| Life
is ironical, isn't it?
August
15th marked the diamond Jubilee of Gerry's Religion Profession, sixty years
of commitment as a Patrician Brother, and a great celebration it was. Today,
17 days later, we gather to mark the end of Gerry's life as we know it
and his entry into eternal life.
Patrick
Joseph Egan was born on August 11th, 1923, the son of Patrick and Mary
Egan of Rosenallis, County Laois, Ireland. He had two brothers, Dick, who
is married and lives in Rosenallis - John (Brother Enda), who died in Narellan
in November, 1994 - and Sheila, his sister who is with us today.
Gerry
began his training as a Patrician Brother in 1937. He made his first profession
of vows in 1940.
St
Thomas Aquinas tells us that to make a vow is an act of radical generosity
because one gives in a single moment a life which is to be lived successively
through time. Gerry did this exceptionally well for the next 60 years.
The strength of Gerry's relationship with God is what carried him through
those years.
Gerry's
teaching career began in 1944. I am told that, at this time, he, as "head
scholastic", taught Basil Downey - that in itself earned him his eternal
reward! After a five year stint in Mallow, County Cork, he arrived with
Basil Downey and Cronan O'Meara in Australia on the 12th October, 1949.
Gerry's
postings over the years began in Mt Carmel, Waterloo, where he developed
his love of rugby league, especially South Sydney, and his political leanings
which were a source of constant discussion within community.
He
also spent time in Granville, Holy Cross Ryde, and Liverpool, where he
spent the best part of thirty years. It is fitting that Gerry is being
farewelled from here.
Gerry's
time in school was marked by a quiet determination. He was never one to
seek the limelight, yet his classroom and his school were very efficiently
run. Those who worked with him respected him greatly, those he taught also
respected and loved him.
Within
community, Gerry also excelled. He was a man of kindness, great hospitality,
a great listener - a stirrer when he barracked against the Aussies when
the cricket was on.
He
was a man who enjoyed the company of his Brothers and looked forward to
the card nights with good friends when his famous "jar of money" was brought
out of his room. You might even have been lucky to have been allowed to
"borrow" some, as long as you left behind your winnings.
Gerry
found his transfer from Liverpool at the beginning of this year the hardest
in his life, yet he accepted it in his usual quiet way. He found in his
new community at Fairfield a great welcome and friendship. It is here that
I would like to thank the Brothers - Charles (community leader), Bernard,
Richard, Joseph, Michael, and Domenic - for that care and concern which
made the transition easier. Thank you for all for everything you did for
Gerry in his last days.
Gerry
leaves within both his blood family and his Religious family, a huge gap.
His sudden death makes it all that harder to come to grips with.
We
gather today in sadness, but we all know, within out hearts, assured by
our faith, that Gerry now rests with his God. We therefore celebrate today
a life lived fully committed to others. We celebrate a man we loved and
respected, a man we are proud to call "Brother", a truly great Patrician.
May
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With
sister Sheila (centre) and friend Breada
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Gerry's
Silver Jubilee Cake
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Gerry,
a very proud
Liverpool
Principal (c.1964)
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With good friend Basil Downey
at a Conference (c.1967)
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Gerry
being laid to rest with other
Patricians
at Kemps Creek
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