This has come as a complete shock to me, as I had been talking to Joe a couple of days before his passing.We were due to play J159 Tropic Lightning at BF Blackpool and as typical, Joe arranged a ‘cheeky play through’ with one of our regular Friday Night ASL’ers, to get a grasp of the scenario and to ensure he would give me a good game.Gentlemen, it is my sad duty to inform you the Joe Arthur has now passed.
We were concerned that no one had heard from him in the last week so I contacted the police who reported they "knew where he was". This gave me some reassurance. Regrettably we heard from his brother today that he had died of a pulmonary embolism brought on by a deep vein thrombosis.
This news arrived half way through the first round at Bounding Fire. It makes it seem so pointless now.
Joe will be much missed from our Friday Night Fight group as well as his polite and cheerful interjections through other games.
His mum died earlier this year so at least they will both be together now.
Goodbye Joe.
I think I met him at the one UK tourney I attended back in Bournemouth in the late '90s. RIP, Joe.Here's a photo of Joe, a year or so ago. I remember taking this photo - all seems quite surreal posting this here.
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Great photo.Here's a photo of Joe, a year or so ago. I remember taking this photo - all seems quite surreal posting this here.
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Just learned this unexpected news.Joe was a kind and gentle soul. ...There was a sadness about Joe. He could find moments of joy but true happiness always seemed to escape him. Perhaps Joe was too empathetic for this world. I will miss chatting with Joe. I will miss spending time even if it was only over the Internet. He always had something interesting to say and a unique take on things. I hope where ever he is, he has at last found happiness and comfort. I am glad I got a chance to meet him. I am better for knowing him. -- jim
That was a very, very nice post and tribute.Just learned this unexpected news.
Joe and I first "met" when we were paired during the second round of the Bounding Fire tourney in 2020. He was incredibly polite and gentlemanly throughout our frenzied playing of "Kiss of Fury," which went down to the last CC. I admired his play and was drawn to his measured temperament. He kindly agreed to another game. In all, we played 15 games in 2020 and 2021. We last chatted over Skype in January 2022 during what would be our final match, "Twilight's Last Gleaming," no less. Joe had the Germans. His war-weary voice betrayed him. He needed to slow down, take a break. I sensed it wasn't just ASL, that something else was going on. I was aware that his mother was unwell. He said as much after returning from BF and relieving one of his sister's of caregiving duties. We corresponded a bit more in early 2022 before I took a break from playing ASL.
Joe and I talked often about his trips to tourneys on the continent. It sounded exciting to someone who has yet to sample the Euro ASL scene firsthand as he had done. (Sleeping in one's car during a tourney was less thrilling.) But his recounting of events was melancholic at best. This seemed to mirror (his) life in the faded seaside town where he resided with his mum. The world, or at least his world, had lost much of its lustre. This, I thought, was reflected in his waning enthusiasm for more than just ASL. At times he seemed quite despondent. But he was always the epitome of good manners with me. If he grew tired of a match, for instance, he would politely say as much and we would reschedule without fuss.
I miss our chats over Skype. Joe was a fine ASL sparring partner. He was also enigmatic. I never could understand why he seemed to take the plight of the wider world so personally. He was genuinely saddened by the societal decay he saw around him, the decline and shuttering, perhaps, of an earlier life. Something in his demeanour told me not to press, and I tread carefully when he opened up a little about his personal affairs. When we disagreed on non-ASL matters, and we disagreed a lot during our 100+ hours on Skype, he chided me gently. He was more mature than I in such matters. He never angered. Nor, sadly, did he laugh much. Admittedly, that may have had more to do with my poor attempts at humour than his lack thereof.
I'm saddened to hear that Joe is no longer with us. But I'm heartened to hear that so many have been touched by his gentle nature. Farewell Joe!
That's very kind of you to say. I hope I haven't inadvertently misrepresented Joe in the process. Jim's observation that he sensed a certain sadness in Joe fit so well with what I had picked up on that I felt compelled to tease it out a little more. This and Joe's warmheartedness. I'll leave it there.That was a very, very nice post and tribute.
Great words friend!Just learned this unexpected news.
Joe and I first "met" when we were paired during the second round of the Bounding Fire tourney in 2020. He was incredibly polite and gentlemanly throughout our frenzied playing of "Kiss of Fury," which went down to the last CC. I admired his play and was drawn to his measured temperament. He kindly agreed to another game. In all, we played 15 games in 2020 and 2021. We last chatted over Skype in January 2022 during what would be our final match, "Twilight's Last Gleaming," no less. Joe had the Germans. His war-weary voice betrayed him. He needed to slow down, take a break. I sensed it wasn't just ASL, that something else was going on. I was aware that his mother was unwell. He said as much after returning from BF and relieving one of his sister's of caregiving duties. We corresponded a bit more in early 2022 before I took a break from playing ASL.
Joe and I talked often about his trips to tourneys on the continent. It sounded exciting to someone who has yet to sample the Euro ASL scene firsthand as he had done. (Sleeping in one's car during a tourney was less thrilling.) But his recounting of events was melancholic at best. This seemed to mirror (his) life in the faded seaside town where he resided with his mum. The world, or at least his world, had lost much of its lustre. This, I thought, was reflected in his waning enthusiasm for more than just ASL. At times he seemed quite despondent. But he was always the epitome of good manners with me. If he grew tired of a match, for instance, he would politely say as much and we would reschedule without fuss.
I miss our chats over Skype. Joe was a fine ASL sparring partner. He was also enigmatic. I never could understand why he seemed to take the plight of the wider world so personally. He was genuinely saddened by the societal decay he saw around him, the decline and shuttering, perhaps, of an earlier life. Something in his demeanour told me not to press, and I tread carefully when he opened up a little about his personal affairs. When we disagreed on non-ASL matters, and we disagreed a lot during our 100+ hours on Skype, he chided me gently. He was more mature than I in such matters. He never angered. Nor, sadly, did he laugh much. Admittedly, that may have had more to do with my poor attempts at humour than his lack thereof.
I'm saddened to hear that Joe is no longer with us. But I'm heartened to hear that so many have been touched by his gentle nature. Farewell Joe!
None of us are angels. Dealing with that can be difficult at times.Great words friend!
I offered him a spare room at Double One this year due to a friend cancelling following the loss his father (stressing that it was "paid for anyway") and he refused, opting instead (I guess) to sleep in his car. I find that incredibly sad. I was on my own there oft-times and I do feel we would have had a nice time.
I'll admit now, with the passage of a little time, that Joe used to grind my gears a little bit. But I warmed to him. I said to my good friends Ian Morris and Simon Staniforth on many occasions that I found him a really engaging and pleasant guy away from the game. I have to admit I feel a little less for having had some enmity towards him. I doubt it was reciprocal.
But, all that said, on the whole I have more good memories of the grumbly old fucker than I have bad.
I'm sadly drifting away from this hobby a little bit. But I will always miss characters like Joe, The Mad Vet, Ian Daglish Big Trev, and many others who fell by the wayside
Very sorry to hear of Bruce’s passing I always enjoyed talking Budapest with him and playtesting his scenarios. Jim and I were just talking about him last month at the Bellfountain club meeting.I hate that we have this thread...
It is my sad duty to report that I just learned that Bruce Kirkaldy passed away on Thursday this week. Rest in peace, Bruce...
Semper Fi!
Scott