Obituary

Benjamin Marks Woo (1991-2023)

It is with the heaviest grief that our family shares that the warm, brilliant, funny, and endlessly creative Benjamin Marks Jia Xian Woo died accidentally on November 11 at Vancouver General Hospital. He was 32. 

Benjamin was predeceased by his grandparents Mong Swee Fong and Woo Hon Thoong. He is deeply mourned by his parents Patricia McAvity and Yuen Pau Woo, his siblings Naomi, Emma, and Noah, his grandparents Marks and Margaret McAvity. He is missed by aunts, uncles, cousins, and family in Canada, the US, the UK, Malaysia, and Singapore, and friends scattered around the world. 

Benjamin was born in St. John’s, Newfoundland. After moving to North Vancouver at age 4, he attended École Sherwood Park, Sir Winston Churchill High School and the Vancouver Academy of Music. Benjamin had a voracious appetite for knowledge. He studied Philosophy, Cognition, Brain, and Behavior at Harvard, completed a Master’s Degree in Piano Performance at the New England Conservatory of Music, and began Law School at McGill. He was a volunteer for the St. James Music Academy, music director of the Din & Tonics, conductor for the Harvard Mozart Society Orchestra, a DJ for college radio stations, a member of the Signet Society, and involved in numerous musical, theatrical, film, and academic projects. 

It is not these accomplishments that defined Benjamin. Benjamin loved deeply and fiercely, believing in love as “the stimulating force of goodness”, a love that ended and began with a deep connection to his family. “We make music and sing songs and spread joy”, he wrote; “we live and breathe our family’s stories”. To Naomi, he was a treasured collaborator; to Emma, a playful debater; to Noah, an adoring advocate. He valued his parents and grandparents as his greatest champions; to them, he was a cherished companion.

Anyone who met Benjamin was aware of his sensitive and skillful music-making. In addition to his mastery of the piano—including winning numerous national competitions—he sang, conducted, played cello, composed, improvised, and, in recent years, was learning to play the oud. He took great joy in sharing music with others: whether he was performing recitals of the Bach solo cello suites for other residents at Sumac Place in Gibsons, or posting albums on Bandcamp. 

Benjamin will also be remembered as a sparkling and imaginative thinker. He had an insatiable curiosity and a special gift for connecting seemingly unrelated concepts and ideas. Throughout his life, he paid close attention to the world around him. He had an unparalleled ability to find beauty in the everyday and a keen eye for societal injustices. Benjamin channelled these observations into incisive musical compositions, poetry, drawing, and film. 

Benjamin’s gentleness, effusive kindness, and compassion for others was unwavering. He was loving and thoughtful towards his family and friends, often sharing the little he had without a moment’s hesitation. He was willing to have a conversation with anyone, including those most commonly ignored and overlooked by society. 

Benjamin became one of these people. Eight years ago, through no fault of his or ours, he developed a brain illness complicated by anosognosia. Benjamin did not need to die as a result of his illness, but unfortunately, Benjamin’s and his family’s efforts to advocate for effective and compassionate treatment were unsuccessful. Some compassionate and knowledgeable healthcare professionals went above and beyond, but they were working within a broken, stigmatising medical system—in a society that did not have the tools, medical research, or structures to properly support or care for him. 

Benjamin felt the stigma. In a draft memoir that he had begun writing with his mother, he wrote: “no psychiatrist I have met has gathered more than an ounce of who I am, as far as I can see, and more often than not projected their own depictions upon me. So if you want to know my story, you’ll have to get it from the family.” 

Despite those difficulties, Benjamin was able to see the lightness in dark situations, including his own. He shared that he was dismayed that “a common view portrays [my] experiences as… an awful predicament and horrible illness, and debilitating…”. By contrast, Benjamin wrote: “I have seen and experienced realities, inner and outer realities, of wonder, of faith, of beauty and which I am excited to share.” 

Our wish is that you will remember Benjamin as we do: someone who, even in the face of great challenges, remained rooted in kindness and love and grounded in his family; a beautiful mind joined with an expansive heart. In his own words, “let us grow to see family in all the people of the earth, amidst division and stupidity and folly and darkness.” … “let us open our spirits…and play our parts, actors on a global stage with ever the power to instill righteousness, thoughtfulness and sensitivity.” In his honour, we hope you take the time to take in “more than an ounce” of someone who is overlooked or ignored, perhaps someone who, like Benjamin, struggles with a severe mental illness.

Please join us for a funeral on Monday December 4 at 2 PM PST at Christ Church Cathedral, Vancouver, with reception to follow.  

In lieu of flowers, we encourage donations to the Benjamin Marks Woo Memorial Fund at the Vancouver Foundation. Americans can donate directly to the Lieber Institute for Brain Development at libd.org or to the Henry Amador Center on Anosognosia at hacenter.org, in memory of Benjamin Woo. The family invites you to offer condolences, listen to Benjamin’s music and share your memories at www.benjaminmarkswoo.com.

Benjamin’s untimely and preventable death shows we badly need to change how we treat people with serious mental illness and anosognosia in British Columbia. We encourage you to reach out to your MLA or Jennifer Whiteside, Minister of Mental Health and Addictions, requesting comprehensive wraparound support to enable community treatment, and reform to the “deemed consent provision” of the Mental Health/Representative Agreement Act to ensure the right to have a trusted representative, family member, or friend help with care and treatment decisions when needed.

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  1. Tricia, Marg and Marks, and family,
    I can’t even fathom the incredible pain you must be going through. I can only hope that time and the love and support of family and friends, near and far, will help ease your sorrow.
    As someone with a mental health illness, I can totally agree that there are great shortcomings in the healthcare system in Canada. I went 10 years without a psychiatrist when mine passed away and there was no one to replace him. Fortunately, I had the right combination of medication and was pretty stable during those years. And yes, they don’t often see the real me, just the diagnosis.
    I’m sending love, hugs and strength to help you through this unimaginably difficult time. You will all be in my prayers.
    Suzanne Edwards (Jacob, year 4)

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