A better epitath could not have been written or spoken. Good luck on your new adventure.... You are in the right spot and we are with you... Bob D...
From: Telman <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Sent: Monday, September 3, 2012 10:50 AM Subject: [Papermodels II 47255] Re: Chip "Fiddlers Green" Fyn He will greatly missed. Here is a note sent by his son. Telman > Dear Friends and fans of Chip Fyn, I want to thank you all for your warm consolation. As many of youalready know, my father passed away recently, and very peacefully, in abeautiful spot in the woods near Flagstaff Arizona. He was in the place heloved, doing what he loved, working on Fiddlers Green. Some of his ashes will be sprinkled in the garden at the family home wherehis mother and father were likewise sprinkled. The rest will be treasured bydear, sweet Annie, the finest woman a man could ever know. In their many years together they travelled everywhere, across the countryand beyond in the Fiddler's Green RV, along with their little Westies and anoccasional traveller or two, in perfect freedom, celebrating life and everythingin it. My father believed in hard work and dedication, and he worked harder than anyman I have ever known, but he also believed that you don't need to sacrificeyour freedom for your job as long as you love your work. Fiddlers Green is proofof that and it is a testament to what a man can offer the world, and to what theworld can offer in return. He got everything he wanted from life with pure blind persistence and I couldtell by his smile over the past few years that he had achieved what he definedas success. It wasn't millions of dollars or power over others. Neitherwas it a wild life of excess and waste. It was the strength with others to getby on only what you need for now so that you can build what you imagine andleave behind a world that is better for you having been a part of it. This, I assure you, he did. He would have lived forever, if he could, for just one purpose, and he wouldhave been satisfied forever bringing Fiddlers Green to you, his model'n pals, those who have supported him, encouraged him, laughed and cried withhim, lived and died with him, ever since I was just a boy. But sadly, heknew his time had outlasted his luck. He knew I would be writing this today. He even hinted to me one late eveningin 'The Beaver' RV after a long day of sharing ideas and working on thewebsite, the most enjoyable work a father and son could hope to share, that "itwould be nice" if a person could be "not just lost" after he passes, and thatsome part of him would continue to live on. He told many people that he wanted me to pick up the reigns and ride thathorse the next few laps for him. But when he leaned back in his big captain'schair and yawned, and then looked over at me with fatherly pride in his eyes, Ithink he knew that I would take a crack at it. The past few days have been among the hardest of my life, but the memorieshave been among the best. The days ahead will be a challenge as I try to workthrough what needs to be done to keep Fiddlers Green alive and strong, to keepit changing and growing, and (if Daddy don't mind) maybe even a littlebetter. Memorial services will be held online. If you have a picture or a story aboutChip that you want to share with the model'n world then feel free to submit itwith "Memorial" as the first word in your email. I will use as many as I can. Ifyou just want to make a donation, you can use Paypal to send any amount [email protected] It's YOU who makes Fiddlers Green what it is. I can only steer the shipin my Daddy's big captain's chair if you keep cutting and folding and doing whatyou love the way you were always meant to do it. To all those who are having trouble downloading the new models you ordered,please bear with me while I try to sort all this out. I just got theadministrators account today for FG and it will take some time to make sureeveryone gets what they ordered. I'm going through hundreds of emails and thereis a lot on my plate right now with everything that I have had to do to makearrangements for my Dad. p.s. He always used to say he wanted a big brass band to play when hedies, so if anyone has one of those I will try to work it in. Sincerely Yours, Scott Fyn.-- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Papermodels II" group. To view this discussion on the web visit https://groups.google.com/d/msg/papermodels/-/VQD9VLK4HzgJ. To post to this group, send email to [email protected]. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected]. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/papermodels?hl=en. -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Papermodels II" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected]. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected]. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/papermodels?hl=en.
