746 THE ADVOCATE
VOL. 76 PART 5 SEPTEMBER 2018
before timesheets were introduced and maintained the tradition of not
keeping track of billable hours long after managing partners thought that
universal time recording had arrived—Bert apparently disagreed.
Outside the courtroom he was a staunch supporter of the Law Courts Inn
and promoted the traditions of a collegial bar. Bert loved to laugh and was a
great raconteur. He had a fine sense of humour and a seemingly endless
fund of jokes and shaggy dog stories. When he was no longer coming into
the office after he retired, he forwarded to the staff for their entertainment
the jokes and cartoons he particularly liked.
Most importantly, however, Bert was a family man. Bert met his wife,
Cecilia, after starting at Bull, Housser & Tupper. He would often cut through
the cosmetics section at Eaton’s on the way to and from lunch and would
catch the eye of this beautiful woman. After many solo lunches and many
nervous attempts to approach her, Bert finally dug up the courage to leave
her a handwritten card asking her to dinner. The next day, Cecilia proudly
accepted the invitation when Bert sheepishly approached her as he cut
through the Eaton’s cosmetic section on the way back from his lunch.
Bert and Cecilia raised two children of which he was very proud, both for
their personal and professional achievements. His daughter, Christina,
completed a master’s degree in science and followed that up with a nursing
degree from UBC. Christina is married with two children and now works in
health care in Seattle. Bert and Cecilia’s son, Don, became a lawyer. Don is
married with one child and practises law in Vancouver.
Outside of the office, Bert enjoyed nothing more than heading down to
the family cottage on Lummi Island, in Washington State. Lummi was a
place for Bert to unwind and relax with family. He would wake early, coffee
in hand, and head out for a long walk on the beach, with one of his favourite
companions, the family dog, at his side. In the early days this was Trixie and
after retirement this was Amber, his golden retriever. The family would
always wake to the smell of a big breakfast cooking on the stove. Bert’s notso
secret joy was cooking—he always joked that one day he would leave the
practice of law and start up a B&B.
Lummi was a place for Bert to get outdoors and go crabbing or fishing.
He would often be found pottering around the yard, working with his son
and daughter on small projects or gardening. He was quite adept at various
carpentry and related manual skills, but he loved nothing more than to cook
elaborate meals for all to share. Without fail, almost every night on the
weekend, at about 4:30 or 5:00, Bert would hunker down and start preparing
dinner. It was an unspoken rule of the house that if Bert was in the kitchen
no one else should enter. He would commandeer the kitchen and proceed