Farewell Sir Ed
I didn't get much work done today because, like many businesses around the country, we stopped work and watched Sir Edmund Hillary's state funeral on TV. Afterwards, Greg turned up at my office and we both went to stand on Remuera Road to farewell Sir Ed as the cortege passed.
People lined the streets to farewell Sir Ed as he was taken to Purewa Cemetery for a private cremation.
As Sir Ed passed, people spontaneously applauded. The flowers on the lead hearse (which contained the wreaths and flowers) were thrown by the public. Sir Ed was in the second hearse; I could see the coffin covered in the flag and the yellow Nepalese prayer shawls.
There were a lot more people in the shopping centres like Newmarket and Remuera, but this was very impressive for a suburban street corner. The funeral was long but a fitting tribute, and the students from Edmund Hillary school performed a haka written just for the occasion. Very moving.
He will be greatly missed by a country that has all too little to celebrate these days.

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Now I shall remember him for that as well.
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It is sad that he had to go because of an illness - too early, apparently.
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We love him for his generosity and willingness to pitch in, and his modesty and down-to-earth-ness and sense of humour.
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I think he was ready to go. It was getting too hard for him to do things and that must have been very difficult for such a strong and active man.
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And that reminds me, I lent my copy of The Crossing of Antarctica to a friend and I haven't had it back yet.
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Wave to the peak when you go past, Sir Edmund. (For the record - I'm Canadian and I know who Sir Edmund Hilary is, and did even before I watched the Lord of the Rings special features when he visited the set.)
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There was a cartoon in the NZ Herald the day after he died showing his footprints going up Everest--and continuing into the sky. :-)
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That's why we love him too: not for climbing mountains and driving tractors to the south pole, but for his generosity, down-to-earth humour, and how he always threw himself fully into helping and encouraging others. One thing someone said of his work in Nepal was that he always asked what was wanted, he never just did what he thought they'd want.