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Appreciations


He lived a life of faith, morality and liberality
Alec Robertson
Three months have passed since the death of Deshabandu Alec Robertson, veteran broadcaster, prolific and popular public speaker on Buddhist subjects. He was an exceptional personality who served the cause of the Dhamma for over five decades and the void left by his passing is already being felt in Buddhist circles such as the "Servants of the Buddha", which he served as Secretary, President and Patron, the Colombo YMBA and many other organisations where he was a much sought after speaker and participant in Dhamma discussions.

So popular was he that to be called upon to deliver half a dozen talks on a Vesak or Poya day at different venues was nothing unusual for him. He responded to all invitations readily and cheerfully and always lived up to the expectations of his audience.

In the early days, he spoke only in English but soon developed a fluency in Sinhala, - a remarkable achievement for one who was neither Buddhist nor Sinhalese by birth.

Other than for the yeoman services he rendered to the organisations mentioned above, Alec will be remembered as a member of the panel and later Chairman of the popular programme ''Buddhist Forum'' broadcast every week over the SLBC (formerly Radio Ceylon). In all these activities, he showed a profound knowledge of the Dhamma and an ability to deal with any knotty issue entirely from memory citing the Word of the Buddha from the original texts so as to leave no doubt as to what the orthodox position was. This devotion to orthodoxy was largely due to the influence on Alec, in the early years, of erudite monks such as the Theras Kassapa, Piyadassi, Soma, Kheminda etc at the Vajirarama, Bambalapitiya as also elsewhere, from whom he learned the golden rule of putting any statement or idea besides the Dhamma and Vinaya as found in the texts and accepting it only if it conformed and not otherwise.

The present writer has fond memories of halcyon days in the ’50s and ’60s when, after an inspiring lecture at Maitriya Hall, a few of us friends would walk (after some light refreshment at a popular resort no longer in existence) to Soma Thera's room at the Vajirarama and discuss late into the night on Dhamma alone and nothing else with no frivolity or idle chatter tolerated.

Friends and associates will remember Alec as a friendly and genial character, cheerful, easily approachable and ready to improve his knowledge and share it with others at any time. As a public servant at the Auditor General's Department and later at the SLBC, he worked unobtrusively and well but his real mission in life was to propagate the Word of the Buddha which he did admirably both in this country as well as on some lecture tours abroad. Honours came to him in due course as an appointed Member of Parliament and the title of ''Deshabandu'' being conferred on him but all these lay lightly on his shoulders and did not affect his essential character in any way.

He remained the same simple man. He enjoyed a peaceful and harmonious family life with Jaysumana and the children who are certain to miss his influence and guiding hand.

The life of Alec Robertson can he summed up in a single phrase from the Mangala Sutta "Atta Samma Panidicha". He had set himself on the right road, with the guiding principles of faith, morality and liberality that he practised all his life. Assuredly, he will have a good rebirth, in conditions conducive to further progress along the Path and in the shortest possible time, attain his final goal.
R.D.P.

The special moments he captured will remain forever
Godfrey van Dort
He was known as "Goofy" - a pet-name for Godfrey.

Goofy van Dort was quite a character - strong in opinion, inflexible and sometimes even obstinate. He was assailed by moods - high and low, full of fun and laughter on occasions, cynical and touchy at other times.

I knew Godfrey when he was a young man and visited his Aunt Rene who stayed with my grandmother in Pamankade - though much later in life I got to know him better. He worked in the National Insurance Corporation for many years. Should he have seen anyone he recognized in the corridors or offices of the establishment, he would saunter up to them, and ask, "What can I do for you?" or "Can I take you to the person you have come to see?" leaving his desk to take the visitor as requested. Goofy had an inborn sense of "PR" and would go out of his way to be of assistance.

Goofy was an interesting man to converse with and he would entertain his listeners with a run of anecdotes, jokes and stories - some quite exaggerated and obviously fictitious.

He had an insatiable desire to see and know more of our island, its deep back-blocks, little towns and villages, places of historic or religious significance and he would probe my knowledge.

A memorable holiday we once shared was in Diyatalawa, at the Survey Camp. Goofy lapped up all I showed him in the hills around - "Adisham", "Lipton's Seat"off Haputale, the road down to Badulla and the Duwa Temple; the wooden Bogoda Bridge, Ravana Ella Falls and the spectacular Ella Gorge.

The camera, which was part of the man, had its open shutter at every turn. Roll after roll of film emerged from that trip. Godfrey van Dort was undoubtedly an expert with his camera - an extraordinary photographer.

He was proud of the award he once won for his picture of "Stilt Walkers", at a Japanese photographic exhibition. At every function in the Dutch Burgher Union in recent times, Godfrey stealthily moved amongst the crowd with his camera - be it a children's party or in our Elders' Home, the occasion of a special lecture or Founder's Day.

He captured moments of significance, which will remain on record.

Godfrey was not only the "unofficial photographer for the DBU, he was also jolly "Mr. Santa Claus" or the stately "Bishop, St. Nikolaas".

He played those roles with aplomb - varying his style, his expression, for the part he was taking. As the roly-poly Santa in red cloak and fur he bounced around kissing the old ladies of the Home for great giggles and with the children on St. Nikolaas' Day he sat them on his knee and tenderly talked to them as the sober Bishop.

Goofy will be remembered by many - for a long time.
Deloraine Brohier

Bobby: The empty desk tells the story
Bobby Fernandez
One year after senior journalist Bobby Fernandez died, his desk at The Sunday Times is still largely unoccupied. Not for any superstitious reasons but perhaps because it is at the rear like Bobby who preferred to take a low profile.

Several decades of work at the Electricity Board had in a strange way enlightened Bernard Andrew Nicholas Fernandez to be one of the best and most dependable night sub editors.

The title may be strange to those outside the main current of journalism but those in it know that the night sub editor carries a huge responsibility as the last line of defence.

Bobby played that role with dedication, commitment and excellence at the Sun group of newspapers and later at Wijeya Newspapers Limited.

Educated at St. Patrick's College, Jaffna, Bobby came out with a command of the English language - a skill that is seldom seen today even at the highest levels of education- universities.

He also had a balanced awareness of current affairs along with a commitment to hard work, giving him all the plus points for a top grade sub-editor.

Unfortunately some of the occupational hazards of journalism also bugged Bobby and had a negative impact on the last years of his career.

But friends and colleagues would even today prefer to remember the Bobby who volunteered for (and did well) the night editing few others could do and the Bobby who was a faithful friend especially when things went wrong.

Veterans like Bobby Fernandez who made an immense contribution to professional journalism never had a byline in an era when ‘buylines’ are seriously damaging the ethics of journalism in a market society.

Though not having the fleeting fame of bylines, Bobby Fernandez will be remembered in journalism long after bylines are bygone.
A friend

The smile from beyond
Rexaline Andradi
More than 30 months after Mary Waltrude Rexaline Andradi left us, we remember her on April 9, which is her 90th birthday.

To remember a person in the deepest sense is not just a matter of recalling to mind but of living as that person lived and doing what that person would want us to do.

Essentially religion for Rexaline Andradi was a personal and growing relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ. She seldom went to an institutional church during her last few years mainly due to illness. But she grew in her relationship with the Lord through hours of personal prayer, deep reflection on the holy scriptures and silent selfless service to others.

On April 9, as the family gathers at the Balcomb Place Chapel for a Eucharistic service of thanksgiving for Rexaline Andradi, she too would be there in spirit and would give her graceful, heavenly smile as she sees family members living in the way she wanted them to.

To follow Jesus essentially is to love one another as he loved us with a selfless sacrificial and ever forgiving love. Rexaline Andradi like the Blessed Mother was a quiet but dynamic disciple of the Lord, loving others without expecting anything in return and always being ready to forgive and forget. In the last two years of her life with her youngest child in Gampaha Rexaline Andradi's closest friend was her grandson Gayan.

As we mark her 90th birthday we remember the heartfelt tribute the little boy paid to his beloved grandmi. It goes like this; "My darling grandma was very old, but I think she was the best woman in the world. I called her my little flower girl when she came to Gampaha with her heart problem.

“A beautiful flower in my garden was broken by Jesus in September 2001. It was my darling grandma. She was very sweet and kind. She was a grandma of 15 grandchildren and great grandma of 9. Her beautiful sweet smile gave us a lot of love. I love my grandma forever and ever."
-A family member

A generous philanthropist
T. R. R. Rajan
The unexpected death of leading industrialist T. R. R. Rajan from a heart attack came as a shock to the people of Kandy. He was 55.

Mr. Rajan was Chairman of both the Sun and Asoka Group of Companies, having diverse business interests ranging from manufacturing and tourism to the import/export trade. The achievement that made Mr. Rajan most proud was the Surya matchbox that he developed from scratch, which captured the Sri Lankan market.

I met him for the first time about seven years ago at the Central Province Chamber of Commerce and Industry. As Chamber President in 1999-2001, he established a successful business school, improved the finances of the Chamber and made many changes for the benefit of its members.Mr. Rajan was honest and straight in his dealings. He was a strict disciplinarian and his large workforce was aware of that. However, he always gave them a sympathetic hearing when they had problems.

Kandy residents will long remember Mr. Rajan for his philanthropy and leadership in community service.

His wife Jeeva and daughters Gowri, Ahalya and Ashwini survive Mr. Rajan. His family will miss a loving husband and father, his friends a sincere colleague and his workers a sympathetic boss.
Shirley Jayawardane


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