A Very Heavy Heart

It is with a heavy heart that I write this, to tell you of the passing over the Rainbow Bridge of Jason Cope, Founder and Godhi of Gyrfalcon Hall, Oathed Kinsman of the Kindred of Ravenswood, on Friggas Day, the 22nd of Hunting, 2254 RE. He was 39.

His strength amazed us, his mirth delighted us, his lore inspired us, and his devotion to the Gods of the North, and especially to Thor, was legendary. He will be sorely missed.

Jason was a masterful high school English teacher and avid medievalist - the photo at left was taken at the Bristol Ren Faire, where he went by the name of Ulfgrim the Berserk. His antics - wearing his armor to school, for example, delighted and amazed his students, many of who picked up his fondness for recreating the past, and joined him in the NW Indiana Medieval Society.

Out of the classroom, and away from the Ren Faires, Jason took his troth to our gods and goddesses very seriously indeed, composing several fine blots, notably to Freyr and to Thor, with whom he had a special relationship. The physical distance between us had forced him to form his own hall, separate from Ravenswood, but we still considered him kin, and our godhi will deliver the services Tuesday for his family and friends.

I would ask those who honor the Shining Gods and Goddesses of Our Folk to raise a horn to the memory of Jason, my kinsman and my friend.

 

Cattle die, kinsmen die,
one day you die yourself;
I know one thing that never dies-
the dead man's reputation.
-- Havamal 76

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