Thomas of St Brenden's
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A Memorial for Lord Thomas of St. Brenden's will be held on Saturday, January 9, at 2pm. It will be at the Sportsman's Club, 10645 N Lanes Rd, Fresno, CA 93730. The family has requested that we all come in garb. No flowers, no contributions - please bring a dish for a potluck afternoon, photos and stories. SCA folk are welcome to wear regalia, but you might have to check your weapons at the door.
Death
Lord Thomas was one of the people killed in the helicopter crash near Fresno 1/5/2010. Article: Chopper crashes in remote Calif. forest
Memories
- Please feel free to leave your memories of Thomas. If you cannot edit the wiki, please feel free to email your memories to jsilvertoppe@kimiko1.com, and I will add them here. -Joan
From Chandra Devi Kali Ma / Raven
My dear friends I am so sorry to hear of this painful and deep loss. All anyone could say of Thomas is what a sweet, sweet man he is. I know we will all miss him very much. To all of you closer to Thomas then I, I send you my deepest heart felt sympathy.
From Sabotia of Nordwache
Poem dedicated to Thomas of St. Brendan
- There is another sky, Ever serene and fair,
- And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there;
- Never mind faded forests, Thomas, Never mind silent fields;
- Here is a little forest, Whose leaf is ever green,
- Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been,
- In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum;
- Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come!
- ~ There is another sky, by Emily Dickison
He will be truly missed, Thomas was a good friend to myself and Marc (Lorcan)
From Conor de Carlton
Today I have been telling people I work with about the loss Tom' parents and our Barony has suffered. I kept trying to describe Tom, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Then it hit me. Tom was a Boy Scout. Not in the derogatory, put down kind of way, but in the way it is meant to be. Thomas not only embraced all the ideals of the Scouts, he displayed them on a daily basis. I never saw him without a cheerfulness all his own, and he spread it whenever he could. He never hesitated to help someone that needed it, and was the kind of man that would stick by you and his word. We were not close friends, but he had an easy way about him that made me feel as if we had known each other for years. I will miss him, I will miss that crazy grin he would give just before we charged the shield wall, I will miss his conversations, I will miss his food, I will miss all the things that made him Thomas, I will just plain miss him.
My wife joins me in sending all our best thoughts and condolences to his family and to those in our extended family that were closer to him. I know how we feel and can only imagine the loss you feel.
- For Honor
- For Glory
- For Thomas
{Note: Thomas was made an Eagle Scout in 1997.}
From Cyra
My condolences to his family and friends. I did not know him well, but he struck me as incredibly knowledgeable and generous in sharing what he knew. My son and I won't forget him.
From Joan Silvertoppe
To me, he was the master of baklava, as that was the first incredible pastry of his I enjoyed. He was good at all sorts of baking, and shared his knowledge of how to make them right. He was also into making cordials, tho I never tried it. And he was a fighter, a really good fighter from what I saw, and yet he was not one to brag of any of his skills, or come across as a "fighter type", which is why I think of him as a baker more than a fighter. Although more often than not he was in armor, or wearing his basket pack of stuff. He was a good gentle man, a good friend to all he knew, and he will be sorely missed.
Rest in Peace gentle knight.
From Albrecht Zum Walchensee
I remember him in the kitchen at Francisc's place, teaching us how to make baklava. Later this week I'm going to make baklava.
I remember him bringing bread to the feasts. Pies, cakes. If it was baked, it seemed, he could make it.