Obituaries

Terry Morrison, 61 Mount Uniacke/Rawdon

Terry passed away surrounded by pure love on October 26, 2024. He leaves behind his wife Annette the love of his life, his best friend, and his business partner of 33 years, his sons Mitchel Peverill and Andrew Peverill, his former wife Kim Peverill, and his beautiful granddaughter Scarlett Peverill…this was his favorite story in life.

He is survived by Brother David (Tanya) Morrison, sisters Heather Cole and Linda (Steve) Mitchell, in-laws Terry and Carolyn Fougere, grandmother-in-law Beulah Davis, sister-in-law Angela Fougere (Tony Huntley), his nephew and donkey Bradley Peverill and his incredibly special long time friends Sharon Peverill and Shannon Harding. Terry was also well loved by an exceptionally large extended family of nieces and nephews, aunts and uncles, cousins and his many “adopted” kids. He was also lucky enough in life to be blessed with a very wide circle of loving friends.

Terry was predeceased by his parents Michael and Patricia (McCann) Morrison, his brother-in-law Andy Fougere and his special cousins Matthew and Ken McCann.

Our favorite person grew up in Mount Uniacke and throughout his life did not stray too far from the rural area that he loved. In 1977 at the age of fourteen after being advised by the local institution that,” You should work at the machine shop because you don’t need to know anything.” He dusted himself off, grabbed what was left of his confidence and pride and began his lifelong career as a machinist, welder, and fabricator.

He would not have known that he would then become one of the most highly respected and talented people in the industry. Working under the influence of his father at the family owned and operated machine shop HK Morrison and Sons, Precision Enterprises, and finally the company he formed with his wife, AT Morrison Machine Ltd. Terry, having a brilliant mind and being a natural problem solver was always willing to lend a helping hand. He would devote hours of his time to help those in need and his guilty pleasure was being able to have a couple beers and a few laughs afterward.

Throughout he made a lifelong commitment to his father, his work, his family and the outdoors - but we’ll come back to that. Terry was an original member and a proud supporter of the “Mount Maniac Drinking Team” the NSLC and Eddy’s Variety, our local agency store. He never missed an opportunity to torment, aggravate, irritate, or frighten people in his path, especially his wife…In his words “No one is safe or sacred!” He loved to laugh, have fun and he knew how to party, and would generously apply this “gift” to his many extracurricular activities.

Terry (being a proud Boston fan) would be found 5 nights a week playing hockey in his lifelong quest to become Bobby Orr and on his off nights, (a true showman) would entertain the masses at the ball diamond…most times hovering around the pitcher’s mound while consuming large quantities of beer. In his later years when his agility and quick response time became problematic, he was forced into submission and decided to stomp the valley golf courses with his favorite cousin Ken, but don’t worry he still was able to twist the top off those beer bottles and roll joints so there was still hope!

From an early age Terry loved nature and the outdoors, which included Jeeps, 4 wheelers and trucks that didn’t belong in the trails. At every opportunity he’d go trudging through the woods (completely sober of course) with a canoe (usually in the dark) with his unhappy family and drunk friends to obscure places deep in the abyss of Nova Scotia to get his line wet or make one of his many failed attempts at putting meat on the table.

When Mount Uniacke started becoming unrecognizable to him and not being a fan of growth, Terry and Annette decided to move further out into the woods of Hants County. This truly is where Terry found peace and gratitude. In this quiet he enjoyed, watching increasingly stupid b-rated movies, fishing, working the woodpile, inventing new curse words (none of which are mentionable in this brilliant piece of literature) swearing at small engines, doing yard work, and having one or two very intentional fires. Later birdwatching and gardening became a hobby which also proved he could not put vegetables on the table either.

Eight years ago, when his body began to betray him, he started the battle of his lifetime. He faced multiple challenges head on with bravery and remained optimistic throughout, rarely complaining. He contributed his successes to his wife Annette who was determined to extend his life. Terry found joy and comfort these past few years in nature and he loved his life, had zero regrets, and never wasted an opportunity to tell someone that he loved them. A gathering for Terry will be announced at a later time. Those who would like to donate can do so in support of the Mi’kmaw Native Friendship Centre - Care of: End of Life Care Unit finance@mymnfc.com