Gordon Wilmot Strout
November 1, 1947 ~ March 30, 2018
Portland - Gordon W. Strout passed away on Friday, March 30, 2018 at Maine Medical Center with his family by his side.
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Arrangements are under the direction of the Conroy-Tully Walker Funeral Home, 172 State Street, Portland.
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I got to know Gordon and Barrie during my summers at Little Sebago Lake. I always looked forward to seeing him again and riding in his sailboat. He was a bon vivant who always had a grin on his face and a complimentary remark on his lips. He was 70 going on 40, who exuded vitality, adventure, and a zest for life. He lived to the fullest, and I thought I would see him again for many more summers. His sudden passing comes as a great shock and a reminder that we are all fragile mortals who should embrace each day as a precious gift. Gordon set an example for all his friends by following the philosophy: live as if you’ll die tomorrow, and plan as if you’ll live forever.
– Max Millard
I knew Gordon as a respected fellow educator who was full of life…skiing, sailing, swimming. Among his many talents, he was a drummer who loved to relax with his friends, laugh and listen to music. That’s the “Gordon” I will always remember. Gary
– Gary Noyce
In the summer of 1988, Gordon and I were helping Bob Clark put an addition on his home. One hot day we took the afternoon off and went boating on Sebago. When we approached Frye’s Leap, Gordon and I dived into the lake, leaving Bob and his family to steer the boat. Gordon and I scrambled up the slope and joined the queue of teenagers that were taking the jump off of Frye’s Leap one at a time. When our turn came, Gordo went first. As he began his dash for the edge of the cliff, Gordo turned to me and declared “See you in the next life!” Indeed.
See you then Gordo.
Cooky
– David Clark
I met Gordon through my daughter. He was both her teacher and mentor. Our conversation at one point arrived at sailing, and then we were on our way. We would get together several times a summer to sail Casco Bay. He would usually arrive at my house in his Jeep. Once it was the RV. We would use this time to catch up on the families. We never hooked up this past summer. Several opportunities slipped past.
And now Gordon is on a different voyage, a course I’m sure on calm waters, clear skies and pleasant breezes. Hope we can crew together again some day.
– Rick Foley
I’ll never forget how kind Gordon and Barrie Lee were in loaning us their house on our days off from DJC – they always used the ruse of we’ve got a little job for you. Michelle and I painted the garage one year, piled the rags up beside the garage (which hosted the porsche), went off and played tennis and it was so hot that the cloths caught fire. Lucky for us it was caught before any disaster really occurred. Gordon was a lovely man and he and Barrie Lee treated us like their own children, but the young adults we really were. Utmost respect and sadness at his passing. Thoughts with BarrieLee – you both made us some fantastic memories. Our thoughts are with you at this time.
David MacAskill
– david macaskill
Gordon became an extended family member known as “Uncle Gordon” to our two
sons who later were introduced to British literature in his classroom. A most remarkable vision I have of Gordon, aside from his clipping in the spinnaker on his Calypso sailboat, was when for a decade
or so he would dress in a tuxedo, walk calmly to the center high school stage spotlight, and welcome Gorham’s community to its fall play or spring musical. He arranged details with professional patience and vision…his sixth sense left nothing out. Those were pride filled times… hundreds of hours he had invested to assemble Broadway productions so we could, for an evening, view the next generation’s talent carrying on. I knew how much these events meant to him. He had an instinctive manner that gave to others year after year after year. Doubtful he ever fully realized that he truly was a man for all seasons. Senor
– Robert C. Clark