Paul Emil Girard
GIRARD, Paul Emil
August 29th, 1947 - March 14th, 2026
It is with deep sadness that we announce the passing of our beloved Paul.
Paul is survived and deeply loved by Kay Hambling, Brother Lionel (Steve), Sister Lorraine (Jules) Tailleur, Niece Jennifer (Evan) Bly, Nephew Matthew Tailleur & Great Nieces Grace & Hope Bly. Paul was predeceased by Parents Joffre & Marie-Anne Girard. He leaves his Uncle Bill Pucylo and numerous cousins.
In keeping with Paul's wishes he had requested no Funeral and had chosen Cremation.
The Family extends their Heartfelt Thanks to Donna Hildebrandt (Care Manager - Palliative Unit at St. Joseph's Auxilliary Hospital) and all the wonderful Staff for their exceptional compassion and loving care of Paul. Your kindness is forever etched in our hearts.
So very sorry to hear about Paul.
Our deepest sympathy.
Sincerely,
Bob, Paulette Wasney and Family
Paul was my Uncle and loved Golden Retrievers! In fact, I lost count of how many he has had over the years. Besides loving dogs, he was always a very caring and compassionate individual to those around him. I’ll always have fond memories of the time he visited our family at Pigeon Lake…whenever we forgot/needed an item he would say “I have that in my truck!”
He will be greatly missed by friends and family.
My brother, may he rest in piece. Came to our Turtle Lake in Saskatchewan quite often and memories are forever. We sat outside watching the sun rise, fishing tinkering with lake projects and many Paul made breakfasts. Always said to him that’s why we have bellies.
My brother was always supportive in his realistic views which I was very appreciated of. Some time, somewhere, things will be better for all and Paul chose the path. Love you Paul and see you in the future.
Uncle Paul was always a good-natured man, and I have some special memories of him from when I was younger.
On days off school, Grandma would take me to Precision Grinding and Paul would give me little jobs to do—filing or helping with numbers on the big calculator in his office. He didn’t treat me like a little kid but as a respected person. Those simple moments have stayed with me.
He loved his golden retrievers and the love of that breed still remains with me. Whenever I see a Golden, I’ll think of him. He loved being outdoors… camping, the mountains, and golfing were a few of his loves.
One of my fondest memories of him is the time he showed up at Mom and Dad’s lake lot. We needed rope and he said “I have that in my truck!” And then we wanted an onion for dinner. He had that in his truck, too. Coffee cream? He had that in the cooler at the back of his truck as well. I remember laughing so much. He literally had anything you needed in the back of his truck.
Paul was a kind man and on my last visit with him I was touched by how he asked me to tell him all about my husband and girls. I’m so grateful for the memories I have with him.
I’m thinking of my mom and holding our family in prayer that God brings comfort and peace to everyone in the midst of loss and grief.
He will be remembered with much love.
When I met Paul’s brother Lionel in 1991 and subsequently became his lifelong partner, Paul and his wife Wanda immediately accepted me as a part of their family and showed me a warmth and love that I will never forget. That combined with the truly beautiful heart of their mother MarieAnne, who became my second Mom, I knew I was accepted, cherished and that I would never be judged by any of them. 35 years later, and in my last conversation with Paul 2 days before he passed away, we shared laughs, reminisced about all the journeys and adventures we shared together and we said I love you for one last time. Paul was a genuine mans man and we shared a love of the outdoors, camping, fishing, shooting guns, sitting by a campfire and sharing memories under the stars. He was raised by two great parents. And he was a wonderful brother in law to me. I will always cherish our times together Paul. Say hi to Wanda and MarieAnne and give them a big kiss from Lionel and I. Love you Paul, xoxo