Richard Charles Morgan

Richard "Rick" Charles Morgan September 22, 1956 - March 30, 2026 Richard "Rick" Charles Morgan passed away suddenly on March 30, 2026, in St. Paul, Minnesota, at age 69. Rick was born on September 22, 1956, in Calgary, Alberta. He spent some important years growing up in Minnesota before moving back to Calgary, where he graduated from Western Canada High School in 1974. Rick made friends easily and kept them for life. He played varsity football and hockey. He loved staying active, whether he was skiing, golfing, or playing tennis. He went to the University of Calgary and graduated in 1978. During the summers, he worked as a City of Calgary sanitation engineer, a G-man, a job he was proud to do. Rick had a way with people and could start a conversation anywhere, always making others feel better after talking with him. That talent helped shape his career in logistics and business. He worked with companies like Texaco, Groupe Danone, Shell, Walmart, and the Canadian Gas Association before starting Destiny Bay Consulting. More than any job title, Rick was known for building trust, staying calm under pressure, and making friends at work. Rick was predeceased by his mother, Beatrice Rose Morgan (née Spence), his father, Dr. John Morgan, and his older brother, Wilfred Morgan. He is lovingly remembered by his siblings Sandra (Ken), Margaret (Brad), John (Jacquie), Mary (Steve), and Michele (Michelle). He is also remembered by 11 nieces and nephews and 9 great-nieces and great-nephews, all of whom brought him great pride and joy. Rick embraced being an uncle and 'gruncle' with true devotion. He was always there with stories, encouragement, laughter, and a real interest in the lives of those he loved. As one friend shared, "Rick was a great family man and often spoke with pride about all the accomplishments of the Morgan family." He was a steady and generous presence in every way. Rick was also a deeply loyal friend. Richard, a friend of more than fifty-five years, shared this reflection: "During that time, we were schoolmates, teammates, colleagues, and confidants, but most of all, we were the best of friends. In all those years, we never had a major disagreement and enjoyed countless good times and adventures together." That kind of friendship says a lot about who Rick was. He leaves behind his chosen brothers: Richard, Ray, Steve, and Wade. Rick was a lifelong friend to many, someone always willing to have a long conversation, lend a helping hand, or provide good company. He had many passions: as a fan, he loved his teams, especially the Boston Bruins and the Buffalo Bills, with equal enthusiasm. He took just as much joy in simple things, like going on pontoon rides with friends, playing bingo, and those quirky meat raffles he loved so much. He won them often and always kept the freezer stocked with his winnings. Rick loved music. If you were looking for him outside, you could just follow the sound from his Bluetooth speaker to find him. If you used the car after him, you quickly learned to turn down the volume before starting it. He often wore headphones, usually listening to classic rock with lots of guitar, but he also had a surprising favorite: the opera aria "Con Te Partirò." Rick was a skilled handyman and painter. He had a real eye for how things should be. He had dishes he loved to cook: his chili, his brother Wilf's salsa, and breakfast with far too much bacon. Yet, nothing lit him up like dogs. He didn't just love his own pups, Finnegan & Christmas. He also loved his sisters' dogs Nikko, Owen, and Gracie, and truly loved all dogs, pets of siblings and friends, and any pup he met at the dog park. For Rick, no dog was a stranger, only a friend he hadn't greeted yet. He delighted in every wagging tail and chance encounter. Rick loved warmth and sunshine. He looked forward to winter trips to Mexico, where he could relax, laugh, and enjoy the heat. Rick showed up. He cared deeply and took real joy in those around him, with lifelong friends in Calgary, Toronto, and Shoreview. He leaves a family who will miss him every day and friends who would love to hear one more story, with his love living on in all. He will be deeply missed and fondly remembered.