friends at Robin's Donuts or Tim Hortons, especially with his best friend Nick Tan. Henri was a 25-year member of the Dubuc Social Club. He forged many friendships at the Club while volunteering his time for a noteworthy cause. Dad was a man of integrity, charity, true to his words and honest as the day is long. Funeral Mass will be celebrated on Monday, July 10, 2017 at Holy Cross Parish, 252 Dubuc Street, Winnipeg, at 10:00 a.m. with Father Chris Nwosu presiding. Interment will follow at Glen Lawn Memorial Gardens, 455 Lagimodière Blvd, Winnipeg. Desjardins 204-233-4949 1-888-233-4949 www.desjardinsfuneralchapel.ca
As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Jul 08, 2017
Condolences & Memories (3 entries)
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Rest in peace, dad. Not a day that goes by that I don't think of you, and the fun times that we used to have! I will never forget the great impression that you left on me. - Posted by: Rob Demare (Son) on: Nov 20, 2021
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Our sincere sympathies to the family. - Posted by: Jerry & Evelyn Van Deynze (Friends) on: Jul 10, 2017
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Uncle Henri was the kind of person who I was honored to know and I feel fortunate that my boys got to meet. When I was young, he helped me know my city cousins, which is a gift I treasure today. I now know it is a difficult quest to accomplish in a large family. He and Robert and Chantal would visit us at the farm with two crates of pic-a-pop, specifying that the empties needed to get back to Winnipeg by the end of their visit. Many memories with Robert & Chantal jumping on bales, chasing each other until we needed more of my mom's cinnamon buns, with adventures only limited by our lack of night vision, were facilitated by his priority for family, both his own and ours. I never told him he reminded me of the Friendly Giant back then. You always got a sense that what he would say would be grand or noble or insightful and you were always right. Fast forwarding many years, Henri was a welcome visitor to my dad at Tache Centre where he would intimate details of their adventures as young men that my dad had failed to EVER mention! These stories of his "adventurous" days mostly involved guitar, and with considerable convincing, one of my fondest memories was that of his guitar playing at one of the Christmas celebrations at Tache Centre. He played by ear and I was bragging of this to my boys, who at the time appreciated their daily dose of piano theory/practice as much as a mosquito in a cabin. My oldest son, Luc, hearing that Uncle Henry played so eloquently by ear, felt duly justified in shunning any further practice. Uncle Henry gently and quietly set him straight with a "...but you know what? I can never make music, I can only repeat others music". While I know that was a lie, (I had heard Henry's infamous song "Apple of My Eye"), it did the trick. Soon enough, my Luc was able to hear Henry's invented song, though it required some cajoling of this private uncle who had many hidden gems that only a conversation would reveal. Always remembered with fondness, Uncle Henri's passing will leave a dent in many hearts and I hope that stories can comfort and incite more conversation; it is (often) the window to the heart. - Posted by: Mona Beaulac Maxwell (niece) on: Jul 09, 2017
