Daniel Munro
Daniel Munro
Daniel Munro
Daniel Munro
Daniel Munro

Obituary of Daniel Walter Munro

Daniel W Munro 

It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of our Dad, Daniel age 83 of New Glasgow formerly of Millbrook Pictou County passed away April 24th  at home. 

He was born on April 6th 1941 to the late Donald & Anne Munro of West River Station. 


Dad became a heavy duty mechanic and welder & heavy equipment operator by trade, all trades he loved & worked hard at until his retirement. 


Survived by his wife the love of his life for 45 years Phyllis (MacDonald) Munro.


Daniel is survived by his children, Paula (Colin) Fraser, Mt. Thom, Pictou County, NS; Heather MacDonald New Glasgow, Mark, Guelph, ON, and Heather (Wayne) Jollimore, Dartmouth, NS; his grandchildren, for whom he was very proud of and affectionately called him Pop, he loved them dearly & was at his happiest when they were all around him: Laughlin, Matheson and Liam (Kelsey) Fraser, Nathan Jollimore, Ptronda Munro and special honorary granddaughter Morgan Taylor OBrian;  He will be forever known in their hearts as Pop. 

Daniel was predeceased by a son in infancy Donald Earle Munro. 


Daniel leaves behind his only sister who he loved very much and looked forward to her visits Sheila (Bruce) Kitchen, Truro along with two niece’s Judy Cameron St Angelo & Tanya Cameron both of Ontario.  


No visitation by request. 

Family graveside service to take place May 18th at Gairloch Cemetery with Rev. Dr. Glen Matheson officiating. 

Arrangements entrusted to Eagles Funeral Home, Westville, NS. 


Special mention to his caregivers 

David, Robyn, Amanda, Cindy & Veronica.  He loved to see you all come to brighten his day & take such great care of him. 


"Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" by Mary Elizabeth Frye


Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.



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