This memorial website was created to remember our beloved Bruce Anthony Bourgault who was born in Winchendon, Massachusetts on August 30, 1941 and passed away on October 25, 2007 in Honolulu, Hawaii. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.
Jack Shull, Bruce's friend and business partner, delivered Bruce's eulogy at his funeral mass on November 16, 2007 at the Immaculate Conception Church in Ewa Beach, Hawaii.
Below is the first paragraph of his eulogy. To read the rest of his eulogy click on the "Life Story" button on the left of this page.
"Bruce Anthony Bourgault's will forever have the dates of August 30, 1941 - October 25, 2007 beside his name. The story, the incredible story is the dash in the middle of the two dates. And, what a dash it was. What a life he led! A loving son, a loving husband, a loving father who was so proud of his daughters and his son, his children's spouses, his grandchildren and he was my friend."
| Belle |
for his family, friends and mankind...
and what an infinite wealth
he has and shares with us all!
| Belle |
Memories... loving & missing you
I know that my husband has passed away
But I will love him until my dying day.
So please listen to my memories every now and then
Family and friends, please allow me to talk about Bruce when....
His hair was silver, his eyes were brown.
His favorite color was red, his love for all was true.
He never left without saying I love you or a hug to hold.
He never caused others pain, and
In his life he had everything to gain.
We, family and friends, and strangers alike, gained from him in death
He brought us to God and there is no greater wealth.
Yes, for my husband there could be no other
I thank God for choosing me to be his wife.
I miss you every minute of every day
Someday I will be able to give you that last and first hug.
03.24.2010
| Belle |
A new beach for you... at Ko'Olina
27 December 2009
| Belle |
Bruce's Celebration of Life—Second Anniversary
Sunday, October 25th, was Bruce Anthony Bourgault's second anniversary to celebrate his life which has become a deeply moving tradition. Those of you who knew him are aware of two of his favorite things—Shiner Bock beer and hot dogs! Many of you have joined in the celebration... words alone cannot express my continued gratitude for remembering him and your support after his death.It is because of Bruce I am where I am today. It has been a fascinating, arduous journey—sometimes too painful to mention, yet always enough joy to carry me through.
In June I returned to our heart's home on Oahu and met with a few of our friends. It was wonderful reuniting with friends and remembering Bruce. I've landed on my feet, yet there remains more work to do. However, my path is clear, the pace is steady and I'm grateful to receive whatever is placed before me. Learning to live again is worthwhile... the lesson of living in the moment... now... being most important.
It's because of Bruce's life and our life together which has brought me to a very positive place... it's a calming, reassuring, loving place. Celebrating his life reminds me again of all whom and what is precious to me. He remains a very special man, husband, father, grandfather and friend, who shared his life not only with me, but so many others.
We meet by the water at sundown. We share a toast, drink a Shiner Bock beer and eat a hot dog with the works. We talk. I take photographs. We talk some more. I read one of your favorite passages...
To everything there is a season
And a time to every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
A time to build up, a time to breakdown
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
A time to gain, a time to loseA time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
To everything there is a season
And a time to every purpose under Heaven
I scatter flower petals over the water. This year the flowers were from a Rain Tree in a friends yard. I give thanks. I feel his spirit. Two brown pelicans fly overhead. One of them lands on a piling at the boat launch. He was quiet and didn't move as I walked closer to him. He remained the longest time with us looking directly at one another and with an eerie look of knowing flew away alone over the bay.
I love you,
Belle
| Belle |
Wishing You A Very Happy Easter!
I remember our first Easter together in San Antonio. We had such fun behaving like little kids. It was such a simple thing and I'll never forget the delight in your eyes. How I miss sharing these special moments
with you.
It remains difficult being without you, but I am much better. Thank you for helping me. I misunderstood your message, but I finally figured it out. I'm such a silly goose sometimes, but I learned a valuable lesson.
I know you are surrounded by beauty, our family and friends who have passed and God's love. I hope you enjoy the flowers and the light shining from my heart within them. I love and miss you so much... always, Belle
April 10, 2009
| Mom to angel Chance | MEMORIES | April 15, 2011 |
*.....*....*.мємσяιєѕ.*....*..I hope you don't forget me
Now you are so far away
For i know that i wont
I think about you every day
*.....*.....*.....*.....*.....
I have the sweetest memories
Each one now like a dream
Those times when i was happy
Now all i want to do is scream
*.....*.....*.....*.....*.....
Plans we made together
I cant do them without you
You played a big part in my life
Now lost and lonely without you
*.....*.....*.....*.....*.....
I leave messages and poems
Its the only thing that i can do
Until we join at Heavens Gates
I have sweet memories of you♥
MAY HE LIVE IN ALL OUR HEARTS , HERE IN SPIRIT AND NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN.
| Belle | I honor the way you wanted to be remembered... | March 25, 2011 |
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
Mary Frye (1932)
| Mom to angel Chance | Forever in or hearts | October 12, 2010 |
know that I'm with you and will always be.
Hold a hand, say a prayer, close your eyes and see me there.
Although you may feel a bit torn apart,
please know that I'll be forever in your heart.
Now fly away butterfly as high as you can go,
I'm right there with you more than you know.
| Mom to angel Chance Wilcox | Happy 4th of July - HUGS | July 2, 2010 |
| Mom to Angel Chance Wilcox | Happy Valentines Bruce | February 12, 2010 |
