1933
2025
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8 Entries
Glenda Mills
March 21, 2025
We at St Andrew's Presbyterian Church in Slocan BC,
so enjoyed Michael's attendance near the end of his life. It was always a joy to have him attending our simple services, so cheerful always. He and I discussed gardening some and he was our best reader of the Scriptures. Like Lawrence Olivier. We will miss those times and so many more. God Speed to you Michael, as you reside in the house of the Lord forever.
Love and Blessings, Glenda Mills
Caroline Glasbey
March 8, 2025
Michael was a dear neighbour and friend - so very kind and always interested in what others had to share. A true "gentle" man, with a desire to give to others less fortunate (he and Rosalind were so dedicated to help Kerr Street Mission). Such a great conversationalist and passionate about nature, travel and the world generally. I loved our coffee and chats together. Martin and I send our heartfelt sympathies to all the family.
Doona Turner
March 8, 2025
So many happy memories from both sides of the Atlantic of a very dear cousin, Michael NIghtingale. Heartfelt sympathies to his family.
Rob Volterra
March 8, 2025
I was sad to learn of the death of Mr Nightingale. I was never in the junior school. But I remember him as a strong and moral leader of young men. My condolences to Nick, Katrina and Andrew. I hope that you are all well and thriving in life.
John David Nightingale
March 6, 2025
There are many memories! E.g., when Michael and I were undergraduates (Oxford, St Andrews) we motorcycled on his old AJS 350 cc with our one tent (!) from England to Austria, up the Rhine valley. On the return up through France it rained every day, and we managed to sleep in farmers' barns (with centuries of cobwebs.)
We paid for the trip from our summer nightshift work sweeping the floors of a canning factory in Kent.
John Zimmerman
March 4, 2025
A kind and generous spirit, brimming with a verve for life. An incredibly engaged and engaging teacher. Very sorry for your loss.
Tom Williamson
February 25, 2025
When I think back to my Junior School days at Appleby College in the 80s, I can see Mr. Nightingale in my mind's eye as clear as day. In one scene, he is wearing a tweed suit, glasses balanced precariously on the tip of his nose as he reads a bible lesson in morning chapel. In another, he is teaching a class of 11 year olds Latin, and making it as fun as learning latin could be. In the next frame, he sits at the head of our table in the old Dining Hall loading up our plates with roast beef and potatoes and I can STILL smell the gravy. Now he is wearing all whites from his sneakers on up to his wide brimmed hat as he teaches us the gentleman's game of cricket. He was a disciplinarian but only as stern as your grandfather probably was. He was Nec Temere Nec Timide. His teachings left a deep mark on me, and I really am grateful for that. Rest in Peace
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