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Another good memory, from Göteborg, Sweden, this time. With Huguette, John, Jérôme, René, Richard, Berthyl and Steve. Even when the beer is expensive, it will find its way to the altimetrists.
Remko Scharroo

Another good memory, from Göteborg, Sweden, this time. With Huguette, John, Jérôme, René, Richard, Berthyl and Steve. Even when the beer is expensive, it will find its way to the altimetrists.

Remko Scharroo

To Seymour, wherever you are.
Although The Barking Dog in College Park, Maryland, sounded so British and such a good place to celebrate your life, we had to settle for the more American sounding Cornerstone Grill and Loft, as the former was closed. But nonetheless, we found some Fat Tires and Blue Moons and plenty of stories to go around for a good two hours. Stories from Guildford, Dorking, London, Göteborg (the other picture), Baltimore, Silver Spring, San Francisco, Noordwijk, Frascati, … Where have we not been together to wind down after work, and ever so slightly get enthused to do even more work?
You are also missed on the Western end of the Atlantic. But never forgotten.
Cheers!
John Lillibridge, Larry Connor, Thomas Newton, Remko Scharroo

To Seymour, wherever you are.

Although The Barking Dog in College Park, Maryland, sounded so British and such a good place to celebrate your life, we had to settle for the more American sounding Cornerstone Grill and Loft, as the former was closed. But nonetheless, we found some Fat Tires and Blue Moons and plenty of stories to go around for a good two hours. Stories from Guildford, Dorking, London, Göteborg (the other picture), Baltimore, Silver Spring, San Francisco, Noordwijk, Frascati, … Where have we not been together to wind down after work, and ever so slightly get enthused to do even more work?

You are also missed on the Western end of the Atlantic. But never forgotten.

Cheers!

John Lillibridge, Larry Connor, Thomas Newton, Remko Scharroo

Child is Father of the Man!

My wife and I, Sheelagh, Seymour’s uncle and aunt, have just returned from attending Seymour’s funeral and wake. As we have lived in the United States for the past 30 years or so, our contacts with Seymour have been rather limited during that time. And, sadly, we barely know Fiona and Imogen. We did know, of course that Seymour was undertaking very important work on measuring the Artic ice caps, and we knew he had recently been appointed a Professor at UCL. We had even caught the occasional glimpse of him on TV in America. But it was real revelation today to see the incredible turn-out of his friends and professional colleagues who came to bid him farewell. We had no idea that he had inspired so much love and respect from those he knew, and we are most grateful to those who spoke so movingly about him today at the funeral service.

While we have seen little of Seymour as a man (and almost nothing of Fiona and Imogen) we had a lot to do with him when he was growing up. We can claim, I believe, to hold the distinction of having been his very first babysitters in those weeks after his birth in September 1963. We also want to share a story about him, which we were reminded of when reading his poem on Flying that was included in the service. (We did not even know he wrote poetry as a young boy). Anyway, our story illustrates his courage and joie de vivre even as a very young child of four when we accompanied him and his parents, Bill and Veronica, on a holiday to the Costa Brava. The plane encountered very frightening turbulence over the Pyrenees and at one point it suddenly dropped what felt like several hundred feet. All the passengers were completely stunned and not a sound was to be heard except, suddenly, Seymour screamed with laughter and cried out “Do it again”! Whereupon, the turbulence stopped and everyone let out a sigh of relief. So at four, Seymour was a leader and already bringing comfort and cheer to the world!

Ron and Sheelagh Clarke    

You always brought a smile to my face, Seymour!

Seymour Laxon was a colleague of mine at UCL.  On the few occasions we were at meetings together, he would always whisper a pithy one-liner which always made me giggle!  His untimely death, at such a young age, is a loss to not only his family, but all his friends and colleagues.  A shining new star has appeared in the heavens, but a bright light has gone out on Earth. Sleep well, my friend. Hugs! Trea xx

chilled out guy

Simply a cool, chilled out guy and one of my favourite lecturers in my final year at UCL. Fair bit of snobbery at UCL but Seymour is as down to earth as they come and I loved him for it!!! You’ll be missed RIP!

Thank you all…

I have been so very moved by the tributes and tales from friends, family and colleagues – Seymour was a special person; more so than I often gave him credit for. We argued more than was probably good for us but we also loved each other dearly, and trusted each other absolutely.  We shared the same values and rarely clashed over the big things in life.  Daily – hourly – I am brought up short by yet another reminder that he has gone.  My biggest comfort is Imogen – I will be strong for her and help her to know her daddy as well as I can.  This tribute site will help her to know aspects of Seymour that I wasn’t even aware of and I am so grateful to all for sharing their memories.

I want to write more here in time, but for now this is all I can muster.

Fiona