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It was August 2002. I was at Lughnasadh, hosted by the Shire of Loch Ruadh. I was 19 years old and called into morning court. This man who was larger than life gave me my AoA, my first ever award after starting when I was a month shy of 16. As the herald was reading my scroll I meekly looked up to him and whispered "but my father isn't here." He looked up to the crowd and saw that my Dad, Sean, wasn't there. He whispered to me "We'll do it again in evening court." <BR> | It was August 2002. I was at Lughnasadh, hosted by the Shire of Loch Ruadh. I was 19 years old and called into morning court. This man who was larger than life gave me my AoA, my first ever award after starting when I was a month shy of 16. As the herald was reading my scroll I meekly looked up to him and whispered "but my father isn't here." He looked up to the crowd and saw that my Dad, Sean, wasn't there. He whispered to me "We'll do it again in evening court." <BR> | ||
Revision as of 18:51, 16 October 2024
Photo by Briony Blaaslagen
Ceara inghean mhic an Ghabhann
It was August 2002. I was at Lughnasadh, hosted by the Shire of Loch Ruadh. I was 19 years old and called into morning court. This man who was larger than life gave me my AoA, my first ever award after starting when I was a month shy of 16. As the herald was reading my scroll I meekly looked up to him and whispered "but my father isn't here." He looked up to the crowd and saw that my Dad, Sean, wasn't there. He whispered to me "We'll do it again in evening court."
So again, I was called into evening court to receive my AoA, and my father was so very proud of me. I realize now that I just wanted to see that smile of pride on his face, since he wasn't really around in my life to see it with school or my other achievements. We only really connected through the SCA, and I believe that's the only reason I stuck around in this game. He passed away in 2012.
Patrick Michael allowed me to have that moment, and I'll be eternally grateful. That kind of character stayed with me forever, the kindness he showed to that little girl.
May he find everlasting peace, and may his memory be a blessing to his family.
Biatrichi Canzoniere
I just heard of the passing of Duke Patrick Michael. He and Julia were instrumental in me joining and staying in the SCA. They always showed me hospitality and treated me with kindness. I made Coronation clothes for them and helped in their entourage. Julia even helped me get a job when I needed one and was a sounding board when I needed one. I will miss him but I miss them both. As a peer, I try to pass that love along. We all should. RIP Pat Mike.
Jean-Paul de Sens
I will attempt to write better words later, but the short version is I miss, and will continue to miss, his Grace, Duke Patrick Michael.
His personal influence to me, and his influence on the Kingdom he loved, are not a thing that can be easily put into words.
The time and energy he invested in me and others is greatly appreciated, and will attempt to continue to pay it forward.
