Wayne Trivin
"Aeronautics Modeler Extraordinaire"
December 30,1955 - January 20, 2005
He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not look upon his like again.
- Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 1, Scene 2 |
February 1, 2005
Dear Friends and Family of Wayne Trivin,
My brother Wayne died peaceably on Thursday, the twentieth of January. Wayne passed away on the day named for Thor, the god of thunder. Like Thor with his heavenly hammer and anvil, Wayne with magic, imagination, and his mastery of the elements, would create wondrous things from the forge of his mind and hands. A most appropriate day for Wayne to call his own.
We buried Wayne this past Sunday, the thirtieth day of January in this Year of Our Lord, 2005. A beautiful day with the sun shining in and around scattered clouds; a cool breeze comforted us along with the warm light. I wish everyone who wanted to be there could have been present. Since that was not possible, I hope this letter will remind you that your presence was felt through time and from afar.
Douglas Werner, our friend, conducted a peaceful ceremony of acknowledgement and farewell for Wayne and his family and friends. I and all present could feel our grief and loss soothed by Douglas's words that reminded us of Wayne's continued expression of his life through the expansion of his spirit and our memory of his good works. There was an almost palpable feel to our sense of community, and one experienced our collective anguish transmuted into acceptance and assurance that in death, as in life, Wayne is doing exactly what he wants and needs to do.
After Douglas spoke, I presented this Eulogy:
| Thank you. I appreciate everyone who came today. I also want to acknowledge the many others who wanted to be here and could not. I know that they are with us in spirit.
Wayne, my brother, my friend, my childhood comrade died last week. He came into this world twenty-one days before my first birthday and left on my fiftieth. As I speak to you on this beautiful day, I am overwhelmed. How can I tell you about Wayne's life and what he means to his family and friends with just a few words and a few moments? Impossible.
And, of course, when did the word "impossible" keep Wayne from doing what he wanted to do? From doing what he envisioned? From doing what he felt must be done? Wayne made the impossible seem like child's play.
Whatever Wayne turned his mind and hands to, he accomplished. Wood, metal, plastic, or glass he would transform into an object perfect in form and function, and beautiful to behold.
Every person is an amazing gift to this world, and Wayne was an exceptional gift. A man of few words, he spoke volumes with his steady presence and unbendable integrity.
Wayne and I spoke of his journey after his death, and Wayne accepted it and looked forward to this new adventure.
I know that when he arrives in Heaven, he will be welcomed, and though, as I understand, the job as God's Right Hand Man has been filled for quite some time, (It seems that the fellow there now has quite a secure tenure) I feel fairly certain, knowing Wayne, he is probably not interested in singing in The Heavenly Choir.
So I am sure that The Powers That Be will be compelled to make room for him in God's Department of Design and Implementation. And though it is said that God's Creation is perfect, when given the opportunity, Wayne will find something to tweak and improve.
I know that as I move into the future, when I notice something has changed for the better, I will be sure that Wayne contributed in some way.
God Bless.
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Afterwards, we celebrated with food and drink at my home.
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Dick Lambert's Tribute Page for Wayne
Link to Wayne's Archived Site at http://www.dtrivin.com/nivirt
Wayne's site is also archived at the National Control Line Racing Association
Link to short video of Wayne Flying
(the file is about 1 meg)

Wayne at the 2004 NATs, totally enjoying himself. Photo by Remy Dawson of Vancouver by way of Paul Gibeault
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