Good-bye-ee 

What can you say to someone who has been the life-blood of an organisation for years, when they leave unexpectedly?
Good-bye-ee! good-bye-ee!
Wipe the tear, baby dear, from your eye-ee.
Tho’ it’s hard to part we know,
You’ll be tickled to death to go.
Don’t cry-ee! don’t sigh-ee!
There’s a silver lining in the sky-ee.
Bonsoir old thing, cheerio! chin chin!
Nah-poo! Toodle-oo!
Good-bye-ee!

Always the welcoming face at the office door, his influence will linger long on the Ashridge landscape, where he has brought about significant change during his twenty seven years of service. 
Shy and retiring, hiding his light under a bushel he never has a sour moment neither in person nor on paper.
A country boy, generally laid back but with a “wild” side. Drives a pick-up truck and probably likes country music. Raised in the backwoods of Dunstable from where he explored the nearby countryside from an early age. A hard worker without taking things for granted. Masculine, but with a kind nature always treating people with respect. Ladies love country boys!
Old fashioned and conservative his like will not be seen again at Ashridge. The silver lining for us card- carrying countryphiles will be to bump into him on one of those Ashridge walks.
See the subject at home in his habitat.

Good-bye-ee from your Volunteers.