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Aunty Tracey-A Sad Time
Earlier this week, Leeds gay scene lost one of it's most treasured members, Darrell Hirst. His passing will leave a void in many people's lives. Darrell was the ultimate gentleman. He held many important positions, both in his working life and in his voluntary work.
I first met Darrell properly when I started work at Queens Court. He came to the door and I told him to queue to pay. Darrell didn't take offence, he just stood where I told him to. Mark, my boss, ran out quickly and introduced us. Darrell shook my hand and was very gracious. He never forgot my name after that and would always chat when he could.
Most of the time though, it was a quick hello and a wave as he dashed from one venue to another, sorting out whatever business he had. Far too many people on the scene are full of their own self importance. They spend all their time judging people on their image, the amount of money someone earns, and even on the colour of their skin. These people should take a leaf out of Darrell's book. They are the sort of people who come and go on the scene and are not missed by anyone. Whereas Darrell will be missed by everyone who knew him, even only slightly.
At work last night, a young girl asked how Darrell was doing. When I told her he had died, she immediately burst into tears. She is a waitress in a restaurant that Darrell and his friends frequented. All she had ever done was serve at his table, she had nothing to give to him, she wasn't an important person in his life, and she was certainly not his type! Yet he managed to make her feel that they had a connection. A true gift.R.I.P.
Darrell, we'll all miss you xx
Tracey Farrar
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