September 26, 1931 – June 17, 2019
William Sprott, of Maple Ridge, age 87 Passed away peacefully at home, June 17 th 2019. Bill will be greatly missed by his loving wife of 65 years Elizabeth, daughter Audrey, grandson Russell (Jennifer), granddaughter Sandra, great grandson Malcolm, sister Annie, nieces and nephews in Canada and Scotland. Bill was born in Glasgow, Scotland on September 26 th 1931. He served for 2 years with the R.A.F. in the Middle East and Africa. When Bill finished his service he began his long and successful career in shipyards, at Harland & Wolff in Glasgow as the Electrical Manager. He married the love of his life, Elizabeth in 1954. In 1963, Bill moved his little family to Canada to become the Chief Electrical Draftsman at Yarrows Shipyard in Victoria. He was transferred to Burrard Dry Dock, Vancouver in 1974and later went on to be the Chief Electrical Engineer at Vancouver Shipyards. Bill and Elizabeth moved to Maple Ridge in 1989 to spend his retirement years. Bill loved to travel and with Elizabeth by his side, he traveled the world. In his later years, Bill, Elizabeth and their beloved Golden Retriever, Bob, became involved with the St. Johns Ambulance Therapy Dog program. For 8 years the trio could be seen all over Maple Ridge visiting seniors at Willow Manor and Royal Crescent Gardens. They also visited St Patrick’s School weekly, where the children would read to Bob.
The family would like to thank the Maple Ridge Fire Department, BC Ambulance Service, the staff at St Paul’s ICU, Fraser Health Palliative Nursing Team and Care Workers, Dr. Theresa Perry and Dr. T. Ivanov. Also a very special thanks you to Wendy, Bill and Flash for all their kindness, love and friendship through this difficult time.No service by request. Donations in Bill’s name can be made to St. Paul’s Foundation (ICU)
Lonely is the home without you, Life to us is not the same,
All the world would be like Heaven, if we could have you back again.
A light from our household gone, a voice we loved is still,
A place is vacant in our home, that can never be filled.