This post is inspired by and in memory of a remarkable man, whose very image gives me warmth and a smile. Edmund
Brelsford passed away a few days ago, leaving a very empty space in our universe.
For beautiful Edmund and his beautiful family:
When I served as development director at the small, precious Grammar School in Putney, Vermont, a humble man with a beaming smile would casually walk
over to me during the annual holiday concert. His connection to the School dated to its origins as he had helped start and support the school, serving on its board, and sent all of his children there. And now he was there to see his grandchildren. His loving wife by his side, he would eye me from across the room and quietly glide across the floor. His eyes meeting mine,
he would reach out his hand, and, in a most avuncular manner, slip me five crisp twenty-dollar bills. “For the school’s annual fund. Good work. Good work.” He whispered with a grin, face radiant with warmth.. And he would glide away.
His glowing visage was infectious in the most wonderful way. Edmund was, in true form, a Renaissance Man with a worldly talent that knew no bounds. Schooled around the globe, fluent in many languages, he was a professor, master musician, mentor, ski and bicycle racer, right up to the Senior Mens Master Class Division into his 80’s, and would proudly support The Grammar School’s Medieval Faire by showing up in period-perfect costume playing a lute. He loved his family and his community deeply.
The funny thing about Edmund’s passing is this: I did not know him that well. While I am sure he had his share of struggles and obstacles, as we all do, he emanated joy and life. I felt like knew him. I always wanted to know more. He had that magic. I will miss him and I know his loss will leave, at least for the moment, many glasses empty altogether. His lasting spirit will undoubtedly fill them up again…to the brim, over the brim. Thank you Edmund. Thank you Brelsford Family.