I got a text message a couple of hours ago from my friend Dov, informing me that Jack McGeorge had died today. He didn’t have any details yet but when I checked Lolita’s site a few moments ago I found a beautiful obituary posted there. He was an amazing man and although I did not know Jack well, but I had several interactions with him over the years that have led to quite a few fond memories of him.

He came up to the Hudson Valley years ago to teach a mini DM class for the local kink group and I was deeply impressed by both his good natured yet no nonsense approach to the topic. I have also attended many of his other presentations and I can say for a fact … no one could tell a story quite like Jack could. 🙂

I also have a very fond memories of him during my attendance of Master Taino’s Slave Training Academy. He taught a couple of fascinating classes during that weekend but my fondest and most vivid memory was actually also my most embarrassing one. As part of the course, towards the end, the trainees are given lessons in formal table service but only given a brief opportunity to practice before the actual formal dinner where myself and my three slave sisters would each be serving one of our honoured guests: Masters’ Taino, Tallen, Jack and Lady Lynnette. I was to serve Master Jack and wanted everything to be absolutely perfect but I was extremely nervous! So nervous in fact that my hands were trembling as I tried to pour the wine as demonstrated and one tiny drop of deep red wine landed on the pure white table cloth beside him. I shot me a stern look over his shoulder and pretended to be furiously writing notes as if he was “writing me up” for my disgraceful performance. I was horrified and hew knew it, and just as I felt my heart sink he winked at me and smiled his classicly broad good natured smile and I knew he was just messing with me which totally helped break the tension I felt and let me relax a bit. (even if he did just about give me a heart attack first) 🙂

Yes, Jack was one of a kind. I am sorry I did not get the opportunity to know him better and my heart and deepest condolences go out to those who knew him well and loved him dearly.