R.I.P. Gordon Smith, ex-MFH

I don’t understand what you mean by Bump

Oh my, I usually don’t come to the hunt forum but today wound up here, I knew Gordan and Linette, I beleive they were divorced years ago when I lived in NJ, i rode with amwell several times as a quest
My horse Ebony was from his departed sire Parliament, I remember the devestating arson at Gordans farm in NJ which killed several of his horses.
He was such a gentlemen and always supportive of hunting and riders in general, a very generous man
I remember being out once with them on my totally unsuitable horse and Gordan came over and said, well she’s doing the best she can and good for you, isn’t it fun. Meanwhile my horse was acting the fool.
How sad, my thoguhts are with his family and fellow hunters.

Gordon

I’m so sorry to get this news late. I was fortunate to meet Gordon when Laura and Cliff Hunt invited a couple of my friends and me to hunt with them in Scotland. Gordon was a gentleman and inspired confidence to those riding with him. It was one of the best riding trips I’ve ever had. I clearly remember one day with College Valley Hunt when we had to negotiate a gate. None of us were sure if our mounts jumped as that wasn’t normally required in the territory. I remember thinking I would lock on behind Gordon and take the consequenses. He got us over and we had a great run. It was a priviledge to know him. Best thoughts to his family and friends.

Beautiful service.

It was a beautiful memorial service with a huge attendance. Say 300+. His grandson played the cello. His sister told stories about his childhood. The masters of Warrenton & Old Dominion told very funny & eloquent stories about his adventures with them. A lot of foxhunters came to show their love.
Hunt on our friend, hunt on!!!

Yes, it was a very nice service, and it was a bit hard to maintain one’s composure when the huntsman (Tommy Lee, I recall) blew “going home”.

I bawled when TLJ blew going home. As did the whole congregation. What a lovely, classy service. I kept that poem his daughter Betsy read. So eloquent.