In Memory
Gregory Allard

It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Gregory Joseph Allard on May 19, 2026, at the age of 65.
Born on October 9, 1960, in Dalhousie, New Brunswick, Greg was the youngest child of Camille Eugene Allard and Aline Marie Allard (née Doucet). Growing up in a large Acadian family, he developed an independent spirit, a sharp mind, and a passion for creativity and adventure; that would remain with him throughout his life.
In 1979, Greg headed west to Edmonton, embracing the adventure and opportunity that awaited him. He eventually made Calgary, Alberta, his home, where he raised his two sons, Myles and C.J., who were the center of his world and a source of immense pride.
Greg was predeceased by his parents, Camille and Aline Allard, and by his brother, George Allard.
He leaves behind his beloved sons, Myles and C.J.; his cherished grandchildren, Dominic, son of Myles, and Aaliyah, daughter of C.J.; his brothers Bob Allard (Joan), Gerald Allard (Linda), and Roger Allard; his sister Camilla Waite (Greg Waite); his nieces and nephews Sarah, Jeffrey, April, Krissy, Trena, and Paige; and many extended family members and dear friends who will miss him deeply.
To know Greg was to know a man of remarkable talent, curiosity, and passion. Music was woven into the fabric of his life. A gifted guitarist, composer, performer, and teacher, Greg possessed a rare musical ability that amazed everyone who knew him. He could pick up almost any instrument and, within hours, be playing it with confidence and skill. While blessed with natural talent, he never relied on talent alone. He devoted countless hours to practicing, learning, and refining his craft.
Over the years, Greg performed with numerous bands and found tremendous joy on stage. Whether playing for a crowd or sharing a song among friends, he loved bringing people together through music. He also generously shared his knowledge with others, teaching and mentoring many musicians who benefited from his encouragement, patience, and expertise.
Greg's love of the outdoors began in his youth and remained a constant throughout his life. Growing up in northern New Brunswick, he spent countless hours exploring rivers, forests, and backcountry trails with family and friends. Canoeing, fishing, hunting, trapping, and simply being immersed in nature brought him great joy. He possessed the adventurous spirit of a true coureur de bois—comfortable in the wilderness, endlessly curious about the natural world, and happiest when discovering what lay around the next bend in the river or beyond the next stand of trees.
Outside of music, Greg found peace and inspiration on Alberta's Bow River. Fly fishing was far more than a pastime—it was a lifelong passion. True to his inquisitive nature, he immersed himself in understanding every aspect of the sport, from fish behaviour and feeding patterns to aquatic ecosystems and life cycles.
His expertise and love of the sport led him to become a respected commercial fly-fishing guide on the Bow River, where he combined his knowledge, patience, and enthusiasm to help others experience the river he loved so deeply. Whether guiding seasoned anglers or introducing beginners to fly fishing, Greg found great joy in sharing both the art and science of the sport. He believed that understanding nature enhanced the experience and took pride in educating others about the remarkable world beneath the water's surface.
Greg was also a published author, another expression of his lifelong love of learning, storytelling, and sharing knowledge. Whether through music, writing, teaching, or guiding on the Bow River, he had a remarkable ability to connect with people and leave a lasting impression.
Above all, Greg will be remembered for his creativity, intelligence, generosity of spirit, and unwavering passion for sharing what he loved with others. Whether through music, teaching, guiding on the Bow River, or simply sharing a conversation, he had a remarkable ability to educate, inspire, and connect with people. Though his passing leaves a tremendous void, his music, his knowledge, and his love will continue to resonate through the lives he touched.
He will be deeply missed, lovingly remembered, and forever cherished.
"The music may fade, but the melody remains."
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Selacia Lafleur
When I was 10 he came to watch my skating practice at 5am. Nobody else but my Mom went to watch that early.
When I visited as a teenager we'd pick up talking like I saw him a week ago instead of years ago. One of my favourite memories is when I was around 14 and I showed him the piano pieces I was working on and he showed me what he'd been playing on guitar lately. He was so encouraging and funny and kind. Myles and CJ I'm so sorry about your Dad, he loved you both so much.