Henry Schneider died March 30, 2019 at 86 years old. He is survived by his wife Harriet, his three kids: David, Louise and Dina and their spouses Sylvia (David) and Mathew (Dina). He is also survived by his sister Claire Pont and pre-deceased by his brother Eli Schneider.

One of his greatest joys were his grandchildren: Ivy, Maia, Ben, Amy, Jonah, Ariel and Lilly. All of whom were lovingly declared geniuses by their adoring Zeyda.

Henry always claimed he had a mis-spent youth in Montreal playing in bands and otherwise ignoring school and barely made it into university at Sir George Williams. Three degrees later, including a Phd from McGill University where he met Harriet, he settled in Ottawa with his young family.

Henry worked for the National Research Council of Canada for 36 years as a research scientist, the majority of that time at the Sussex Drive location. Over the years his research took different turns including: biomass, refining canola oil, and developing a post-stroke drug treatment.

His inquiring and active mind never ceased questing and after retiring he enrolled at Carleton University to study music. He also took up piano with a vengeance, so much so Harriet considered whether building a practice studio in the backyard was a viable option. He was an active man and continued to go to the gym into his 80’s. He once declared, at 82 years old, that he was considering getting a tattoo so he’d fit in better when working out.

His later years were devoted to the care of Harriet who developed dementia. Henry took up all of the household chores including the cooking, and not surprisingly became quite accomplished. When it became unsafe for Harriet to live at home he continued his diligent and loving care of her while she resided in facility.

A private and independent person, he was annoyed and inconvenienced when his changing health meant he could no longer reside at what was truly the family home in the fall of 2019. Supported in his declining health by Dina, who saw him everyday, and his family and friends, Henry continued to be who he was: funny, loving, opinionated and intelligent. In that way he never really seemed to age.