Marc Marcel Beaudet

I had the pleasure of working at Laity View elementary for four years during which time I got to know the character of the man who Marc was and still is in so many people's hearts. He was smart, sensitive, and fun. Monsieur Marc always had a ready smile every time we crossed paths up and down the corridors of the school. Reading through the tributes is reminder of what a powerful force of nature and awesome human being he was. Condolences to the family, Dominique, and Nicole.

I had the pleasure of working with Marc while teaching at Fairview. Marc was easily one of the most likeable colleagues I have had the pleasure to work with. He was such a vibrant and spirited educator who made a huge impact on the lives of all who had the privilege of knowing him. My deepest condolences to his family both near and far.

Nicole, my deepest condolences to you and Dominique. I loved hearing about your family adventures and sharing future plans. I got to know Marc taking courses and he always had great stories and definitely thought outside of the box. He was bigger than life and encouraged me and others to think differently and take different perspectives. Remember the memories you created with all your adventures and love for each other.

Bonne Fête Marc ! On t'aime !! xox

Bonne Fête Marc ! On t'aime! xox

Marc and Nicole became our next door neighbours about 23 years ago. We got to be good friends mostly by me asking Marc for help with a project or to borrow a tool which came with him attached to it. Over the years we did many projects together from building fences to tiling our bathroom to working on my Beaumont, cutting and splitting firewood. Marc was a Jack of all trades and also a perfectionist so we got along really well, aside from our shared love of good single malt scotch! I will never have another neighbour or friend like him again and think of him everyday. I miss seeing him outside and saying “hello neighbour”! Joy and I loved having Marc and Nicole up at the lake and all our friends up there were charmed by him and send their condolences. The last six months we carpooled to chemo together and he always had the nurses laughing. I loved you like a brother and miss you terribly. Condolences to Nicole and Dominique and you know that Joy and I will always be there for you both.

Marc and Nicole became our next door neighbours about 23 years ago. We got to be good friends mostly by me asking Marc for help with a project or to borrow a tool which came with him attached to it. Over the years we did many projects together from building fences to tiling our bathroom to working on my Beaumont, cutting and splitting firewood. Marc was a Jack of all trades and also a perfectionist so we got along really well, aside from our shared love of good single malt scotch! I will never have another neighbour or friend like him again and think of him everyday. I miss seeing him outside and saying “hello neighbour”! Joy and I loved having Marc and Nicole up at the lake and all our friends up there were charmed by him and send their condolences. The last six months we carpooled to chemo together and he always had the nurses laughing. I loved you like a brother and miss you terribly. Condolences to Nicole and Dominique and you know that Joy and I will always be there for you both.

Nicole and Dominique, my heart hurts for your loss. Hugs to you both. Marc’s amazing spirit will forever be with all those he touched, including me.

I was lucky enough to know Marc from being Dominque's soccer coach for a few years. While I only had somewhat limited contact with the parents as my focus was on the kids, it was pretty clear how tight a family this was, and how well Dominique was raised. She was an exceptional person to be around - honest, friendly, caring and hard working. These were obvious traits passed down from good parenting. The times that I did get to speak with Marc and Nicole, I found them both to be funny, happy and very busy people. I could not believe the amount of things this family did that I could only dream of.

I was stunned to learn of Marc's passing. Stunned that anything was strong enough to knock him off his feet. My heart goes out to Nicole and to Dominique, who I know will get through this stronger than ever.

"Hark now, hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic"

Van Morrison

Marc always valued fitness and health and no matter how hard, he pushed through and continued his workouts throughout his chemo treatments. He was determined and believed that exercise and proper eating were the key to longevity.
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We first met Marc, Nicole and Dominique in 2014, when they joined us on our sailing trip around Vancouver Island. Marc's sense of adventure and love of life and his family soon became very apparent. We spent many enjoyable evenings in the cockpit, talking about family, life, and the future. His deep love and caring for Nicole and Dominique always shone through. It was during those conversations that we learned just how passionate Marc was about life, friends and family.
One future plan was to sail together to Haida Gwaii. So, in 2016, we ventured to Haida Gwaii, again buddy-boating with Marc, Nicole and Dominique on Crossroads. Exploring nature, following history, and discovering new places; all were part of a shared experience that was made better by travelling with Marc. Marc could solve any boat problem enthusiastically, and he enjoyed leading us on unexplored pathways and fishing expeditions. Celebrating our night crossing together with a glass of scotch at 6am was a particularly memorable moment.
After Crossroads was sold, our joint sailing adventures ended but our friendship continued, still getting together to discuss life; past, present and future. We loved swapping stories about holidays, although Marc and Nicole's were always more expeditions than mere holidays.
We will miss Marc's passion for all his endeavours, but will keep the memories of wonderful times spent together.
Our sincere condolences to Nicole and Dominique,
Pete and Janet

I never met Marc face to face but I heard his voice . Over the Labour Day weekend I was in RMH and on the morning I was being released , Marc was brought in. I sat right beside him and his wife with the curtain pulled for hours … listening to him laugh , talk , tell stories to the nurses . It was immediately obvious to me that he lived life to the fullest and had a charismatic nature about him .
I figured out he was a local teacher and he sounded so funny and kind. I remember thinking his wife had the kindest voice . My kids grew up in maple ridge and went to MRSS and SRT and we have family members that are teachers and principles in the district . I did a little digging to find out Marc was my roommate for a few hours . I was tempted to pull the curtain back to say hello but I didn’t . I wish I did , him and his wife sound like amazing people , RIP

Nicole (Mme Beaudet),
I’m so sorry to hear about Mr Marc. I never had him as a teacher be I still talked to him. He was a great man. I hope you and Dominique are doing well. Much Love,
Monroe Bargen
(Your grade 8 French immersion student 2022/23)

Marc taught both my daughters. He challenged them and inspired them daily to be critical thinkers, develop self-confidence, and to keep trying. Marc's legacy lives on in the impact he had on so many lives.
Nicole, my heart goes out to you and Dominique.
Much love,
Laura Graham

Do not go where the path may lead.
Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail ...

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Mr. Beaudet was a substitute of mine in Grade 6 (1996) at Eric Langton and then my Grade 7 teacher the following year. As our sub, within three seconds he had the class howling by pretending not to speak French well, then firing off. I remember him always full of laughter and passion, and was so sad to hear of his passing. Remembering a wonderful man, and one of my favourite teachers. My condolences Mme. Beaudet and Dominique.

I’m pretty sure the first time I met Marc was over a side bar inappropriate joke at Laityview. The first time I stepped into his classroom, he introduced me to his grade 3 kids and I was immediately met with a Soul Train type of welcome. I knew right then and there that he was a very special person and an extraordinary teacher. I was continually in awe of the ways he unconventionally taught students, showing each and every one of them their belongingness, and their potential to create and grow.

Our bond grew when he started accompanying me on my runs after school. I was a novice runner, and when I apologized for being so slow, he kindly and graciously said to me, “this is great, at this pace, I can run forever.” During those times, I learned a great deal from him about life. I learned the true meaning of love and acceptance in the way he described his love for Nicole. I learned from him what it means to show up for your family through his accounts of his daily adventures with Dominique. I admired so much his deep dedication to them. To this day, his principles and views on life have helped shape the kind of wife and parent I want to be.

While our visits became scarcer after I left Maple Ridge, the ones we did have were always profoundly meaningful, thought-provoking, inspiring, and gut-busting-ly funny. Oh and delicious – he had a great scotch collection and he was such a good cook. Every time I spent time with Marc, he left my universe bigger than it was before. I will forever honour his life and live by his motto, “couples and families who play together, stay together”.

I will miss him so much and wish I had a lifetime more of going to him for his nuggets of wisdom. Instead, I will channel my best ‘what would Marc do?’. Nicole and Dominique, I send you my deepest condolences.

(This is a painting Marc painted for me: four trees to represent each member of my family, interconnected yet growing independently. It hangs proudly in my living room, where life is equal parts messy and joyful. I will treasure it forever.)

Madame Beaudet et Dominique,

J'ai rencontré Marc quand il est arrivé comme suppléant à Eric Langton. Son sourire radieux et son regard chaleureux sont restés avec moi toutes ces années. Il a eu un poste à EL et sa bonne humeur était contagieuse. J'en garde un très bon souvenir.

Je vous présente toutes mes sympathies.

Nicole,

I was heartbroken to hear about Marc’s passing. Although it’s been so many years since we last saw each other, I’ve often thought of the times we shared, school trips, mountain biking, and rock climbing. Incredible times , an amazing man. I can only imagine how difficult this loss must be, and I want you to know that you and your daughter are in my thoughts.

D

R.I.P uncle Marc
U da man.
Till we meet again.
Nephew-Riley

Marc was my son’s Kindergarten Teacher at Laity View. He was one of the COOLEST people I had ever met! I believe he taught Intermediate classes prior to K and I believe he would have been better suited for those student because he had such an inquisitive and innovative style, however he was such a good K teacher nonetheless! . He had a huge influence on his students including my son! It is always so sad to hear such wonderful people leave our world. Great man! Will be greatly missed!

We’ve only known Marc and Nicole for 5 years since we became neighbours, however, Marc left his mark on me in more ways than I think he’ll ever know. I always enjoyed our chats, putting the world to rights as I’d pass his house returning from a run or just hanging out on the cul de sac. Even though we only knew him for 5 years, it was clear from day one that he was a big thinker, steadfast in his outlook on life, and committed to living a proud existence. He was an inspiration to me without even knowing it, and I’ll never forget some of the chats we had and how they left me thinking afterwards. The world needs more people like Marc and he’ll be sorely missed.

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived."

Henry David Thoreau

Marc was my teacher in kindergarten, those were the years that thing got messy at home and Marc is a man who saw me and made the biggest impact on my life, he is the man that taught me how to ride a bike, use a saw, and that my creativity was a power not a distraction, i have every letter and every thing he gave me with me every day, he is the reson I’m studying education, so i can be half the teacher he was to me. You will be so deeply missed and made an impact on so many kids, thank you Marc,

I was fortunate to meet Marc while working at Laityview, where I spent a couple of years in his classroom. Every day with him was a gift. I was always amazed at how he could have a class of five-year-olds sit in complete silence, patiently listening as he shared morning conversations and life lessons about friendship, kindness, and curiosity. His students respected him and each other, quickly growing in independence under his guidance.

Marc and I also connected over our shared love of running and the outdoors. We once ran an ultra (53km) trail race together, this photo was taken midway through. Even though he was sick that day, he refused to let it hold him back, and we finished side by side. It remains the most memorable race I’ve ever done.

I will always treasure our late-night runs through Golden Ears with only our headlamps and our deep conversations about life and family while running downhill with our arms up because it made us faster.

Marc truly cared about people and was always there to support families who came to him for guidance. He helped me navigate a career change and pushed me to believe in myself and go for it.

He was full of stories and loved sharing the many adventures he had with his family and friends. Above all, he loved Nicole and Dominique deeply. He was so proud of Dominique, and I always enjoyed hearing him speak about her as she grew up.

I will forever treasure the moments I was lucky enough to share with Marc. I will remember his kindness, laughter, mischief, smile, and energy and I will carry those gifts forward by sharing them with others.

My deepest condolences to you Nicole and Dominique.

I feel so fortunate to have been taught by Marc. He was truly an influential teacher and was one of the mentors that inspired me to follow along the path of education. I have so many fond memories of my grade 7 year because of him. Marc demonstrated interest and care in all his students lives. I know he was an incredible mentor to my oldest brother as well when he was going through one of his most challenging times as a young student. I will never forget the support and encouragement he gave not only to me but every student that he taught. His memories will live on forever.

I was lucky to have spent many hours and days adventuring with Marc. You don't get to meet many people like him in this world. He had a big smile and a strong hand shake for everyone he met. He had a strong passion to get better at anything he liked to do whether that was biking climbing sailing and even painting. His love of life was addictive.

Once he talked us into going climbing in Smith Rocks in early spring little did we know it would be negative 10 at night. We were not quite prepared for that temperature! I have a memory of him rappelling in a snow shower. He and Nicole seemed right at home there! Who are these people I thought? We became fast friends and I have a few good stories that should be told in person!

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
The rain fall soft upon your fields.
Till we meet again enjoy your next adventure Marc!

My thoughts are with you Nicole and Dominique.
With love Alan

I was lucky enough to be taught by Marc when I moved schools in the 3rd grade and was placed into his class. I was an anxious and awkward kid, and I was nervous about being in a new school. I would realize soon, however, that I was incredibly lucky to be one of M. Beaudet’s students. Marc’s class was anything but predictable. And although this initially scared me, my classmates and I quickly learned to lean into his unfamiliar teaching style.

We learned in the coolest ways possible. He had us walking on stilts, unicycling, and slacklining. We had chess tournaments. We were the only class in the whole school that was allowed to play on both the intermediate and primary playgrounds, which gave all of us superiority complexes. I can remember him bringing owl pellets to school to show us the mouse bones he found within. He had the whole class singing “Allez allez allez Montréal!” on a regular basis just for the hell of it, even though I’m sure most of our parents were Canucks fans. He challenged us constantly, and he fostered the most creative and exciting learning environment I’ve ever been in. I’ll be grateful for that forever.

My favourite memory of him was when I was being picked on by a student from another class. I ended up telling M. Beaudet, who got me to point the boy out just before recess ended. He brought the boy into our class and sat him across from me. My classmates surrounded us both, and then M. Beaudet told us to arm wrestle. When I won, the entire class erupted into cheers. I felt like a hero, and I never got picked on by that boy again.

Mme. Beaudet and Dominique, my heart goes out to you both. I’ll do my best to live even half as awesome a life as M. Beaudet did.

Ma famille et moi avons connu Marc pour plusieurs années à Winnipeg. On l’a premièrement rencontré au Club D’Escalade à l’Ecole Précieux Sang. Marc était toujours souriant, super encourageant et plein d’énergie! Je me souviens une de nos premières fois au mur d’escalade- Marc grimpait sur les prises accrochées au plafond- il était agile comme un singe! Incroyable!
Je suis aussi restée chez vous à Maple Ridge quelques fois lors de mes voyages au BC il y a très longtemps- vous étiez toujours si chaleureux ❤️
J’étais tellement triste d’entendre les nouvelles l’autre jour… Nicole et Dominique, je vous envoie plein d’amour et de courage. Je pense fort à vous tous…
Amour, Michèle xox

(La photo est prise au mur d’escalade avec mon père Robert. Circa environ 1994:)

Marc was everything that has already been said: adventurous, innovative, intelligent and kind. I personally appreciated all of these characteristics but I also really enjoyed Marc’s mischievous side. I remember sitting across from Marc in staff meetings which could often be long and tedious. He would glance over with a cheeky little grin as if to say ‘watch this’. Marc would then proceed to raise a question or offer a suggestion that would provide a completely different perspective and challenge the decision that had just been made. Often it was a better solution but sometimes it was just for sport, keeping administrators on their toes and making staff meetings a lot more entertaining 😄. Marc was a thoughtful and supportive colleague. At one point, Sheralyn and I asked him if he had any suggestions on how we could challenge one of our kindergarten students who was exceptional in math. Not only did he help us with some suggestions, he arranged for one of his students to mentor ours and teach him how to play chess. He became quite adept at this despite the fact that he was only 5 years old. As an added bonus, he had a whole class of older students looking out for him on the playground. Our student blossomed under the special care Marc and his students provided. Most of my memories outside of the school with Marc involve the Friday adventures that a small group of us would embark on about once a month. Whether it was running up to the lodge in the research forest, breaking ice for a cold plunge in the lake, nighttime snowshoeing on Mt. Baker or singing karaoke at Paula’s; everything was more fun with Marc around. The outings usually ended with all of us sharing a meal and some drinks while chatting about life. Although Marc could speak intelligently on any topic, sharing stories about the outdoors, travel and his family were the topics that really lit him up. Nicole and Dominique, my heart goes out to you both over the loss of this incredible man who loved you both so deeply. Please know that team 100% is still in place to support you both ❤️

I will write my message in French:
J’ai connu Marc quand Dominique était encore au secondaire. Tout de suite, j’ai vu comment cet homme était dévoué au succès et au bonheur de sa fille (de sa famille); toujours prêt à aider, être présent pour elle. Je me souviens du jour où il est venu passer toute une journée pédagogique avec des élèves pour leur montrer (et me montrer par la même occasion) comment réparer des vélo de montagne! Ses connaissances dans plusieurs domaines, particulièrement dans le plein air, m’impressionnait. Ses talents incalculables (comme faire de l’unicycle) m’inspirait. En fait, inspirait toute ma famille qu’il a su toucher aussi par sa belle personnalité attachante. Marc restera à jamais gravé dans mes souvenirs.

Remembering the epic hike Marc took us on. He lead Nicole, Dominique, Dave and I to the top of Mount Cheam. Though clouds, past a bear to what felt like the top of the world. Merci Marc.

Reading all of these wonderful tributes to Marc brings tears to my eyes. He was a very special, influential man.
I was fortunate to have taught Kindergarten next door to Marc’s Kindergarten classroom at Laity View Elementary. His young students adored him and thrived on his teaching skills and creativity.
I also had the pleasure of teaching Dominique when she was in my Kindergarten class. As well, my daughter, Terra, was in Nicole’s French class at Maple Ridge Secondary.
I will cherish my fond memories of Marc, my colleague and friend.

My heartfelt condolences to Nicole and Dominique.

Merci, merci! Thank you to everyone who is sharing stories and photos here. It means everything to us.

Nicole and Dominique

It is with great sadness that I learnt of your passing Marc. It is obvious reading the other messages here that you have left an enduring impression on the many that were lucky to have known you or crossed your path.

I was fortunate to have known Marc for 15+ years and first met him in my early teaching career. His 'joie de vivre' was immediately contagious. He was always genuine and true to himself. He made me contemplate many things that made me a better person. I will admit, sometimes I thought Marc's ideas were crazy, but his rationale always seemed to make sense. He was a master at making connections with his students and feeding them knowledge in creative ways. He gave his absolute best in everything he did. There was no task or challenge that was too great for him. Because of Marc, I became less afraid to take risks, and challenge myself. He was such an inspiration to all of us. I admired his devotion and love to Nicole and Dominique.

I have so many fond memories of our rides, mountain biking together and how we would always encourage and push each other on to take risks and get out of our comfort zone. I regret that I hadn't made more effort to stay in contact the last few years.

Nicole and Dominique, I wish you both my heartfelt condolences, and I hope you find some comfort in knowing that Marc touched so many lives in profound ways during his time with us. He will be dearly missed and always in our hearts.

Marc Beaudet was a force, and no words can truly capture who he was. I was in his class in '09, and if you were part of his class, you were the luckiest kid on earth. Marc's outside of the box outlook on life was the ultimate teacher. He shaped how we experienced life and learning.

Marc respected the kids that he taught - he was the ultimate challenger, often encouraging us to question the status quo. His love of outdoors, art, math and literature were strong values in our classroom. Like my classmates before me have written, Marc threw out the rulebook on what it meant to be a teacher, and he wrote his own. He was a community builder and champion leader. The experience of being in his class in '09 was so profound that the friendships made within that time period feel rich and meaningful to this day; no doubt in part because of the extremely memorable year we were given.

It's hard to capture in words what kind of teacher he was. And I was sitting with my old friends, remembering Marc Beaudet and all the wonderful lessons he taught us that year of 09, we realized in some ways, it was indescribable. There simply isn't language to encompass the gifts Marc gave us - you simply had to be there. And how lucky are we that our paths crossed at Fairview Elementary, in little Maple Ridge. It will remain one of the greatest gifts of my life.

My deepest hope is that he knew how much he was respected and admired; that he knew what a lasting impression he made on so many. A true teacher, there was absolutely no one like Marc Beaudet.

“Of course they needed to care. It was the meaning of everything.”
― Lois Lowry, The Giver.

I feel so fortunate to have been taught by Marc. He was truly an influential teacher and was one of the mentors that inspired me to follow along the path of education. I have so many fond memories of my grade 7 year because of him. Marc demonstrated interest and care in all his students lives. I know he was an incredible mentor to my oldest brother as well when he was going through one of his most challenging times as a young student. I will never forget the support and encouragement he gave not only to me but every student that he taught. His memories will live on forever.

If your were a student of Marc's, you were one of the lucky ones. He was one of the most unorthodox I have ever worked with - but also one of the most brilliant. Long before it was common practice, Marc set aside textbooks and instead tapped into creativity, curiosity, and the real world. He ran what we would now call "genius hour," celebrating his students' passions and talents beyond the curriculum and the classroom, giving them an opportunity to shine.

Marc frequently challenged and questioned the status quo, especially school rules - and sometimes a little too literally. This could be frustrating at times, but always made me laugh. Such as the day he came flying around a corner on his skateboard nearly running me over. That was him in a nutshell: pushing limits, breaking molds, and keeping us all on our toes. He was interested in and very knowledgeable on a variety of topics, which sparked countless conversations between us. Together we fixed many of the worlds' problems, and certainly many of the problems with the education system.

Marc was intelligent, fearless, funny and an inspiration. The best tribute I can give him is this: He made me a better teacher, a better principal, and a better person. Thank you, Marc, for being you. It was an honour and a privilege sharing just a small part of your journey.

I feel so fortunate to have been taught by Marc. He was truly an influential teacher and was one of the mentors that inspired me to follow along the path of education. I have so many fond memories of my grade 7 year because of him. Marc demonstrated interest and care in all his students lives. I know he was an incredible mentor to my oldest brother as well when he was going through one of his most challenging times as a young student. I will never forget the support and encouragement he gave not only to me but every student that he taught. His memories will live on forever.

A few of us from his ‘09 Fairview class gathered last night to share our favorite memories of Mr Beaudet. We were there til closing and could’ve kept going! We will miss him and are eternally grateful for his guidance.

I had the truly remarkable fortune of being in Marc Beaudet’s 7th grade class of ‘09 at Fairview. Over the last decade and a half, I’ve reflected on no teacher or guiding figure as much as I have Mr. Beaudet. Having Marc as a teacher the year before high school was the ultimate blessing. He was the first and probably only teacher I had that spoke to his students with respect and treated us as his equals, which was a profoundly impactful experience as a 12 year old. He pushed us to get outside our comfort zones, ask big bold questions, get it wrong, try again, be inquisitive and curious and used his lessons as chances for us to discover something meaningful about ourselves or the world. His class was a safe and exciting place as a young person with unsteady footing. Reconnecting with all my classmates and friends from his class has just proven that my experience was not unique- we all feel changed for the better because of him. Mme Beaudet (I had the privilege of having you in 8th grade French!) and Dominique, words are insufficient. My heart is with you. I wish I had told your beloved Marc what he meant to us all, but I am glad to share some words and this picture of him and I at Grade 7 graduation. I’ll cherish it forever.

Thank you to everyone who has posted. It’s really helped me to process my feelings and remind me of the “power of Marc!”
Marc and I were partners in crime at Laity View! Together, we had many adventures with our 40 kindergarteners! There was baking, woodworking, water play, wheel days and countless outdoor adventures in all kinds of weather! I enjoyed reading tributes from his former grade 7 students who describe him the same way as I saw him as an educator of kindergarteners! He instilled the same sense of wonder and empowerment.
However, our lunch chats often revolved around family. His pride and joy was his family and the experiences and bond they built together. He said he was drawn to Nicole's willingness to dive into the unknown and they had many adventures as a couple before they became parents. He often said that Dominique made him a better person and was immensely amazed and proud of each and every milestone. My initial feeling of great loss prevented me from posting and now I see that the “power of Marc” is alive and well in all who had the privilege of being in his orbit. Merci Marc for the gift of your friendship.

I will forever be grateful for how Marc taught me to look at the world differently. The way in which he questioned things I never thought to question was a pivotal moment for me as a child. Mr. Beaudet was my Grade 7 teacher and taught me so many life lessons that always make me laugh when they come to mind. The first lesson being: he started off our first day of math by asking who wanted an A in the course. When the majority of the class raised their hand, he began writing their names on the chalk board. All of those written down for an A were then told that they could go outside to the playground as there was no need to take the course...we already had our A! He was a master of creating thought experiments like this that really made you think about what mattered and to be intentional with everything you did.

In high school, I would babysit Dominique and always looked forward to talking with Marc and Nicole when they got home. His genuine interest in my life and the time he took to challenge me during these conversations will never be forgotten.

Marc was a true force and I can honestly say I have never met anyone like him. What a privilege it was to know him. My sincere condolences to Nicole and Dominique; I am so sorry for your loss.

I met Marc when he and his beautiful daughter Dominique came to the studio to design her graduation ring. He was a very special man that left a long and lasting impression. My condolences to his family.

The tributes have said it all.....
I would just like to add a few more special truths about Marc.

No bad jokes about mothers in-law apply here....as Marc & I had a very special relationship! We both loved & respected one another.
Marc always made me feel most welcomed in his home and truly made me feel very special.

I absolutely loved spending Christmas with Marc, Nicole and Dominique as it was always celebrated in a grand fashion! Celebrating with Marc was truly experiencing, celebrating, and seeing this special holiday through a child's eyes and wonder! It was celebrated with great gusto, many gifts, many laughs, much joy, & much love were always abundantly shared.

Marc's culinary skills were very special as he truly loved to surprise us. No-one could bake pies and tourtiéres like Marc did. He also taught Dominique and she baked her very first pie from start to finish at the age of 8. Together, they would continue to spend special times together in the kitchen and the Christmas dinner was entirely prepared by the both of them, starting early in the morning, preparing all the favourite dishes following tradition & culture.

Marc taught Dominique great life skills to live by, and in my mind taught her the most important skill that can be taught....
"How to be Who" and "What He was as a Man". He leaves her a great gift!

I was very Blessed to have had Marc in my life. He has left my heart full of very precious memories that will live on forever.
A grateful mother in-law.

To Nic and Dominique,
I lost touch with Marc years ago, but I just wanted to reach out and say how deeply I respected him. I was gutted when I heard about his health challenges and eventual passing.
I used to bike with Marc on summer trips with a group called the Blazing Saddles. He left a lasting impression on me—so independent, so intelligent, so athletic, so demanding, so truthful. He wasn’t someone you wanted to be on the wrong side of—but damn, I’d pick him on my team any day of the week. He had a loving heart, and I saw that in the way he cared for both of you and for his close friends.
I still hold vivid memories: Marc hopping onto a log and riding it—no hands—tearing down cross-country trails with skill and abandon. Deep conversations around a campfire about everything and nothing. His piercing eyes, his good looks, his laughter—and the way he looked at you both: protective, challenging (ha!), and so clearly loving. His loyalty was fierce. His presence unforgettable.
This is such an unimaginable loss. I’m so sorry, Nicole and Dominique. He was one of a kind.
I loved you, Marc.
Donna 

I feel so fortunate to have been taught by Marc. He was truly an influential teacher and was one of the mentors that inspired me to follow along the path of education. I have so many fond memories of my grade 7 year because of him. Marc demonstrated interest and care in all his students lives. I know he was an incredible mentor to my oldest brother as well when he was going through one of his most challenging times as a young student. I will never forget the support and encouragement he gave not only to me but every student that he taught. His memories will live on forever.

M. Beaudet was my Grade 7 teacher at Fairview Elementary in 2008/09, and he remains the most impactful teacher I have ever had. Several years ago, when I decided to become a teacher myself, he was one of the major reasons why. One of my greatest aspirations is to be like him—to challenge others to become better versions of themselves and to embrace being “nonconformists.” I can’t begin to put into words the depth of his influence on my life, and I know with certainty that mine is just one of many lives he touched.

In recent conversations with friends, we’ve been sharing our favourite memories from his class, and I am struck by how many there are. Somehow, he transformed the routine of school into a profound series of adventures. I will always remember him teaching us how to hacky sack, unicycle, make fire from sticks—or even from ice—cross the monkey bars, and most importantly, think for ourselves.

One memory stands out in particular: in anticipation of us moving on to high school, M. Beaudet made a wager that every one of us would smoke before we graduated. Five years later, graduation came and went, and I was a proud winner of that years-long bet. I never did reach out to collect my winnings—but more importantly, I never had the chance to tell him just how profoundly he shaped my life.

I owe much to M. Beaudet, and I deeply regret that I never expressed my thanks to him for his patient and steadfast kindness. In place of being able to express that gratitude directly, I hope to honour his legacy by living a life worthy of the care he showed me—dedicating myself to serving those around me, thinking independently, and living life to the fullest.

Alors on vit chaque jour comme le dernier
Parce qu'on vient de loin

This is a a painting that Marc did a number of years ago that hangs in our home. Marc and I became friends 20+ years ago and I can honestly say he’s one of my best friends. We did a lot together over the years from hanging out and talking about life, solving problems, and fixing things, investing, cooking/smoking meat, and tasting great wine. Our last adventure together was when we quaded the west side of Harrison Lake in late July. I will miss those adventures greatly. Marc is the kind of guy that would hear about some kind of hike or something fun to do outside on a Tuesday. Research the crap out of it and be ready to leave at 6 AM Saturday morning to do it. To say he was adventurous is a true understatement.
Early in our friendship, I asked Marc if he wanted to split a batch of wine with me. If you could’ve seen the look on his face and the answer he gave me, it was hilarious. Honesty was one of his best qualities. I will miss my friend Marc immensely..

A man who stood by his principles. A teacher who encouraged you to explore and examine different perspectives. A whirlwind force of nature. He will be missed but not forgotten. My condolences to Nicole and Dominique.

This is a photo of our last adventure. We were quading the west side of Harrison together in July. That was my friend he never stopped seeking adventure. Marc grew into being one of my best friends over the last 20+ years. Marc was one of a kind, we shared so much over the years. He was a great family person and led his family on countless adventures from sailing to camping, hiking, climbing and motorbiking. We talked about life, family, solving problems, investing, cooking/smoking meats and tasting great wine. Early in our friendship I once asked Marc if he wanted to split a batch of wine with me. You should have seen his face and heard his response. Honesty was one of his greatest qualities, I will miss him greatly.

Being Marc's friend and neighbour has been a privilege and a joy! He has been a profound and important part of my life for 20 years sharing how to be curious, to think about challenges in a different way, to never compromise, and to change what is not acceptable.

I love how he said "absolutely"; how he showed up unannounced - with his family - to drop off a home-made smoked chicken meal when I was on the mend; how he shared what I refer to as "velvet in a glass" - his rare E&E Sparkling Shiraz; how he got more excited than I did when I reached a milestone in my art career; how he supported my fitness goals and lent me his gear to do the WCT; how he rode BMX bike with the kids on our street; how he listened and remembered; how he played chess with our 90 year old neighbour; how he kept our street safe.

Truly one-of-kind, Marc was like no other person in the way he lived, supported, challenged, adventured, cheered, coached, loved, told the truth, and spread magic. And so it begins, life with precious memories. Merci Marc!

The time I spent with Nicole and Marc on their adventures will always be a special part of my life. Their relationship was an example. This is a huge loss.

Very seldom in life do we have the opportunity to be touched by someone who so fiercely lives "outside the box". Through shared interests, friends and of course through the school system, we had many instances to witness Marc's vitality. Our youngest had the privilege of being in his kindergarten class and in addition to Wheelie Wednesdays, long environmental walks returning to the school covered in mud, and putting on their brain hats for writing sessions, I loved how he helped the kids think "outside the box", literally....by encouraging them to build massive structures out of building materials that would extend out the classroom doors into the hallway! He laid the groundwork for so many to push their boundaries and find themselves. Sending you heaps of love Nicole and Dominique. xo

M. Marc as famously known in our house was one of those once in a lifetime teachers who made everything better. He taught our girl to fly and even though she graduates this year, once a week we still hear "backpack, sac a dos" an homage to the daily smiles he brought to her and all of us every day. We're going to miss you.

Every time I walk the 70 stairs up to the family cabin on Keats Island, I think of Marc. He was the master carpenter in our group of 8 DIYers nearly 20 years ago. He was responsible for the calculating, the cutting, the cursing and the teaching. Those stairs are still strong and solid and that’s no surprise to anyone who knew Marc. He was a master of so many things. I feel lucky to have known him and that both my daughters had the opportunity to learn from him. He taught us all to embrace opportunities and to challenge ourselves. His sailing summers with Nicole and Dominique were legendary and I am confident that he created more epic memories with his family than most men would in three lifetimes. Ride on Marc!!!

Some of my fondest memories of Marc are rooted in the way he always encouraged others to think differently, the way he loved his family and how he carried himself with unwavering confidence.

I used to babysit Dominique, and two moments with Marc really stick with me. One was when I reacted to a spider with an “Ew, gross!” and Marc gently reminded me that they were teaching Dominique not to be afraid of any living thing. It was such a subtle but powerful reminder of how intentional he was on how he was raising Dominque.

The second was when I nervously asked him for a raise. My voice was shaky, but I left that phone call not only with a raise, but with a new sense of courage and confidence that stayed with me. That’s the kind of impact Marc had-he empowered people and pushed them, even if it was uncomfortable at times.

To me, confidence means being able to speak up for yourself and say what you believe-no matter what room you’re in and without worrying about what others might think. Marc embodied that every day and it was important for me to witness that kind of role model throughout my elementary and high school years.

The way he loved Nicole and Dominique was obvious from the very beginning. I’ve always admired his authenticity, which never wavered. And as I’ve grown older and started to understand the world more deeply, I’ve realized Marc had it right all along: live in the present and to the fullest, think critically, love your people, and stay connected to nature.

Nicole and Dominique, you are constantly in my thoughts and the woman you are are the most beautiful reflection of Marc. <3

I am so incredibly grateful for Marc's presence in our lives these past 20 years as neighbours and as friends. He was extremely creative with thinking of fun activities for our kids growing up and included them in so many adventures such as sailing, riding bikes to the island, and various community runs. He was an inspiration to our entire family in many ways, including his love of the outdoors and his amazing artistic abilities (I love all of his paintings).

Nicole and Dominique, you are in our hearts as I know the extremely special love the three of you share and always will.

There are very few teachers that leave such a lasting impact on your heart and mind as Marc did. He gave the upmost respect to a room full of 12 year olds and challenged us to think critically, independently and creatively. He didn’t just fill our minds with facts — he opened them. We remember him fondly for the way he made us feel capable, confident, and heard. Thank you from the class of 2003, we miss you.

Marc encouraged all of us to "dig deep."
Swimming at Loon Lake with colleagues, or wake surfing at Canim Lake, Marc embraced friends, family, and physical activity.
Marc was always available to assist a friend. His contagious smile will be missed.
Fair Winds and Smooth Sailing,
David and Paula Howarth

Yes, Marc was a force of nature who lived his life with intensity. The first law of thermodynamics says that energy can't be created or destroyed. I will search the sky on a dark cloudless night to get a glimpse of that indestructible energy.

Tutor. Mentor. Teacher. Friend. I wouldn’t be the person—or the teacher—I am today without Marc. He only visited Vanderhoof once but loved it, even thought about moving here. His art show was called Osez—“Dare.” And dare he did. Defy the sausage factory, defy the machine—think free, think independent. I’ll miss you, but not for long — you wouldn’t have wanted that. Here’s to you. À toi, mon ami. 🍷

I had the pleasure of meeting Marc first as a mom and then as a colleague. He definitely shared his love for adventure with both my boys in their kindergarten years and made many memories that they still talk about eleven years later.
I feel deep sadness for students who didn’t get to learn from him and his risk assessment strategies.
I felt encouraged with our conversations when discussing the importance of family.
Deepest condolences to Nicole and Dominique.

I grew up a few doors down from the Beaudet’s. Dominique, my brother Ben and I, became fast friends very young. Marc will always be one of the greatest people I’ve known, growing up with him as an adult figure made a significant impact on who I am today. I loved being at the Beaudet’s house, Marc made bike jumps and had us jump over him, he built a rock wall in their home that we spent hours climbing, he painted with us, took us sailing, the list is endless. “Why not!” He always said, he was a go for it, take the risk type of person and it was a blessing being raised in an environment like that. Marc was one of a kind. When I think of home I think of growing up on our street and Marc is there. Let us keep his adventures alive through his incredible stories, and remember to just go for it.

With lots of love,
Jess

I had the honour of working with Marc for many years.

Marc was an inspiring teacher who challenged his students to think independently. He cared deeply for them and found innovative ways to incorporate their interests into lessons. Teaching Marc's former students was a privilege, as they were always confident and enthusiastic learners.

If you knew a student who had mastered the stilts, could casually walk a slack line or ride a unicycle, then you'd probably come across a student of Marc's. If you knew a kindergartner that could beat you at chess or solve Tangram puzzles in under 30 seconds, then you probably knew Marc's students as well. From adventures with home-made hobby horses in the hallways to pulley systems that could lift students into the air, Marc certainly left his mark on the hearts of countless children.

Marc was not only a colleague, but an incredibly valued friend.

His authenticity, creative mind, and generous spirit will be deeply missed.

Merci, Marc.

Tu es mon viking, je t’aimerai toujours 💕 Nicole