There are other photos here: http://baronessekat.livejournal.com/432778.html http://baronessekat.livejournal.com/432778.html Obituary from Dimbleby, Friedel, Williams & Edmunds Funeral Homes ( backup copy in case that one disappears)

Morguhn Sheridan, (mka John Glenn) succumbed on Tuesday, September 23, 2008 at 8:58pm to injuries sustained from a fall from his roof on Sunday September 21, 2008. He is survived by his Ladies, Duchess Rowan de al Garnison and Duchess Meirwen uerch Owein, other mundane family members, numerous Squires, Men-at-Arms, Cadets, pages, household members and all those whose life was touched by him.

Morguhn served the Society with his every fiber and was an example to all who knew and met him. He was always seen helping, schlepping and washing when he was not retaining, guarding, fighting or fencing. And in recent years it seemed that if he was not sitting the throne, he was standing behind it as either Queen's Rapier Champion or King's Heavy Weapon's Champion. Even in the end he served, having given all he could to the world, down to the marrow of his bones.

His SCA Peer Card had the following biography for him:

"Morguhn Sheridan has sat a throne a total of 7 times in 2 kingdoms with 3 different ladies--in short, he is skilled in higher math. When asked once why he wore favors from more than one lady he replied, "A good man needs only one lady to carry him to the heights--those of us less gifted require more inspiration to achieve anything at all." While he has a number of awards (including an AoA where he was noted more for doing the dishes than for fighting), his knighting by Gavin II and Sedalia II at Pennsic XVII, his Jewel of AEthelmearc from James I and Elina I, and his Keystone from Andrew and Alexandra mean the most to him."

I am honored to have been able to call myself his student, his cadet, his squire and then in August, when elevated to the Order of the Pelican, his fellow Peer. He was my Duke, my Knight, my Don, my Pelican, my teacher. But above all else, he was my friend. He taught me more about doing what needs to be done, because it needs to be done, than anyone else I know. You do not just sit back and think “oh someone else will get up and go wash dishes. Someone will set up the list field. Someone will think to do that.” Because, you know what… you are someone. He taught me the hardest lesson of all… if you can’t be noticed and acknowledged for your actions in your own right, what makes you think a bit of regalia will make their notice valid? It will be a false honor. Strength comes from perseverance and continuing to do what you do and what you know needs to be done. Fighting your own fights does not make you weak. But at the same time, there is no shame in calling on resources when you have them.

I learned from him that you do what needs to be done, and if you believe that what you did is right, do not be ashamed of it, but be prepared for any consequences that come and give fair warning so those that may have to handle the fallout are adequately prepared. He often heard me say “Sir, I’m not sorry but…”

And from him I learned one phrase to be proud of… “I am Ekaterina Volkova and all that that entails”. Words cannot convey the loss I, my household siblings, his Ladies and the rest of the Known World feel at his passing.

I mourn the loss of my dear friend and hope that one day I can be even 1/10 of the Peer Morguhn Sheridan was.

35th King of the East
27th Count of the East
40th King of the East
8th Duke of the East
43rd King of the East
9th Territorial Prince of AEthelmearc
9th Viscount of Æthelmearc
12th Territorial Prince of AEthelmearc
3rd King of AEthelmearc
8th King of AEthelmearc
11th Jewel of Æthelmearc
Knight (East)
Master of the Pelican (AEthelmearc)
Patent of Arms (East)
Companion of the White Scarf (AEthelmearc)
Companion of the Millrind (AEthelmearc)
Companion of the Golden Alce (AEthelmearc)
Companion of the Sycamore (AEthelmearc)
Companion of the Keystone (AEthelmearc)
Companion of the Tygers Combatant (East)
Companion of the Silver Crescent (East)
Companion of the Golden Rapier (East) [Principal]
Award of Arms (East)
Companion of the Guardsman (East)
Sigil of Æthelmearc
Companion of the Burdened Tyger (East)
Friend of the Windmill (Barony of Delftwood, AEthelmearc)

There will be a calling hours, followed by memorial service on Saturday, September 27, 2008 at Dimbleby Friedel Williams and Edmunds, 365 W. Main St., West Winfield, NY. Calling hours will be from 1-4:45. At 4:45 his Masonic brothers will hold a memorial service, followed by a short religious service, Baron Boris Dragonsbane officiant (mka Rev. Michael Reynolds). The Masonic lodge, a 1/2 block from the funeral home, has graciously offered to host a pot luck. Food may be left there at any time starting at 1 PM and our sisters in Eastern Star will make sure it is taken care of until we can gather there.

Goodbye, Boss. You will be missed.

Baroness Ekaterina Volkova, OP

The Warrior King

When I was a lad, I dreamed of war and the glory it would bring.
And I dreamed of a man to lead us there - a powerful warrior king.

I travelled far, I travelled wide, I travelled across the sea
Until I met a knight so bold, my warrior king to be.

My king, my king, oh lead me on and teach to me your way
For I would follow a warrior king until my dying day.

He trained me hard, he trained me well, he trained me in sword and shield.
He taught me to live in courage and truth, both on and off the field.

He spoke to me of battles won, and of the battles lost.
He spoke to me of the pain of war, and of the terrible cost.

My king, my king, oh lead me on and teach to me your way
For I would follow a warrior king until my dying day.

Then there came a terrible day when the enemy was near
And to my shame, despite my strength, I felt the grip of fear.

The killing, it went on and on, I thought it would never end.
And I watched the men around me fall, both enemy and friend

My king, my king, oh lead me on and teach to me your way
For I would follow a warrior king until my dying day.

And when the battle reached its height of blood and death and gore,
My warrior king held up his hand and simply said, 'No more'.

'My king!' I cried, 'oh do not fail! The battle is almost won!'
'Oh don't you see, my faithful lad, enough dying has been done.'

My king, my king, oh lead me on and teach to me your way
For I would follow a warrior king until my dying day.

Courage comes in many forms, as this brave king did know,
And by his own example there, this truth to me he showed:

Battles fought on a field of blood are lost 'ere they begin
But the battle that's fought for truth and peace is the hardest fight to win.

My king, my king, oh lead me on and teach to me your way
For I would follow a warrior king until my dying day.

The wise man knows that wars will come, and wars will surely go,
But violence for its own dark sake can only bring us woe.

And I have learned his lesson well. Until the day I die
I will follow him in the way of peace, and go with my head held high.

My king, my king, oh lead me on and teach to me your way
For I would follow a warrior king until my dying day.

My king, my king, oh lead me on and teach to me your way
For I will follow my peace-maker king until my dying day.

taken from LiveJournal