Read a tribute from Larry Morris, President Emeritus, and watch a visual representation of Bob’s life in the slideshow below:
This Ipswich Chronicle article, “Rev. Bob Bryan leaves a living legacy,” offers an illuminating look into why Bob founded the Quebec-Labrador Foundation, and how he first discovered community-based conservation.
“He loved people and their stories. People keep telling me he made such difference in their lives, but they also made a difference in his.” – Sandy Bryan Weatherall
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After sharing the news with a heavy heart that Bob Bryan had passed away, tributes began pouring in on social media, email and phone calls. Below are just a few of the many stories:
In an email from Norman Pinder,
I’m sure you must feel, as I do, somewhat blessed to have been drawn, by accident or fate, to such beacons of humankind as Bob Bryan and Wilfred Grenfell. Our lives and careers have been shaped by them. They have been our reference point. They have set us a challenge to adapt their message for the twenty-first century. I’m sure Bob will have left this world happy in the knowledge that QLF is in such fine hands and doing just that.
Shared by Jock Conyngham:
As I told his granddaughter Grace, my favorite memory is being seated next to him at some kind of large anniversary celebration at Hotchkiss. Alumni from various disciplines were grouped into panels, and he and I were on the environment panel. If I recall correctly, we each had to speak for a half hour and then be prepared for fifteen minutes of discussion. I had been back in the country from work in Tanzania for less than 24 hours, and, somewhat uncharacteristically, I actually prepared notes for a written talk. As Bob and I visited, I lay out my notes.
He said, “Are we supposed to give a presentation?”
I replied, “Mr. Bryan, I believe so. For thirty minutes.”
Flustered, he asked if he could borrow a pen and some paper. I had none of the latter. He grabbed some napkins and scribbled madly on them. And then proceeded to give one of the best talks.
And so, as Hamlet said in his speech about his dead father in Act 1, Scene 2, “I shall not look upon his like again.”