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John “Brian” Walker


October 22, 1952 – January 28, 2023


It is with profound sadness that we announce the passing of John “Brian” Walker in the early morning of January 28, 2023 with his family by his side.

He will be remembered by his children, Corinne, Jon (Candace), Rachelle (Jason); four grandchildren Alisah, Dublin, Ayva and Liam; his brothers Raymond, Clyde and Darrell; his sisters Charlene and Donna, along with numerous other nieces, nephews, family and friends. He was predeceased by his parents John and Rachel Walker and his brother Earl Walker.

Brian grew up in Snow Lake, Manitoba and spent his teens roaming Wekusko Falls. After a short career in the mines, he moved to Winnipeg and became a truck driver. He eventually landed at the Government of Manitoba in Water Stewardship.

A funeral service and reception will be held at Voyage Funeral Home 220 Hespeler Ave Winnipeg, Manitoba on Saturday February 18, 2023 at 1:00pm. Followed by a celebration of life at West Kildonan Legion 1748 Main Street in the Darlington Lounge on the 2nd floor. A memorial will be held in Snow Lake, Manitoba in the summer, dates to be confirmed.

The family wishes to send a special thank you to the staff at Middlechurch Home of Winnipeg for their care and compassion.

5 thoughts on “John “Brian” Walker”

  1. Uncle Brian to me was a cool dude. Always thought he had the coolest car (a Monte Carlo red) and his awesome dog named Monte. When I would have sleep overs with my cousins. He would give us money to go get burger King, but of course to bring some back to him and Aunt Permina as well. Luckily we had family that worked there and hooked it up. He was a straight forward man and would tell us kids like it is and for that I thank him. He will be dearly missed and has left as a legend in time. R.I.P Uncle Brian.

  2. Uncle Brian,

    I am happy you have finally found peace, life as you knew it the past decade or so was not life but simply a state of survival. I’m going to miss you tremendously and will always remember you for the man that loved his camping trips, cooking by the fire, hanging out with family and buddies from St. Adolphe. And let’s not forget those huge bulging eyes you would get when you were mad, I got those eyes a few times growing up and it’s enough to make any crazy child behave!! Lots of love and will see you in the afterlife.

    Your niece,
    Whitney Burr

  3. The world loses a great guy. You always greeted and called me “Mr. Montreal” cuz I don’t think you knew my name, but that was fine with me. U introduced me to cucumber sandwiches, which I am thankful for. My condolences to Corrine, JDubs, and Rachelle and their families. Rest in peace Brian.

  4. It has been a long time since I thought of you, but you were on my mind today-February 18. I looked you up and was so saddened to find your obituary. We had some good times. I am glad it seems you had a good life. Rest in peace old friend. ❤️

  5. Rachelle Plantz

    Growing up in Snow Lake Manitoba, our dad, John Brian Walker was the second oldest of 7 children. He shared a name with his father, so everyone called him Brian.
    He was in charge of making sure the younger siblings were fed and off to school. Teachers would let him out early to make sure he could get home and get lunch or dinner ready. Many of them have shared with us that they knew this was a sacrifice and they appreciated the effort he put in. Making these large batches stayed with him even when we were young, I remember having plates full of food, portions large enough to feed two grown men. And we weren’t aloud to leave the table until it was all finished.
    Like most young boys in northern Manitoba, he loved being on the ice , so much so, that he actually joined figure skating to improve skating backwards, swearing the whole class to secrecy. Our home growing up was littered with old trophy’s from his hockey days.
    Dad would talk about snow lake often, he loved bringing us there and sharing his childhood with us. He had a story about every corner of that town.
    He ended up lived his life in Winnipeg as one would in a small town, constantly dropping by un announced. This was the also the case in my teen years, he would always show up at the most convenient times, or for me, the most inconvenient. A friend of mine shared that he and her mother would sit and gossip about us, always knowing what we were up to. I didn’t know it then but he was always there watching and making sure I was safe.
    As the years went on and one by one his children entered adulthood, he became a grandfather. He would light up around them and loved taking them on adventures. We, as adults, also had the opportunity to learn more about him, his failures and his successes. He became vulnerable and open with us in small moments.
    If I could tell him something now, it would be that we’re ok, and we’ll continue to carry his memory with us and share it with our children. When I look at the crowd gathered today it brings me so much joy to know that he’ll be leaving this room with each of you in memories small and large.

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