Judges of The Supreme Court Family Division
| Position | Name | Location |
|---|---|---|
| Associate Chief Justice | Lawrence I. O'Neil | |
| Justice | Douglas C. Campbell | Halifax |
| Justice | Leslie J. Dellapinna | Halifax |
| Justice | Theresa M. Forgeron | Sydney |
| Justice | Deborah Gass | Halifax |
| Justice | Kenneth Haley | Sydney |
| Justice | Elizabeth Jollimore | Halifax |
| Justice | Moira C. Legere-Sers | Halifax |
| Justice | Mona Lynch | Halifax |
| Justice | Beryl A. MacDonald | Halifax |
| Justice | M. Clare MacLellan | Sydney |
| Justice | Robert Ferguson | Halifax |
| Justice | R. James Williams | Halifax |
| Justice | Darryl W. Wilson | Sydney |
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