And nothing can we call our own but death
And that small model of the barren earth
Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings.

King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Smart, funny, kind-hearted people who I love so much are not supposed to die. So I try to imagine you, wearing a Red Sox t-shirt, doing all the things you love, and feeling frustrated that everyone would make such a fuss over you. We will take care of everyone you love and those who love you while you’re gone. Gerry, I will love and miss you forever. That’s all I know to say.

Gyrth Oldcastle of Ravenspur
King of the East (1977-8)
Order of the Chivalry 8/12/1978
King of Atlantia (1982-3)
Order of the Pelican 9/12/1992
Order of the Laurel 8/16/1996

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