Gerhard Kendal of Westmoreland
I made this up after Baron Gerhard passed away. It is a collection of all the emails from the Steps praising His Excellency.
--Lord Dougal MacLaomuinn, Lionsdale 13:29, 17 Nov 2005 (EST)
Baron Sir Master Gerhard Kendal of Westmoreland
Lion of An Tir, KSCA, OL, GdS, JdL, GGS, HL, GoA, Founding Baron of Lions Gate, Baron of the Western Court, AoA, Augmentation of Arms, LoM, OSS, MTM, MdO, MI, LI, Havok, RF
November 12, 1936 - December 16, 2003, Anno Societatis XXXVIII
(The last public message from Gerhard to the populace of An Tir.)
"The time has come" the Walrus said, "to talk of many things"
Tonight, 'tis time to talk of passing.
This is time when one realizes that one isn't immortal after all; life must eventually end for every one of us, and I have definitely accepted that fact. One is born, lives and eventually dies. That is the reality of life. Of course, I would have preferred the living part to have been longer. There are so many books to read, things to learn, Ithra classes to teach, time to spend with Amanda; and on it goes.
The word from my oncologist is: one month, maybe two, perhaps some time after that, but we shall see. The chemo treatments are over. I'm going to be at home as much as I can. And right now, that's pretty easy. I breathe funny (panting going up stairs) and my appetite is a bit weird, but all in all, life continues much as it always has.
The Society and you, its people have been a big part of my life for more than 25 years, and I've enjoyed pretty much every moment of it.
The Society has taught me much, and influenced me much; it's been a great ride. I got to do things that many people just dream about (Look! There's a shield wall! I'll charge into it! Great fun.)
When I first began, it was the physical things: the calligraphy and illumination, the dancing, the costumes, the fighting, the archery and so forth.
Then it became the people. The many friendships which I've been able to be part of over the years have been wonderful. At the same time, the opportunity to pass along the knowledge of things I've learned has been great. Even the war stories (no s*&% there I was.)
Then came the educational aspects of the Society, one of the most wonderful things about it. Ithra taught me how to teach, and it's been something I've loved doing. Just wish I could do more.
For me, that will soon end. Don't let it end with you. The more you learn, the better for all.
And with that, I have a few instructions.
Cards are okay.
Please, no visitors. We've got a lot to do between now and then.
Please, no presents or fuzzy stuffed animals.
Flowers die, and can be depressing.
Fuzzies: hey, we've got Cat. That's enough.
Now, as to getting rid of 'stuff'; start saving your pennies. We're going to have a mundane garage sale this Saturday.
We're going to have an SCA only garage sale this Sunday. Times will be announced later.
We'll be at Baroness's with lots of stuff. Bring money.
See y'all then.
Cheers
Gerhard Kendal
For Gerhard Kendal of Westmoreland
---Frederick of Holland, November xxxviii (2003)
You tell us that you face the final foe
And know that this time you will lose that fight.
Oh, how can you advance with heart so light,
To leave us now, the comrades you did know?
We all must face him, be it fast or slow,
Who waits for us, far darker than the night,
Who sunders friends, with tears makes dim our sight,
But you, who face him now, no sorrow show.
I wish I could not hear, nor speak these words.
I must do both before your time is past:
"I never thought our games would reach an end.
There should be time for one more dance of swords."
Now I would beg a gift I can hold fast,
Give me one last embrace -- as friend to friend.
Let it be known throughout the Known World, that on this day, Gerhard Kendal of Westmoreland,
Knight of the Society for Creative Anachronism,
Master of the Order of the Laurel,
Baron of the Court of the West,
Holder of the Grey Goose Shaft,
Holder of the Hasta Leonis,
Holder of the Goutte de Sang,
Holder of the Jambe de Lion,
Holder of the Order of Havok of Tir Righ,
Holder of the Red Flame of Tir Righ,
Holder of a Grant of Arms of the Kingdom of the West,
Holder of an Award of Arms,
Holder of a University of Ithra Lector Artis Degree,
Holder of a University of Ithra Lector Scientaie Degree,
Holder of numerous Ithra Magistraes,
Holder of the Lions Claw,
whose [[Augmentation of Arms|Arms have been Augmented] by command of Their past Majesties of An Tir
and most importantly, beloved husband, father, grandfather, teacher, student and friend,
has journeyed to the realm of stars to join Her Serene Highness, Dowager Princess Janeltis and the other absent friends of An Tir and the Known World to watch over us.
Please, gentle lords and ladies, remember his words, "Life is too short". Choose something you are passionate about and do some each and every day. As well, never lose the opportunity to tell your loved ones that they are loved and cherished. And never stop learning.
With love, joy and sadness,
Amanda, Melissa, Andre
Greetings dear friends,
The time came this morning.
Gerhard loved receiving all your letters, cards, phone calls and emails. He was amazed and felt loved and appreciated by the knowledge of how you all regarded him and how he had affected your lives in some way. He wanted to respond to each of you personally, but there was not enough time to do all he wished.
Gerhard had a wonderful time at the Tir Righ Investiture, the St Giles Ithra Session, and most especially, at the Lions Gate Baroness' Tourney. He got to talk to many people at those events and his spirits were way up.
He had a lot of energy during the final weeks because all of you gave it to him through your correspondence and phone calls and personal interaction. He was one of the last people to leave the Baroness's Tourney site on Sunday morning.
His brother had flown out from Ottawa and spent a week with him.
He spent last Friday with Melissa / Heather taping his memories of his childhood, his family life, his military life, his rally / race life and his SCA life.
He spent last Saturday teaching Andre / Adolphus / Derek / Dee about RBG's (Rubber Band Guns).
He spent most of a day with his granddaughter - Anna.
He spent a lot of time with his grandson - Izaac.
He spent some time with his daughter-in-law - Oktabia / Sheri.
The last two days (Sunday and Monday) were difficult for him. He had a lot of trouble breathing. It was time for him to go.
He is on his way to discuss War Tactics with Robbin, Liam, Michael and Evan.
We all know that as long as he is in our memories, he will live on.
The ripples that he has created through his teaching, whether formal or informal, will spread far and wide.
The lives he has affected in some way, will never be the same.
He was a man who lived by his principles.
He never stopped learning, he never stopped teaching.
We helped make each other what we were - stronger than the sum of its parts. Our life together was as one.
Amanda
Dear Amanda and Family:
We will miss him. Our hearts go out to you and yours.
Sir Geoffrey de Rennes
Mistress Rowenna de Roncesvalles
May our great grandchildren's great-grandchildren be able to tell of the exploits of this great and kind man to their great grand children!
May his life ever be celebrated! May his memory ever be cherished!
And wherever and whenever warriors of the SCA meet in wars be they heavy, light, rapier or any other class of fighter yet to be devised drink a toast to his memory!
Alastair the Eastern Traveller
Lions Gate
Dearest Baroness Amanda
A huge hole has appeared in the real Chivalry on earth. Our sympathies are with you and your family today. Be sure that your extended SCA family mourns with you.
Ingvar the Restless
Good journey, dear friend.
All hail the warrior Hart. May the wind forever fill your sails.
Nicholaus
In sorrow, I think there will never, ever be anyone to equal Gerhard Kendal (unless it is his dear Love, Amanda).
In comfort, I can truly say that for each of us that watched him go, that there are that many more that watched him arrive with joy and anticipation.
Laurin
He's not gone from us; I can see him clearly in my mind, standing there, saying "Hi, Roger, you're just the man I wanted to see; I want to challenge you to a duel."
And we did, with his rubber band guns. Monk shoots Knight. I wanted to run it in the Crier.
Sir Gerhard Gone? Not likely. He will be influencing the way the SCA is run for the next 100 years, at least here in An Tir.
How can someone be gone if he's loved so much?
But if he's not gone, why am I so sad?
Roger
A great inspiration to the Society has been lost. While his spirit lives on in the hearts of all of us graced with a kind word from him be sure, Lady, that all of Lions Gate grieves with you.
"Whatever you do, have Fun Doing It"
In Memoriam
Diarmuid Ceòlmhor
A solitary horn blew in the west Today.
Hidden in the mist on the mountain tops, as I walked in the valley below.
The first time it cut the air, I paused abruptly, quite aware,
That the Mist had wrapped me in its blanket,
So thickly so, I could not scan it.
Suddenly I was not alone, I could hear Men whisper in a reverent tone:
"May his head be always crowned with gold,
Steps unhindered, do boldly go.
To the land beyond his earthly reign.
Hark, the horn calls his noble name."
The call comes lonely four time all,
In silence I stood listening,
While it echoed off to some hallowed hall.
The words I relate, in case you debate,
Whether or not you might have heard or seen something strange as of late:
"A life that did not live in vain, remembered with
Love on this earthly plane. Walk thee now to your
Rest, as you lived your life at your best."
I hope you folks like this. I came up with it as soon as I heard the news.
- Big Hugs*
Sonja.
Where to start? I met Gerhard at my First event. Clinton 1994. This wild-man was doing an auction. Any of you who have experienced a Gerhard auction know exactly what I am talking about.
Grew with the SCA. Went to many events in the local area, never venturing out of the Lower Mainland much. Ithras, Baroness' Birthday (now Tourney), Sea Lion Wars, Clinton, assorted Lions Gate events, assorted Lionsdale events, a couple of Crown events.
Everywhere I went, there was this awesome couple. Amanda is the one that everyone loves for her loveliness, but Gerhard is the one that everyone loved for his exuberance. Everything that he did, he did it because it was fun for him.
Skip ahead a few years (1999). I started realizing that some of my medieval interests were very similar to the Baron's, and that I was very comfortable in calling him a friend. That summer, I asked him if I could become his Apprentice. He did me a great honour in answering a very exuberant (no surprise there), "YES."
I feel very honoured to have been included in his life, and to have known that he felt honoured to have been part of mine, and know that I am just one of a great MANY who he has touched.
Baron Gerhard, WE LOVE YOU. Have fun.
Dougal MacLaomuinn, Apprentice to Baron Gerhard Kendal of Westmoreland
Today did a good and gentle soul go home.
Our cousin has joined with the others of our kin who have ‘gone on before’ on the path that we all will one day travel.
I grieve for our loss of his guidance and company and I rejoice that he began his journey with the sure and certain knowledge that he was well loved, that his life, in deed, in word and in influence, had been of great service and of great value to our society as well as to his family and mundane friends.
It is given to few men that they will know before their death these things so I must conclude that the powers that be so ordained this boon in reward for the life he led and the people who were enriched by that life.
Be well again, my friend. May you travel swiftly to your rewards and may there be the joy you desire in your new existence.
Any tears I shed will be for our loss not for this brave man.
Amanda, be there any service that I can offer now or in the future please call.
With tears
Aaron
as a member of Amanda’s cavalry, I feel it is my duty to ride this day. i have no idea where I’m going, and no idea when I will return.
I’m in Glym Mere, and I'm leaving at 4, anyone with a steed is welcome to join me.
(LATER)
Godspeed my friend Gerhard, Godspeed.
The cavalry of your lady rode today in your honour, and tonight we party to celebrate the next step in your journey...
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Ride like the wind, good friend. Be there for her.
Mimick
Nay good gentle, not lost. Gone from our sight but never lost. Never far from our hearts or thoughts. When it is spoken " I remember when..." there will be our inspiration, all of them, back again to make bright once more the light they shared with us all.
Good Mistress Amanda may there be comfort and peace for you and all of us who were touched by Gerhard's light.
Sincerely,
Adrienne Barclay of Dunottar
Gerhard was...and is....the SCA, he stood for what was good and honourable.
If it's not fun, why do it. Methinks there will always be stories forever more of his deeds...he is entwined firmly in our hearts. I am truly honoured to have met him. To his family, my thoughts and good wishes are with you.
Sylverstone. I will ride with you in spirit as I live to far too join you....Take care.
HL Cerridwen Maelwedd
Dear Gentles, May I add the voice of myself and my household in expressing sorrow at the passing of our beloved Gerhard.
Aaron has said it so much better than I ever could.
Amanda, take heart, Your devoted companion, friend, husband, father, will live on as long as there are those who remember Gerhard with love and affection.
YIS
Katja Bjornswiffe & Bjorn Kjeldson
What can I say that has not been already said?
I came home this eve to a farspeaker message that said "Call. I know you will want to talk." I called, my friend was out (it was time she often goes to meet her lord). I rushed to the computer, I had not yet this day checked my mail.
The tears I am shedding even now are for us. He is now free of pain. I am happy that until very close to the end his last days were good and spent with his family. I am happy so many of us had the opportunity to say good-bye at the recent events he attended. I am so very glad I had the chance to talk to him at Baroness.
We are all the better for having known him. I am sorry for those not yet of us who will not have that honour.
Look to the sky. There is a new star tonight.
Isobel fitz Gilbert
May I suggest a toast based on Gerhard's words:
To Gerhard: "Life is too short."
Reply: “Let's make it special.”
Wade
It is the tradition of my people that when someone passes, the ritual prayer of mourning is one praising the almighty, that in doing so, you are proving the worth and value of the departed by showing how the living are willing to give praise to the almighty on behalf of the one who can no longer do so. Essentially saying, "this person is so honourable and righteous, He can give praise to above, even after death!"
As I am far from Lions Gate and the Barony I once served by oath and blood, I cannot form a minyan, a quorum, of fellow Lions Gaters, of brother and sister Sergeants, of people who knew Gerhard in order to offer prayer on behalf of the departed.
My customs say that for a close relative I am obligated to say the mourner's kaddish on his behalf, that he might enjoy the wonders, splendour, peace and joy of whatever afterlife awaits him. He was a brother in the Sergeantry, a "father figure" in the very best sense of the cliché, and so I ask then, that you join me and give praise to whatever or whomever you believe in, and do so on behalf of Gerhard, as the greatest legacy of this great man is that his unquenchable spirit lives eternally in all those whose lives he has touched with his humour, kindness, and mirth.
I include here my mourner's prayer, to the almighty on Gerhard's behalf. For those not religious I offer no offence, so please take none. I also use a single gender, as is the custom of my people. Again, no offence is meant. I am using the English translation so as not to hide the meaning.
May his great name grow exalted and sanctified, amen.
Yitkadal v'yitkadash shmei rabah, amen
In the world he created as he willed.
V'alma devrah chirutai
May he give reign to his kingship in your lifetimes and in your days,
v'yamlich malchutai, b'chaiyachon oov yomaichon
and in the lifetimes of the entire nation.
Oov chaiyai d'chol bait yisrasel,
Swiftly and soon, amen.
B'agalah, oovizman chariv, v'imru, amen
May His great name be blessed forever and ever.
Y'hay shmei rabah m'vorach, l'alam ul'almai almayah, yitbarach
Blessed, praised, glorified, exalted, extolled,
Yitbarah, v'yishtabah, v'yitpoar, v'yitromam, v'yitnasay
mighty, upraised, and lauded be the Name of the Holy One, Blessed is He,
v'yithadar, v'yithalay, v'yithalal, shmei dekudesha, brich
who beyond any blessing and song,
L'aylah min kol birchatah v'shiratah
praise and consolation that are uttered in this world. Amen.
Tushbichatah v'nechematah, damiran b'almah, v'imru amen.
May there be abundant peace from above,
Y'hay shlamah rabah min shemaiyah,
and life upon us and all the Nation. Amen.
v'Chaim aleinu v'all kol yisrael, v'imru amen.
He who makes peace in his heights,
Oseh shalom bimromav, who y'aseh shalom
may he make peace upon us and all the nation. Amen.
aleinu v'al kol ysrael, v'imru amen.
I am saddened this day, no more so than others, but sad nevertheless. May Amanda's grief be eased, Her memories joyous, and her house filled with love.
In service, in grief,
Mattittiyahu Haim ben Sholom ben Avraham Avinu
aka Mattittiyahu von Mod'in
My Lord,
At times like this I think it appropriate to put aside the nitpickery between the multitude of religions and let our voices ring together. I will stand by you and raise my voice with yours in prayer.
Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam
Diarmuid Ceòlmhor
Good Mattittiyahu,
I stand at your side for this minyan and add my voice to yours. For no prayer for the departed is wrong in any sense of the word. all prayer is of value and is appreciated.
Amen my friend, amen, and my thanks to you for this.
Aaron of the Black Mountains, Order of hospitaliers of St. John of Jerusalem, Monk, Chirurgeon, defender of faith in all it's aspects.
There is no question that Gerhard will be missed. But, in the spirit of the way he lived his life, I would like to suggest that we celebrate his life, instead of shedding only tears at his passing. Let's think of ways to carry on his good deeds, both every day in the SCA, and find other ways to celebrate him at this time.
Perhaps we can continue the story theme by sharing stories about Gerhard, to remember him in life? And these stories can be saved, notated and passed on and on.
Paula K. Wirth
In that thought let us raise a glass in toast ...
To a most extraordinary man, a most extraordinary example and a most extraordinary life...
May he live on forever in our hearts, our dreams and our stories.
Baroness Anne Dame Isabeau
"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."
This was once said in regards to the fallen of the Great War, by his Lord Bishop. But I feel it applies here and now.
Being new to the SCA, I only got to know Gerhard and Amanda just this past year, but even for just that short time, I am truly grateful. For Gerhard's life was not only about his family, but also his friends, as far and wide that they did spread.
Gerhard's friends were the SCA, and he lived for his friends ... and he died for them.
Peace be with you Amanda and your family during this time.
Captain Molly Modine of the Hounslow Heath Cooperative
Since Gerhard loved Clinton, perhaps we could dedicate the next Clinton War to Gerhard in celebration of his life...it it's acceptable to his family.
Cerridwen
My condolences Amanda. He was a good man and will be missed.
Viscount Sir Jerald of Galloway
the blonde man in the back of the grotto, sitting on one of the fastest (and by far the loyalest) steeds in antir, watches the people come in, in ones, in pairs, in groups, and smiles, for this is going to be a party like he has never thrown before...
raising his horn, the man listens, as the good lady speaks...
with a glance to the heavens, the man drinks...
Lord Sylverstone the Traveller
With heavy heart I read you news, and yet I knew this day would come.
T'was hoped it would be forestalled, and time would gently pass him by, and let the season bring joy to him and his.
May we all this day remember what a great man once graced our land. May we all recall with smiles unbound what a joyful laugh and easy smile graced that gentles fair face.
And may we stand in awe of his determination and strength of soul that he did fight this demon off for low these many years, and until there was to great a foe allied against him, did keep them ever at bay. He was a model to us all that face this demon Cancer, and a model to us all that face any foe so powerful and unrelenting. Gerhard was and is the person I would most like to be like, and I wish for many more years of striving for that unattainable star.
My peace and prayers to him and his, my best wishes comfort and joy in shared remembrance.
Huma'i al'Rashid al'Baghdadiyya, cancer patient.
A man I loved died today.
I had thought of many things to say, of what he meant to me, how he had changed my life, and it came down to that ...
A man I loved died today...
Dar
It seems I delayed too long in sending my letter. I wanted to write something to both Gerhard and Amanda to share together, to place in a scrapbook and to let both know how much I appreciate them both. I send this to the Known World, albeit too late for Gerhard to read (although perhaps he's reading over Amanda's shoulder at the computer), I want to express my thoughts.
Dear Sir Gerhard and Mistress Amanda,
It was suggested recently that all those who want to write words to you should address them to both you and Amanda, so you can share them together, you can put them into a scrapbook and keep them to be read later. I agree.
Not only will she probably read them anyway - as good husbands and wives usually have no secrets-but it seems that ‘GerhardAndAmanda’ has long been a single word; inseparable through the many years. When people thought of the Baronial seats in Lions Gate for those 20-odd years (and maybe there is emphasis on "odd") J they thought of ‘GerhardAndAmanda’. When they think of great teachers for Ithra, they think ‘GerhardAndAmanda’. When they think of icons of the SCA, long-time members, holders of nearly every award they have invented (and deservedly so), they think ‘GerhardAndAmanda’. And long after you're both gone, you will still be thought of with warmth, with fondness, and with great admiration and respect.
Gerhard: you are a man of many accomplishments.
When I think of an instructor for Ithra, I can't think of anyone with as many red beads around his neck than you, Gerhard. I've taken more than a dozen classes from you and enjoyed them all immensely. Even subjects that I didn't think I'd like were downright enjoyable due to your instruction.
Your Chivalry & Etiquette class with Amanda was always a popular choice, among newbies and old-timers alike.
When I think of going to court and there is a delay waiting for someone to arrive at Their Majesties' kneeling pillow, I think of you and your "Bunny and Duck" story. Your inventiveness and demeanour are so entertaining! Any time there's a lull in the Lions Gate court, I anticipate the Gerhard Intermission (or Stefano, who also adequately fills the time!).
When I think of fight practices in Lions Gate that I used to go to (many, many, many moons ago), I remember seeing you in the parking lot of the school, stick and shield in hands, doing slow-work with the newbies. You are fantastic as an instructor and never seem to tire of working with entry-level SCAers. I must agree, it's always fun to teach enthusiastic students!
When I think of dancing, I remember you teaching at Ithras or at events without music, singing "dum, da-da-da dum, dum-de-dum." as you went through the steps. In fact, every time I hear, "Oh What a Night" on the oldies radio station, I think of Galliards and how you thought they were so silly (that song has a Galliard beat). I don't know if you still think they're silly, but it was a laugh seeing you dance a Galliard!
When I think of Calligraphy, I think of the first class I took at an Ithra in Shittimwoode--in the cold barns at Sudden Valley--where you taught Beginning Calligraphy. This was my first Ithra and I was HOOKED after that.
When I see guns in the SCA, I'll always be reminded of your collection of rubber band reproductions. The research behind them is admirable, but the craftsmanship is truly a remarkable thing. I think that can be said for all your artistic endeavours from pewter casting to illumination.
And when I think of castles, I am always reminded of the Castles and Fortifications class I took from you. In particular, I remember the privies on the top floors, jutting out from the castle wall, and how you had written an article that was pasted to the inside doors of Clinton's pit toilets back in the early 90s (1993?). I'm sorry to say that it was either too dark or I was in too much of a hurry to get away from the stench to read the article in its entirety. I hope that I can obtain a copy of it sometime.
I have a small collection of pewter cast medallions from wars, events, and Christmas presents over the years. As a person from outside Lions Gate, I always really appreciated receiving these gifts from you. They meant a lot to me. It made me feel as though I was a part of your circle of friends, not just someone you knew from Shittimwoode.
Amanda is a very lucky lady to have had you all these years; you are a gentleman, a true Knight, a man of many trades and skilled at them all. I also consider myself very lucky to have had the pleasure of knowing you and calling you friend-your presence has touched me very deeply and I will love you until the world ends. My life is greater for having known you.
Yours, with much fondness and awe,
Helene de Navarre
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Uilliam mac Allen vhic Seamus
Dear Amanda, My thoughts are with you and your children at this time. I am so very proud of you and what you did for and gave to Gerhard throughout his life and in his last days. You made his inevitable journey bearable by your support for him, by your love and by being there when he needed you.
I hope that you and your children hold on to each other tight, and know that we are all holding you in our hearts at this time.
We loved Gerhard, and we love you.
Magdalen of Frozen Mountain
I think Gerhard would like the humour of this... I know he had a smile on during a bardic I sang this at...
"In Dead Earnest (Lee's Compost Song)," words by Lee Hays (1979),
If I should die before I wake,
All my bone and sinew take
Put me in the compost pile
To decompose me for a while
Worms, water, sun, will have their way,
Returning me to common clay
All that I am will feed the trees
And little fishies in the seas.
When radishes and corn you munch,
You may be having me for lunch
And then excrete me with a grin,
Chortling, "There goes Lee again."
Twill be my happiest destiny
To die and live eternally.
Mimick
Aye, I knew the man and better yet so will others in how I greet and make welcome new people, maintain chivalry both on and off the field, stop to help when able, continue to learn and improve myself, pass the knowledge on to others, in how I smile always to enjoy more and in how I will play the game as he did, will he continue on for me.
Azure said it well in that the best of him is still here: Amanda
Our grief is with you, though none can compare Our memories are fond, though yours are better Our help and assistance are yours for the asking, and in this there is no better!!!!!
Bernadette Ebhili'n A'rd
Greetings My Lady,
I would think that a memorial on or near the first date of Gerhard’s first event would be a most wonderful idea. One Idea that I thought of...during bardics or courts, let us raise a glass. To a man that the worse I can say of is ... I wish I were more like him.
Many of us cannot come to Canada to celebrate his life, but I honour the thought of an end date in remembrance in public, though not in our hearts.
My thought is this: Let each branch as it gathers in its winter/spring event, gather a glass in remembrance to a man that gave us an understanding of what being a Baron meant.
I believe whole heartedly as a merchant: We hear all the gossip, I never heard a remark as to Gerhard or Amanda, that in a life of hearing, that if you want to make a profit from the SCA...be a baron/ess not a merchant. Gerhard and his lady, among a few treasured few, never took advantage of their position to better themselves, either by politics or profit. That is where I come from.
Let us not have an end date by date...but as we as branches come together at an event...just once, let us celebrate his memory, in court or bardic.
Let it be known...I was not a close friend of Master Gerhard, but I know what I saw of the man.
Let us be gentle with his lady and remember his wishes and his joy in the SCA.
Just my thoughts on a good man,
HLS Bob of Boars Tusk
A lot of great men in the SCA are great only by courtesy, but he was one who was truly great in fact. I shall miss him and wish his shade Good Passing.
YIS Iagoba
We have all lost a great friend. The only words that I can think off to add to the chorus are those that are recited at the Cenotaph on the 11th of November "At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we will remember them."
A great Warrior has passed from us, and his like shall never be seen again in our lifetime. And my prayers are added to the prayers of all faiths and communities for his soul/spirit to find eternal rest. (at least when he is not organising the next event in that realm! Perhaps finally he will be able to autocrat a event without it raining! :-) )
In sadness
HL Sgt. Yeoman Gallant Colin Mackay of Balmaghie
Yesterday, driving home from work, while being nearly blown off the freeway between Abbotsford and Chilliwack by the incredibly strong winds and rain, the main thing that kept coming up in my mind, in relation to Gerhard's poor luck in having almost every event he autocratted having bad weather:
"He must be autocratting one HECK of an event up there."
- -)
Dougal MAcLaomuinn
M'Lord, I respectfully beg to differ. This noble man, whose passing has saddened all, does leave a legacy to stand for all look up to. As a beacon, his example will shine for those of An Tir and beyond to strive for, that they may do their best and better. Therefore, mourn not too deeply, for while his step will no longer be heard upon these shores, I have little doubt that his like WILL be seen again, and we will have him to thank for it.
In service, Vilda Leusch
{Rowan steps shyly forward}
In some way, his likes do live on.
In me.
I wouldn't have been half ... no, *any* part of the Baroness I was and Peer I've become if it hadn't been for the example and tutelage of Gerhard and His Lady Wife, Baroness Amanda. We used to joke 'way back 'When Rocks Were Soft' about their 'Baroness 101 classes' – those planned and impromptu moments and meetings when either or both would try and help me struggle through figuring out just what it meant to guide and rule.
Please remember, I became active locally [In An Tir] around '78-79 [even though I'd found the SCA much earlier than that, I didn't do much], was selected by Branch and Crown to become Founding Baroness in 1982 [I think or late 81] and stepped up in 1983. A relative newbie in a lot of ways. If it hadn't been for folks like Gerhard and Amanda, Graf Berek and Grafina Liesel, Master Draggi, Master Friar William and others who I can't all put together in my brain right now [sorry I've never said thanks until now folks] I don't know if I would have survived as well as I did. They taught and showed me the way it could be: the 'Way of Rulership' and 'What a Peer Should Be' by their word and actions.
A tremendous amount of who and what I am today - both inside the Society and out - is based on their teachings and guidance.
And not just me, but countless others who had the honour and privilege of that experience.
And by that legacy do people live forever.
Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see my mother and my sisters and my brothers.
Lo, do I see the line of my people back to beginning.
Lo, do they call to me.
They bid me take my place among them in the halls of Valhalla ...
Where the brave … shall live......
Forever.
"13th Warrior"
Rowan
As one who met Sir Gerhard only once, I would love to hear stories of this great man. Yes...with only one meeting, he made a huge impact.
My own story is very brief, but makes me smile. I met him at some event or another this past summer. I don't remember which. My husband stopped him as Gerhard was going one direction and the two of us, in another. Thomas wanted to introduce me to this man. Gerhard smiled upon learning that Thomas and I had been married, and congratulated Thomas.
Me?
I got a wink, a smile and condolences.
Aine
Others have written original and moving praises already. The best we can do is a filk or two...
To the tune of ‘Candle in the Wind’ By Elton John
Goodbye Kendal Rose,
May you ever grow in our hearts.
You were the Baron who placed yourself
Where others came apart.
You called out to our kingdom,
And you taught all those mundane.
Now you belong to heaven,
And the stars spell out your name
And it seems to me you lived your life,
Like a candle in the wind.
Never fading with the sunset,
When your rain set in.
And your footsteps will always fall here,
Along An Tir's greenest hills.
Your candle's burned out long before,
Your legend ever will.
Laughter that we've lost,
These empty days without your smile.
This torch we'll always carry,
For our kingdom's Golden Lion.
And even though we try,
The truth brings us to tears.
All our words cannot express,
The joy you brought us through the years.
And it seems to me you lived your life,
Like a candle in the wind.
Never fading with the sunset,
When your rain set in.
And your footsteps will always fall here,
Along An Tir's greenest hills.
Your candle's burned out long before,
Your legend ever will.
Goodbye Tir Righ's Rose,
May you ever grow in our hearts.
You were the Lord that spent himself,
In bringing joy to his Lady.
Goodbye An Tir's Rose,
From a kingdom lost without your soul.
Who'll miss the shield of your compassion,
More than you'll ever know.
And it seems to me you lived your life,
Like a candle in the wind.
Never fading with the sunset,
When your rain set in.
Lady Yolanda de Guelph and Aeric the Penalt of Cumberland
I raise a drink to my dear departed friend, you worked beside me at Clinton, we laughed and you gave me good advice, I will truly miss you. I had the privilege of saying farewell to Gerhard at this last Baroness Tourney, I asked if he would be my inspiration to fight at Clinton War this year, he smiled and agreed and we embraced. I will be ever aware of you my friend ... thanks for the fun and I will dance with you once more on the other side ... Amanda and family, my thoughts and heart are with you all. He will always be remarkable.
Much love HL Josephine Blackthorn
It is with great sadness today that we write. Our hearts go out to Amanda and Gerhard's family as they move through this most difficult of times.
Now is a time for the Barony of Lions Gate to draw together and remember him with love and to support those who so greatly feel his loss.
Let us take time to be happy, think about the great memories he gave us and remember what he always said,
"Have fun."
-- Harold Devin of Waltham Aurora Argentius Baron of Lions Gate, An Tir Baroness of Lions Gate, An Tir
Gerhard
Every once in a while a great man steps upon this earth and the ripples of his impact roll far and wide, but even so the ripples may fade, his footprint remains.
His mind speaks in a loud and clear voice and reaches many.
The echoes of that voice may fade, but the memory remains.
I am glad that I had the privilege to call such a man ‘Friend'.
HL Ciaran 'Moonhawk' Stonebreaker HL Cerridwen Ravenhawk
Unto my friends,
I originally posted something similar to this on the Lionsdale Forum but with Gerhard's passing this missive has taken on a new life. I know you may think to yourself "Another post?". I invite you to read on & imagine that I'm beside you reading this with a zeal that will make winds envy.
My thanks in advance,
Honour. Chivalry. Strength. Courage.
All of these virtues are what we, as gentles in this great Kingdom, strive to achieve. There is a man whom we all know, either by reputation or personally, that we admire, respect, and love because he emulates all of the above characteristics and more.
Baron Master Sir Gerhard Kendal will ALWAYS be a legend in my heart, my spirit, & in my pursuit to be a gentleman of this realm. My life IS, not was, IS, truly & deeply enriched by this man’s deeds & achievements.
It is easy to grieve, to mourn, to be saddened by the mere thought that our Kingdom should experience the loss of this talented gentle. I, personally, strive to walk the less travelled path. I will embrace what Gerhard Kendal has given and brought to our Society and not be overly burdened by this news. This choice I make is not because my admiration of him is lessened, it because I am a better man for knowing him. I carve this path as I have blazed through all adversity in my life but now with a greater fervour enriched by his insight & understanding.
I am a better man because of the memories I have of Gerhard. I am a better man because of the support, gentility, understanding, and guiding hand that he has bestowed not only upon myself, but to each one of us.
Along this path that I travel I will experience many challenges. And I will give my all to grow to be a better man than I am & follow the shining example that Gerhard has left us. His goodness will be the light I utilize to face any challenge I may brave in the darkness of this road.
I am strengthened because I know Gerhard Kendal. Yes, I said _I know_ him because his voice will forever echo in my heart for it possesses the strength of a battle-cry coupled with the grace of an orchestra. I am deeply inspired by his character and I am enriched by his compassion. If I were to achieve half of what he has in the Society then I would surely be a lucky, fortunate, and a truly blessed gentle indeed.
Gerhard Kendal, I salute you. More importantly, I thank you. I thank you for showing one of your subjects the guidance to be one of your comrades at arms, your servant, your warrior, and.....your friend.
Forever in mine heart as I toast to your glory, Humbly I remain, Pierce O'Briain
There’s a lot to say and not enough time, or paper to write it all down.
Briefly, Gerhard and Amanda were two of the first people I met in the Society many years back now. I took a long time to swear personal fealty to anyone, it is a thing I do not do lightly at any time, I was raised my word is my bond, (my Irish father echoing in my head). Quite a few years back, I asked Amanda and Gerhard if I could swear personal fealty to them as Amanda and Gerhard Kendal of Westmoreland, not as the Baron and Baroness of Lions Gate in those days. They accepted, and it was a joyous day for me. One of the lines of my fealty and theirs was "until the world ends, or they no longer play." Well I know my friend, my mentor, "my boss" is still playing, just in a different place. They both are dear friends, more like my family really... They both enrich, encourage, and make my time in the SCA enjoyable, exciting and fun.
Gerhard always seem to have answers to my questions, problems I needed solved, and time just to say hi, and give and receive a hug. I will miss him greatly, but you know I had council tonight, and like I said, he's standing over my shoulder, ready to give me the nudge when something isn't right.
My boss, Gerhard is missed, by all who loved him, but you know I have this feeling he is saving us all chairs in a cosmic lounge.
In Service to what the Dream Should Be Baroness Padraigin O'Bhuadhaig
Good gentles all :
I add another filk to the honour of Gerhard's memory.
This is a slight re-make of the Clinton War Song (The Sounds of Violence - sung to the tune of Sounds of Silence of course)
I believe the original to be by Baron Master Thorvald Grimson and with just slight modifications it sounded so much like the happy hunting grounds, Valhalla, paradise, heaven, or by whatever terms you personally believe in the afterlife, I thought it an appropriate song to post....
I will write here what I can come up with and ask your help for more verses or modifications to my thoughts to make it even better....
Goodbye Gerhard my old friend
We hope to fight with you again
Within a meadow of forest green
Beside the gurgling of a mountain stream
To the tramping, marching feet of men
We will again,
Begin the sounds of violence
In ordered ranks we'll march along
Through the fields of grass and stone
Behind our lights who'll know full well their craft
Who'll turn the skies into a hail of shafts
When your vision will be stabbed by the arrow's flight
To sap your might,
Within the sounds of violence
And Behind the heavies We'll roar
A score of Heavies, maybe more
Fighters will slay without heeding
Fighters will dye without bleeding
Fighters will rise up to slay and slay some more
Amid no gore,
A peaceful scene of violence
Shield walls will stand toe to toe
Fighters will trade blow for blow
I'll put on armour that I might hit you
You'll take up arms that you might hit too,
And with our swords, we will make the thunderclouds ring
Echoing the peaceful sounds of violence
And when the battle lust is gone,
We will drink and dance 'til dawn
Then we'll raise another glass of cheer
And vow to slay and die again next year
And the mountains will slumber once again
For they remain,
To echo the peaceful sounds of violence
In honour of a truly great man and in who's footsteps I hope I am worthy to walk.
Alastair the Eastern Traveller
I mourn because I don't have him around.
Then I think, I'm stupid - he's still here - in all the people who knew and loved him.
So I vow -
I will treat his friends and family, all of us, better. I will give them the love he can't. I will tell stories about him, and about what he taught. I will teach, for the joy of teaching. I will remember - Life is Too Short. Do something you love.
Meresigha
Gerhard is dead. Long live Gerhard!! - in our hearts and minds; in our words and our actions!
Stephen of Hunmanby JdL
Back when I was first doing stuff in the society, I was also spending far too much time downtown dealing with CPS doggy doo trying to not loose custody of my daughter. On one of those days, I was in a deep funk and wasn't too happy. I think I had spent the lunch hour at the library because I remember walking along Georgia.
A man in jeans, scruffy jacket and an "Australian" style hat was walking towards me. I wasn't really caring about who I was passing because I had had a horrid morning and was deeply upset and had spent most of my lunch crying. As the man got within earshot, he did a little half bow and said "good day my lady" and continued on without breaking stride.
It was half a block later when I realized that it was His Excellency... I called out to him, he turned, waved, and carried on. I _think_ I remember him saying that he was late for a return to his jobsite/set, but most of that day was a blur. I do remember the feeling of happiness that came over me for the remainder of my lunch period before I had to go back to court. I was still very new to the society and to have _The Baron_ recognize me on the street when I hadn't recognized him was a thrill. I don't think he realized how his little bit of courtesy made that day a little bit easier for me.
I'm crying now...
There was a second time where he did something sweet. I have a limp that comes from many falls, car accidents and birthing two children. My one hip is not as sure as it was when I was a young teenager. It occasionally causes me to fall on my arse. I had decided to wear this awful golden - ok orange - velvet dress to a newcomers. I was still trying to figure out my period and was playing with colours, styles and fabrics.
It was long - too long. I should have cut three feet off the bottom so I wouldn't be spending the entire day and night trying to keep the skirt from my feet. And, of course, I slipped and landed on my pride in a cloud of skirt. I was more dazed and shocked than hurt. The first lord to reach me to help me up was Gerhard. And he refused to let me get up myself.
Then, I think I was the poor lady at another court that had a swirl of skirts around me and he described how a good gentle offers a lady help with getting up from kneeling because those skirts can and do get in the way - even though I had refused the help...
As I said.. 'Twas the little things he did...
Lady Mimick - Lady Yolanda de Guelph
Hi,
I also think that we can give folks the love and respect we might want to show Gerhard by giving to others who are still with us now.
I know I can't visit my Grandmother the way I'd like to because she's in Calgary and I'm here on the coast and can't afford to travel and the phone just isn't an option for her even with the low rates that exist now. So I wait with extra patience when I'm in line at the bank or grocery store if a person is having problems with a transaction. I hope that perhaps someone in Calgary might be doing the same for my Grandma. I'll take an extra few minutes sometimes if I can spare them for someone who's lonely and just needs someone to listen. Even if I'm rushed I can often squeeze in at least a couple minutes or enough time to politely say I'm in a hurry.
It is good to take that time for people, to do things for people who aren't here now perhaps. To pass some love on to others, not necessarily even to close friends or relatives, but to just people.
I hope that as people might remember small stories about Gerhard and what he did and taught they might jot down a note or two so that when a chance comes to share they might come to light.
For most of us, in a way he is still as there as before. For most of us if we would not have heard the announcement would still see him in our minds as if he were still with us. But in our hearts now with knowledge we know there is a difference. We know. We miss him when we think of him and perhaps are thinking of Gerhard at the moment more than we have for a while. I think perhaps it is a normal rite of passage. A part of missing someone.
I can escape into life and do things to keep busy and productive. Teaching, doing projects, working, caring for those I love, making sure I take care of my health, doing things I enjoy, are all things to escape with.
It's not as easy for others I suspect, whose lives are more connected with Gerhard. Remember to seek out your friends, to seek out those hugs, sometimes to do those "keep busy" things that keep mind busy as well as hands, and sometimes take time to think.
My thoughts and prayers go out to those who are left behind and worry about how they are dealing with things. I might get a little sad and shed the occasional tear, no problem.
Be well.
Peace, Wade
So, I'm doing some of my Christmas Shopping this week. Stocking stuffers and the like (they take the longest, eh?). And of course, Gerhard's passing is on my mind, as it was just too familiar, both in what and how as well as when (time of year) when my own father passed away.
So, things we've noted here on the lists stayed in my mind. Especially the oft repeated quote(s): "Life is short. Laugh More/Do More/whatever."
So imagine my.....interest when I see in a number of stores here in Victoria that have a T-shirt that says:
"Life is Short. Laugh Harder."
Lord Erasmus the Traveller
I think that a lot of times we are surrounded by such things and don't notice until something in our life experience demands that we pay attention to them.
Then again, this could be the Twilight Zone.... ;)
Arlys
Greetings one and all,
I rarely post, but reading just now of Gerhard's passing, I was moved to recall our first meeting. It was at the Baroness' Birthday celebration of 1989, and I was nineteen. I was, after years of urging at Brianna's behest, attending that event, and it was my first SCA experience.
In borrowed garb and with extreme shyness, I went to the church hall in Port Moody with Brianna and another friend, then known as Louvaine. In the hue and cry that met me at the front entrance, I didn't know where to turn. Brianna took me by the hand and led me through the noise and crowd to where stood a great tall man with a wonderful voice and a leonine mane of white hair.
I curtseyed and murmured greetings to him, and to his lady Amanda, who gave me one of the kindest smiles I have ever seen.
"New to the fray? " asked the Baron, smiling down at my small self.
"Yes, my lord, and a little overwhelmed at present." My voice was probably shaking.
He looked at Brianna, smiling hugely just beside me.
"Take care of her, then," he said." and above all, make sure she has fun!"
Brianna promised.
I thanked him.
"Life is short," he said, laughing, "enjoy it now."
It's been my mantra ever since. I spent about a year in Lions Gate, and through that year Gerhard always spared a kind word and a smile for me whenever we met.
A kind man with a good heart is a treasure for everyone he meets, and he will never be forgotten by,
Kari, formerly Bronwen Small and Dark of Lions Gate
Un-accustomed as he was to public speaking, his public loved him.
Lady Bridghid ni Liam, sad wanderer in a land far away
I find so very many things about this man that I treasure. Where to begin? With attending my very first Clinton and watching him do his famous or infamous auction? Watching him try and figure out what this large white piece of clothing was and finally deciding this large bra was nightcaps for Siamese twins was one of the reasons I joined the SCA in the first place. With having him come to my pavilion on merchant row years later and offer to liberate two of the blue captives I had under my bed (Kokanee beer)? With attending so very many Ithra classes taught by him? With watching him autocrat one battle at 3yc and watching it rain and him laugh? With all the fun and joy that he brought me through the many years? No…not those. Where do I think of you Gerhard? I think of you dieing. Dieing and still taking the time to reassure me that the disease I have is not so bad, and if it comes to it’s very worst, that is not so bad either. That I can live with a colostomy bag for you did. For taking the time even as you were dieing to think of me and bring books to me about this to the last event you went to. To care.
I sit here crying and I think of you and I miss you. You have humbled me and impressed me and enriched my life. Thank you.
I Love you.
Genevieve
Unto the People of Tir Righ and An Tir,
Today An Tir pushes on without the guidance of one of its Lions. The second Lion has gone to join the ethereal pride. However, it is a pride that has left us with a worthy crew to continue our journey, due in no small part to the efforts of Baron Sir Master Gerhard Kendal of Westmoreland.
Gerhard walked among us as a font of natural and inexhaustible energy. Never was there a moment so dire that Gerhard could not manage to smile, raise those eyebrows and convince you against all logic that everything was going to be fine. Even in the heat of great debates, Gerhard knew that life was about living and being passionate about what you could do. He inspired countless people to grow, learn and live the medieval life.
Voices have rung out across the Laurel Kingdoms as people have raised their glasses high in remembrance of this great man. We add Our voices and glasses to the chorus in honour of his life, his deeds and his memory. Our hearts are with Gerhard's family and all who remember this great man's accomplishments and love of life.
To Gerhard, may your journey continue to be fun.
Ulf Prince Tir Righ An Tir
Celdae Amira Tir Righ An Tir
I was just thinking on this... As to the reaction Gerhard's had of Heaven and Heaven of him....
Picture if you will this, our beloved Baron, risen from his mortal coil, in full court garb of course. He strides through the Pearly Gates(tm) and into the court of Heaven itself.
Where, the Big Guy(tm) is sitting on his Big Guy Throne(tm). His excellency approaches, bows and says, "Greetings, my Lord."
In reply, his Boominess says, "Greetings. I am the King of Heaven(tm)."
Gerhard, not missing a step, replies: "That's a large kingdom. Is the crown tourney double or single elimination?"
Knowing Gerhard, I have no doubt this has happened. And it would explain the weather recently....
Can't you just see the names on _that_ list? God, Thor, Jesus, Michael the Archangel (he's always up for a good scrap), Mars, Ares, Joan of Arc, Spartacus, King Arthur..... The mind boggles!
Aeric
I spent too long considering what to say.
The best thing Gerhard brought to the society that inspired me (and still does), is
Amanda.
Amanda is the shining star that remains while Gerhard is now a shining star above.
I will always be here for you and yours, Amanda. I mourn this passing of your divine inspiration.
azure m al khabeelah bint Macgregor
What wonders when the fallen are gone, for those we have cherished no longer roam at our sides. When they leave us it’s only then that we realize the lasting they give us. For their strength is there when we need it and we give them ours when they seek it.
When the dark horses carrying the longed into the long nights rest come to a stop an extra moment should pass for a Kendal Baron of and Baron still in the hearts of many a Lions Gater. Hurrah to a life well spent and life longed by many others. For the tributes of today are the legends of morrow. For now we seek his name as a source of wonder. A pride shall fall on those who know him and a source of mystery to those who shall hear of him.
Many will come and many shall still leave but sad as it be true the horses come to take Fair Kendall. One stop they make but long they last for laughter and joyousness will meet them one and all. The riders will ask what keeps him for a life long lived can’t be stopped in one short moment of passing. For to foil with you he will cry or a tip of an ale he will serve for one thing just to get one more word or one more wonder. For only that Kendall will know for sure as he looks back with a glee he knows its time but can’t he wait one last look is all he seeks.
Ours will be the look back at him, not knowing but his smile. For he will inspire us on a battlefield yet, or a bar scowl to be, a course of Ithra needing a teacher come on all be like our long lost Kendall.
Words will say nothing our actions will make him live long and larger than he could ever this life. One action will legend make and one legend we keep. Lest the tears flow now, yes sad and true. He called out his coming passing for us to know that his time was so fleeting. Welcome life one day at a time sure enough for to have known him made it so much more loving.
Remember one thing, not his smile, not those of his kin needing loving, not his eagerness with rubber bands, political intrigues or brashness as a bartender. Just remember the legacy and you will honour him for when the horses take him on he will live in each and every other as a legend to those who hear of him and as a peer to those who did.
Lost he may be to this world in our thoughts he lives, in our hearts he lives and to his kin he lives through.
The Other Angus
At 12th night I submitted my paperwork and at Ursalmas I was confirmed as a senior heavy combat marshal. My paperwork had been complete by the end of Clinton War but I had only a few months left on my membership so I waited until the next event after my renewal to submit the promotion form to the Kingdom Earl Marshal.
I regret not having done this sooner as I would truly have liked to share my accomplishment with the person who made it possible and who I hold in the deepest respect.
I want to thank him for the respect and kindness he showed me in matters relating to the SCA and for putting up with my star struck questions about some of my favourite TV shows and movies that he had been a part of.
If he can hear my thoughts I want too thank him for being a very special person and the best example of what a Knight and Baron should be.
Thank You Baron Gerhard and Godspeed.
Sincerely
Lord Marius do Parthia Senior Marshal Antir
Gerhard's name has been entered on the Scroll of Honor - An Tir Remembers.