Tate Memory

Larry Bethune

Henry Tate and I talked so many times, and shared so much love for our Irish (his) and Scottish (mine) heritage and cultures. Often, deep into our musings, we were taken back to an artistic period for which we both shared a love – the “Belle Epoque,” the times of Picasso, Stravinsky, Proust, hanging out on the Left Bank in the Café de Floré. Henry was almost an anachronism, loving and living in such an artistic era. I was in awe of his understanding of art and the artist. His tours and were captivating and his narratives spell-binding and rich. He made my life so much the better. I am so glad to have known him and to be able to ensure he lives forever in our memories.

“And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere,
And gie’s a hand o’ thine,
And we’ll tak a right guid willie-waught
For auld lang syne!”