Ralph Bernard Cor­bett

Cape Breton Post - - IN MEMORIAM -

It is with great sad­ness that we, the fam­ily, an­nounce the pass­ing of Ralph Bernard Cor­bett, age 55, af­ter a coura­geous bat­tle with cancer on Sun­day, Feb­ru­ary 12, 2017 at the Cape Bre­ton Re­gional Hos­pi­tal, Syd­ney with his fam­ily by his side. Born in New Water­ford, he was the son of Brenda (Morgan) and the late Bernie Cor­bett.

Ralph was a fre­quent dart player and known as a jack of all trades. He could fix any­thing he put his mind to. Ralph was proud to re­fer to him­self as Mr. Mom and en­joyed noth­ing more than spend­ing time with his chil­dren.

Ralph spent a sig­nif­i­cant por­tion of his life work­ing con­struc­tion in On­tario and in Al­berta, prior to mov­ing back to New Water­ford and be­com­ing the owner of Fat­boy’s pizza.

Ralph is sur­vived his wife, Glenda (Camp­bell); daugh­ter, Cyn­thia (Ma­cio) Sim­coe and his sons, Quintin and Liam; grand­chil­dren, Ben­jamin and Grace; step­fa­ther, Sandy MacKen­zie; brothers, Mike (Sharon), Scar­bor­ough, Bernie (Michelle), Al­bert Bridge, David (Ni­cole), Do­min­ion, Corey (Becky), Fort McMurray; sis­ter, Melissa (Ron­nie), Fox Creek. He also has sev­eral nieces and neph­ews in which he shared a spe­cial bond.

Be­sides his fa­ther, Ralph was pre­de­ceased by grand­par­ents, Irene (Alonzo) Cor­bett and Mar­garet (Ge­orge) Morgan.

There will be no vis­i­ta­tion. Cre­ma­tion has taken place un­der the care and di­rec­tion of V.J. McGil­livray Funeral Home, 380 Smith Street, New Water­ford. Funeral Mass will be held on Thurs­day at 10 a.m. at St. Leonard’s Par­ish, Mount Carmel Av­enue, with Fr. Nor­man McPhee pre­sid­ing. In­ter­ment will be held in Mount Carmel Ceme­tery. Re­cep­tion will fol­low in St. Leonard’s Hall on Con­vent Street, New Water­ford.

Dona­tions in mem­ory of Ralph may be made to the An Cala Pal­lia­tive Care Unit at the Cape Bre­ton Re­gional Hos­pi­tal.

Online con­do­lences can be ex­pressed to the fam­ily at: www. vjm­cgillivray.ca. God saw you get­ting tired, And a cure was not to be, So He put his arms around you, And whis­pered, ‘Come to Me’. A golden heart stopped beat­ing, Hard work­ing hands at rest. God broke our heart to prove to us He only takes the best.

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