K Smith
08-01 2022 01:47
wrote:
My wife Cass and I were fortunate to meet Trevor during our second year teaching in Indonesia. Trevor was beginning his international teaching adventure and as luck would have it, he was assigned to our school campus…
I’ve written and rewritten this “memory” a few times now. It’s a struggle to properly capture snapshots of intertwined lives and accurately convey the emotions and memories and meaning. Perhaps instead of individual memories and a series of individual moments it’ll be easier just to talk about Trevor and what he meant to me.
He wasn’t just a friend, he was more of a brother. Usually, a bond like that takes years to develop but under the circumstances of being thousands of kilometres away from home and with very few English speaking colleagues, and when you work together during the day and hangout every night, time feels like it runs differently. It’s hard for me to believe it was only a year of working with Trevor because it felt like a much longer time, in the best of ways. He was always quick with a smile and a kind word. He was an amazing teacher to watch and work with and I dare say, there has never been a school event MC team quite as good as we were. His ability to connect with and inspire students was incredible and goes a long way to explain his nickname “Mama T” for his concern about them both inside and outside of school as well as the lasting relationships he had with “his kids”.
Outside of work, his personality, and sense of adventure also shone brightly. We had numerous nights on the town - some a little foggier and hazier in memory than others. Whether it was the middle of a soccer riot or taking down a meat tower burger with a few pints of Bintang, Trevor was always willing to enjoy life. I’m proud to be able to say he was at my wedding in Canada and was able to share in such a special event in my life.
He introduced me to a few things that will always make me think of him… The board game BANG, his favourite book Shantaram, and literally anytime anyone mentions the idea of taking a nap. I think he’d be happy to know that BANG is currently the #1 requested game at our school board game club nights and about 7 people have taken up my offer to lend them my copy of Shantaram over the years… As for naps, I continue to love them too - despite (as Trevor used to say) being such a jerk to them when I was a kid.
I think that people who knew Trevor know that despite the tragedy of his loss, he has left behind so much. A legacy of finding and connecting people across the world. A legacy of inspiration and encouragement, A legacy of love… A legacy to be proud of. Terimah kasih for all the memories my friend.
K Smith
08-01 2022 01:47
wrote:
My wife Cass and I were fortunate to meet Trevor during our second year teaching in Indonesia. Trevor was beginning his international teaching adventure and as luck would have it, he was assigned to our school campus…
I’ve written and rewritten this “memory” a few times now. It’s a struggle to properly capture snapshots of intertwined lives and accurately convey the emotions and memories and meaning. Perhaps instead of individual memories and a series of individual moments it’ll be easier just to talk about Trevor and what he meant to me.
He wasn’t just a friend, he was more of a brother. Usually, a bond like that takes years to develop but under the circumstances of being thousands of kilometres away from home and with very few English speaking colleagues, and when you work together during the day and hangout every night, time feels like it runs differently. It’s hard for me to believe it was only a year of working with Trevor because it felt like a much longer time, in the best of ways. He was always quick with a smile and a kind word. He was an amazing teacher to watch and work with and I dare say, there has never been a school event MC team quite as good as we were. His ability to connect with and inspire students was incredible and goes a long way to explain his nickname “Mama T” for his concern about them both inside and outside of school as well as the lasting relationships he had with “his kids”.
Outside of work, his personality, and sense of adventure also shone brightly. We had numerous nights on the town - some a little foggier and hazier in memory than others. Whether it was the middle of a soccer riot or taking down a meat tower burger with a few pints of Bintang, Trevor was always willing to enjoy life. I’m proud to be able to say he was at my wedding in Canada and was able to share in such a special event in my life.
He introduced me to a few things that will always make me think of him… The board game BANG, his favourite book Shantaram, and literally anytime anyone mentions the idea of taking a nap. I think he’d be happy to know that BANG is currently the #1 requested game at our school board game club nights and about 7 people have taken up my offer to lend them my copy of Shantaram over the years… As for naps, I continue to love them too - despite (as Trevor used to say) being such a jerk to them when I was a kid.
I think that people who knew Trevor know that despite the tragedy of his loss, he has left behind so much. A legacy of finding and connecting people across the world. A legacy of inspiration and encouragement, A legacy of love… A legacy to be proud of. Terimah kasih for all the memories my friend.
