Lisa Vogt's Introductions
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Lisa Vogt acted as the MC for Erich's Celebration of Life on March 8, 2014, at the Sage Bistro on the UBC campus. Her opening remarks and introductions of the other speakers are all grouped together here; her concluding remarks follow the others' tributes to Erich.
Opening Remarks and introduction of Ewart Blackmore
On behalf of my sister, my brothers and our extended families, I welcome you here this afternoon. One of my father’s gifts was in bringing people together. He would therefore have been tremendously pleased by your joining us here this afternoon. We have planned a simple celebration. You will hear four speakers and a few remembrances, and when last words are spoken, we invite you all to stay and share a glass of wine with friends, colleagues and family. As many of you know, my father was a scientist who lived life large, and with purpose. He became a scientist because, as a small boy, standing on a wide prairie, he looked skyward at the geese flying overhead... with wonder. He was not a religious man. But the world was a place of wonder for him. Our first speaker is one of Dad’s colleagues, Ewart Blackmore, who is a senior research scientist and one of the founding members of TRIUMF... he’s also someone who worked with Dad for over 40 years. Ewart knows something about Big Science and Dad’s role at TRIUMF and in the science community.
See Ewart Blackmore's tribute to Erich.
Introduction of Eric Vogt
As a grandfather, Dad played an influential role with his 16 grandchildren. He was always happiest in front of a classroom... or when he was showing his world to his grandchildren. His grandson Eric, the fish whisperer, has some remembrances to share.
See Eric Vogt's tribute to his Grandfather.
Introduction of David Vogt
As a father, Dad taught us that this was a world to be savoured... when we were young, he carried us high on his shoulders through the wilds of Algonquin Park and skated with us on the frozen Ottawa river. When he was not teaching, he was in the mountains. I can’t count the number of times we took the switchbacks to Garibaldi Lake, or walked the trails in Manning Park or the North Shore mountains... my sister, as a teenager (with better things to do) usually complaining that she had a brain tumour or some other life threatening condition... or one of my brothers (with an abundance of self-sufficiency genes), confidently striding off in the wrong direction to be lost for hours... but our dad, entirely oblivious to such distractions. My brother David, the star gazer, will tell you more.
See David Vogt's tribute to his Father.
Introduction of Peter Vogt
My father was one of six brothers. He was the 2nd oldest. His brother Peter was the 2nd youngest. Peter knew the young man on the front page of the pamphlet in your hands.
