MAURICE POCKETT

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MAURICE POCKETT The Measure of a Man Not how did he die? But How did he live? Not What did he gain? But What did he give? Not What was his station? But Had he a heart? And How did he play his God-given part? Not What was his shrine? Nor What was his creed? But Had he befriended those really in need? Not What did the piece in the newspaper say? But How many were sorry when he passed away? Was he ever ready with a word or good cheer, To bring back a smile, to banish a tear? These are the units to measure the worth Of a man as a man, regardless of birth. Author Unknown On March 28, 2008, Maurice Pockett passed away at 92, leaving behind the love of his life and best friend of 61 years, wife Norma (nee Cooperband), his daughters Barbara Druxerman and Rena Niznick, his source of pride and joy - grandchildren Ellie and Derek Shelton, Ronit and Martin Little, Jordan Druxerman, Erin and Abbi Niznick, and his great-grandchildren, William, Shayna and Emily. Maurice was predeceased by his parents Avrum and Eda, and sisters Sarah Steinberger and Claire Wohlman. He also leaves to mourn his passing nieces, nephews, and many dear friends. Maurice's life took him down many paths, where he left indelible footprints. He was born in Canora, Saskatchewan in 1916. His family moved to Belgium when he was very young, where they lived until the Holocaust forced them to return to Canada, and Maurice joined the army, reaching the rank of Sergeant. Eventually, after perfecting his English, he co-owned and managed the ever-popular Pierre's Restaurant. His love of antiques, watches and jewellery prompted him to become an expert in this field, where his circle of friends grew even larger. For many years Maurice collected food and goodies from baking establishments to distribute to hungry and needy children. They knew his name only as Mr. Muffin Man , as Maurice gave selflessly and anonymously from the goodness of his heart. Knowing hunger as a child, he did his utmost to ensure that no child ever went hungry, if he could prevent it. He was a founder of the Reh-fit Centre, and remained a supporting member. He was also a volunteer for CESO, flying up North to teach food hygiene to those in need. Zaidee Mo loved music passionately, and his beautiful voice could be heard chanting the Sabbath blessings or harmonizing with cantorials, and his French chansons will be ever fondly remembered. Maurice was an extremely kind, gentle, humble, and modest man. He would never allow anyone to make a fuss over him, as he preferred a simple, loving life. He never complained, even when we knew that he was experiencing tremendous pain. Above all else, Maurice was never critical of anyone, as long as they tried their best. He had an extraordinarily sharp wit, a very bright mind, and we are so thankful that we were able to have wonderful conversations with him, right up until the day of his passing. His humour and positive spirit enriched the lives of everyone who knew him, for a moment, or a lifetime. He will forever live on in our hearts.

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Apr 22, 2008