We miss you.

I have always felt that when those we love leave us, they become guardian angels. Blair was so kind in life that I imagine he is organizing the heavenly troops to make sure that we are all well protected. I can still feel those wonderful "Blair hugs". I miss you my friend.

"What we have once enjoyed deeply we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us." -Helen Keller
I am so grateful for all that I enjoyed deeply with Blair and loved about him.
I miss him so much, and yet I am comforted by the feeling that he has become a part of me.

For almost 50 years of birthday calls and cards I had Blair's birthday as October 31st. He never let me know I had the wrong date. Megan and I had a laugh about it when I asked her if she was sure it was the 29th (!!) and she admitted that he didn't have the heart to tell me and risk hurting my feelings. As usual, his kindness was part of every decision he made. I miss you my dear, dear friend.

No matter how long you're gone, I still miss you Blair.

Wish we could be having our birthday call today, hearing how everything is going great for you. Always so positive--still an inspiration! Miss you.

On his birthday, our thoughts turn to Blair and all he meant to us. 
There was something almost magical about Blair. He had a special way of bringing us to a happier place with his words, deeds, love and laughter.
I never took this for granted and will be forever grateful for having Blair as such a powerful presence in my life.
Blair's magical spirit lives on!

Blair was my cousin's cousin, but still, he was family. We only met occasionally at family Macleod family gatherings, but every time was a delight. He was so full of life and joy it was infectious. He was a special fellow and I feel blessed to have known him,

Still think of Blair when something strikes me funny. I know he'd appreciate it. We had so many laughs at life and I always felt so loved by him. Miss him!

Blair--
We miss you. Searched my voicemails and found one from you on 6/29/19. So good to hear your voice!

It has been three years since Blair's passing. As time goes on there have been fewer tears and more smiles and laughs when I think of treasured moments with him.
Blair cared deeply for his friends and family, dedicated himself to serving others, and he radiated joy.
Blair shines in our hearts.

Happy Birthday Blair! Thinking of you today. I am crying and laughing at the same time. Miss you always dearest friend! Love you always. - D

Blair, we miss you. Always loved the birthday greetings we exchanged for 50+ years. 

How I wish I could give Blair a big hug on this day that marks his 73rd birthday.
And how I miss the warm and wonderful hugs that he gave.
For Blair's family and family of friends who are thinking of him today
I send you my love and a hug.

Missing you every day.

Hard to believe it's been two years. I still miss him. I'm still sad he's not here. Blair: One of a kind, unforgettable, always loved.

I think Ginger nailed it today. It hasn't gotten a smidgeon easier. He, of course, would want us to be laughing. So I find humor in the fact that in driving his car (which Megan and Terry generously sold me,) because his volunteering wasn't that far from home, and I work really close to home, between us here is a 2014 Honda Civic with 29,000 miles on it. He would find that hilarious. That led me to think about us being invited out many times to join our fellow employees different places, and he would say, "Well I don't know about you Miss Peach, but my dance card it full that night!" And we would laugh uproariously.  Neither of us a fan of "plans," a word he'd draw out as "plaaaannns!" Here's the thing though about him and groaning about plans - once he got somewhere HE WAS THE LIFE OF THE PARTY with his colorful shirts, his decorations, his incredible thoughtfulness about whichever the event, and we all loved it!
Yes, miss him like crazy!!

God, how i wish i could call you so we could talk for hours about how crazy everything is these days. And laugh.

It hasn't gotten a smidgeon easier.

♥️

On this second anniversary of Blair’s passing, I’d like to share my husband Terry’s sweet words that have been a source of comfort to me:
“Blair has become so deeply within us that we will never be without him again.”

Will miss my birthday call with Blair. It was a highlight of each year for so many years!

Megan, such a lovely tribute. Yes, Blair was all warmth and sunshine. As much as I miss him, just thinking of him always makes me smile. 

Celebrating birthdays was a favorite activity of Blair's. He enjoyed wearing yellow to birthday celebrations and gatherings. Today, in memory of beloved Blair, I am wearing his favorite yellow shirt on his birthday. Smiles and tears cross my face as I listen to "Yellow," a sweet Coldplay song that seems fitting on this day of remembrance:

Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And everything you do
Yeah, they were all yellow.

Dearest Blair...You were "yellow" to your family and friends. Full of warmth and sunshine and cheer. We miss you dearly, and will carry you in our hearts forever.

Notorious BMG—you are missed. ♥️

I can't believe it's been a whole year since Blair left us. It seems so long ago that I saw him Dec. 2019, yet the time has flown by. I still miss him terribly but, along with a pang, I also feel his warmth and sweetness whenever I think of him, a lasting gift from dearest Blair.

Megan, your Christmas message is SO Blair. It brings it home again that he's actually moved on and isn't with us this Christmas. I think the last one we all spent together was in 1976 at your mother's place!
Blair will always be missed (so much!) and his messages of optimism and joy will always be cherished.

This past year has taught us both how much we treasured Blair. Our gratitude is boundless, and there is so much we still want to share with him.
Be that as it may, Blair, his kindness, and his generosity of spirit, lights our life from afar. Megan, Terry and Chelsea carry the Gordon torch, and we feel its continual warmth. God bless Blair and all who were lucky enough to know him.
still sadly,
David Schmidt and Brian Lindquist

It is astonishing that a year has passed already since Blair's passing. Thank you Megan, for sharing that beautiful tribute from Glendale Memorial. What an impact he had on them, as he had on all of us! I miss his phone calls, miss his laugh, his support, his bear hugs, and his unconditional love. Remembering him today and everyday, and sending love to the entire Blair community!

On this sad anniversary, our hearts are full of love for Blair and our minds are full of memories of treasured times with him.
We miss him dearly, but his inspiring spirit continues to be with us.

Megan, that is such a lovely tribute - thank you for sharing. Blair will not only live in our hearts, but everyone who sees the plaque will also be reminded of his kindness.

On February 7, 2020 Blair arrived at Glendale Memorial Hospital as a volunteer. Exactly one year ago today—February 15—he left the hospital, one final time, as a patient. In 2019 when asked to describe his experience of the hospital in six words, Blair said: “very satisfied patient, very grateful volunteer.”
Our family is deeply touched by a recent honor that Blair received from the hospital. Blair’s many years of service as front desk volunteer have been recognized with a beautiful plaque that was mounted at the front desk just a few days ago. It reads:
Dedicated in memory of
Blair Gordon
Glendale Memorial Hospital Front Desk Volunteer
May Blair’s spirit continue to inspire all who visit
Glendale Memorial

We couldn’t be prouder of Blair’s service, spirit and lasting legacy. And we are so grateful to Glendale Memorial Hospital for enriching Blair’s life in so many ways and for providing such a fitting tribute. A picture of the plaque may be found in this photo gallery.

Megan, your Christmas message is SO Blair. It brings it home again that he's actually moved on and isn't with us this Christmas. I think the last one we all spent together was in 1976 at your mother's place!
Blair will always be missed (so much!) and his messages of optimism and joy will always be cherished.

Traditionally, this is the season for wishing comfort and joy to loved ones. On Christmas Eve my thoughts turn to Blair. He embodied comfort and joy with his: active listening, encouraging words, warm hugs, hearty laugh, unique sense of humor, and radiant smile.
In a small spiral notebook of Blair’s that I discovered, he handwrote this beautiful message--“I always believe that something wonderful is about to happen.” And he underlined the word “wonderful” for emphasis!
I think Blair would wish exactly that for his family and his family of friends—that something wonderful happen to you in the new year!

This Thanksgiving I give thanks for the blessing of Blair in my life. I really lucked out being his sister! Blair took nothing for granted and appreciated immensely the simple things in life.
His spirit of gratitude was infectious. Let's spread it around.

Happy heavenly birthday Blair. With heartfelt apologies for being a day late as your birthday wish was one of the first I received on my birthdays. I missed that message this year, but your beloved sister Megan sent me a lovely message, which reminded me of you and your bright spirit.

I miss you greatly, as does the entire Harris family. Rob and I share memories of you often and in doing so are reminded of the role you played in our daughters lives. You met them while they were just babies and watched them grow to adults. Your charm and joyful disposition captivated them as children and filled their hearts with love for you. You always had these mini toys for them, like the magnetic fishing game where they used little poles to catch plastic fish. At Valentines, you gifted all of us Harris girls, red heart boxes of chocolates (how was it that we got to see you around Valentines?). I am not sure you were even aware of this as it came so naturally to you, but you encouraged Rob's success in Real Estate, Madi and McKayla's success in school and careers, and my success as a mother. Your beautiful heart made us, and others, want to be like you. Our visits were always too short, yet our time together meaningful. How blessed we were to have that time with you...and your friendship.

We love you Blair and always will.

Dearest Blair,
I feel you with me and us so often. You let us know through hummingbirds, unlikely Supremes music and dear memories that always make me chuckle in sweet remembrance. Sometimes I forget you won't be in LA on my next visit and then remember and miss you so much. I miss our talks and laughter and seeing life's ironies with you. I miss your hugs and encouragement and your indefatigable positivity, always an inspiration. And I will miss your birthday cards, that always made me feel special as only you could. I wish I could send you one now, on this birthday. I'm so grateful you were born and that I had you in my life for over 5 decades. What a gift! You were the truest of friends, who walked beside me as I faced huge challenges, generously showering me with encouragement and support that helped me climb the next mountain. Thank you for that, for wonderful Meg and for being the one and only Blair.

Thinking of you today, Blair. I so miss the annual phone calls we exchanged on our birthdays--but I can still hear your voice announcing that "Everything is great!". Always positive, always affirming life and love. You remain an inspiration. Love to Megan and family and our family of friends! 

Blair, I am missing you today and everyday my friend. You LOVED to celebrate everyone's birthday and not your own!! I knew this would be hard. Have been thinking about it this whole month. Megan, your tribute is just beautiful, as it always is. You are amazing at making the rest of us feel better. Sending all love to Blair, Megan and family, and all of his friends who love him so much!

Megan's tribute says it all. I still have many of the silly gifts you gave me over the years. Happy Birthday, Blair! We miss you.

Today is your birthday~ October 29
This is the day that family and friends are thinking about you, remembering all that you meant to us, and missing you dearly.
You remembered loved ones’ birthdays like no other! Funny, heartfelt emails, cards and phone calls; big bear hugs; joyful lunch and dinner celebrations complete with bows, balloons, and trinkets to add to the merriment of the day. You reveled in the celebration and you showered us with your love.
Today we shower you with our love. We recall our treasured times together. As the song goes, “memories bring back you.”
Blair, I will love you always and forever be grateful for having you as such a bright light in my life.

Although I was not blessed to know Blair, I do know his wonderful sister Megan. She recently told me about Blair, and he surely was someone I would have loved to know. I mourn his passing and pray that he rests in eternal peace. 

Megan, thank you so much for this lovely thought. So many times in the last day or two I have found myself humming "Dream a little dream" and it is so soothing - like getting a hug from Blair.

One of Blair's prized possessions was an antique stand-up Victrola. As we were cleaning out his house, we opened the top of the Victrola and made a wonderful discovery. The old record that was sitting on the turntable was Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald's rendition of "Dream a Little Dream of Me." The first two stanzas seem like a fitting message to his loved ones~

Sweet dreams til sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

Stars shining right above you
Night breezes seem to whisper, I love you
Birds singin' in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me.

This has taken me so long to compose. I'm still not sure what I'm going to say! I am Donna Catana Lawrence. I worked with Blair for 20+ years at ASI. He was my boss, my mentor, one of my very dearest friends for 42 years. He hired me in February, 1978. We started laughing about five minutes into my job interview, and we never stopped. We had the greatest working relationship, along with the third person in our NBC department, Eve Pohlo. Eve's daughter-in law has posted here, some of the best pics of the three of us.
None of the three of us loved having our picture taken, but we always managed to pull it off when it counted. As long as we were together, it never felt like work! What do you say about this stellar human, Blair Gordon? He really was my mentor. He listened to me, he loved me unconditionally, he supported my decisions, he championed everything I ever did and said. He loved both of my husbands! No judgement ever! He fretted through both of my late-in-life pregnancies and was equally ecstatic and relieved when Catherine and Dylan were born. Blair never forgot their birthdays or mine. We had the deepest bond and love for each other. Blair and my mother adored each other and she was tough as nails, but as mild as a lamb with him! He loved my family and they him. His voice is and always will be booming in my head! Oh honey, it's okay! What other choice but to just go with that. I am beyond grateful that I got to talk to him on the Sunday before he passed. He thought he had the best life, was the luckiest man for having his amazing family and wonderful friends. But it is I who feel not only lucky, but honored that he included me in his inner circle for so many years. I will miss him endlessly and love him forever! I've included a photo of Blair and me with his longtime friend, Tom Magee. It was taken in the late 80's during one of Tom's annual summer trips to stay with Blair. To Megan and family, to Blair's friends who have posted here, you all have my deepest condolences. This is one aching chasm which can never be filled! Love to all. Donna Catana Lawrence 5/18/20

On the occasion of Blair’s final voyage: eight am on Friday, April 24th, 2020 -- my best friend, mentor and true companion:

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message 'He is Dead'.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W H Auden

David Schmidt
Sleepy Hollow, New York

Over a month later I still have a hard time believing that my dear, treasured friend is no longer with us, that on my next trip to CA he won't be there. Having a world without Blair is hard to fathom. He leaves a big hole in my life and heart. If “one of a kind” applies to anyone, it's Blair. I am so thankful that I got to spend time with him over the holidays, when he was as vibrant and full of joy, humor and life as always.

Over the 53 years that Blair and I have been close friends I don't recall any time we were together that wasn't fun, funny and full of laughter. He always had such a perceptive and loving view of things. And he ALWAYS saw the positive side of whatever happened. My kids and I would laugh about how Uncle Blair's response, when he slipped and shattered his knee, was “I am so lucky!” (because he had insurance, etc.) Who does that?? Blair, that's who.

Blair and I had many phases through our long friendship, from college days to living together in Hollywood, to his unwavering support of me and my son through a huge crisis. He was the most loyal, generous and steadfast of friends and one of the finest human beings I could ever hope to know. He was always an inspiration to see the bright side, even in the face of extreme adversity. I always considered him family, and always will.

Blair, I still cry and shake my head in disbelief at my loss of you, but I am so grateful to have had you in my life and that your spirit is with us still.

I love you dearest Blair.

I love the Motown memory. I have a vivid memory of staying at a hotel in Boston when I was looking at colleges when I was in high school and hearing that Diana Ross was staying at the same hotel. I rode the elevator for hours just on the off chance that I would see her. I never did get a glimpse, but I knew that I would never be able to look Blair in the eye if I wasn't able to at least say that I tried my best!

Motown memory:

Way back, before she was filling stadiums, you could see Diana Ross in small venues where she was close enough to touch. In the early 60s she was playing at Blinstrub’s in Boston and Aunt Janet bought us all tickets to see her. Our table butted right up to the stage. Blair proceeded to lay out album covers & fan pix right on the stage in front of our table. Sure enough, she came over and sang right to us—and I thought Blair’s cheeks were gonna break he was so excited. After the show, armed with Blair’s camera and tape recorder, he and I snuck backstage and hid under a table so we could sneek in to get an interview with Diana. Like Jim Lattin’s story, we weren’t able to talk to her but he did interview her hairdresser which excited him almost as much.

Blair was such a huge fan and dedicated follower that after numerous backstage adventures & fan(antic) devotions, Diana Ross would greet him by name. He always attributed his migration to Hollywood to his undying love for her—and he remained faithful to her for his lifetime.

God, I miss him. ♥️

I have had the privilege to know Blair through my sister. When she would come visit me in Los Angeles, she always made a point to see him. Fortunately, that meant I would also see him when he came to my house to pick her up. He was always so happy and cheerful, a tremendous friend and support to my sister. His radiant smile and positive energy was an inspiration to us all. He will be greatly missed.

I first met Blair at a big party in his previous home on Murray Drive before Megan and I were married. It did not take more than a few minutes to realize that he was a very special person who loved life and enjoyed his circle of friends. Over more than 40 years of knowing and loving Blair those feelings about him have deepened. Blair's sunny optimism attracted those around him and drew them closer. The glass was always not just half full, but completely full. Blair's unique sense of humor always brought joy and good feelings to everyone in his company. At family birthday dinners or luncheons, he would bring funny hats, blowers, and trinkets. I remember with amused nostalgia Blair's windup toy phase when he would often put some toy bear doing somersaults, or maybe a pair of windup dentures out on the table to liven things up.
And there was a very private side of Blair. He treasured his time alone at home or just out on a solitary walk for miles somewhere in the city he loved. He was a complex person who ran much deeper in his mind and soul than many realized.
I will miss Blair for the rest of my life. He was the brother I never had and he loved me as I am in spite of myself . I always knew I could trust him with my life and all of the things I valued. He was seldom judgmental, but looked for the best in others. He spent time cultivating and tending to his relationships in a way that led to lifelong friendships that were at the center of his life.
Go with peace and love bro!

Dearest Blair,

Losing you is still such a sad shock. We will all miss your wonderful smile, your positivity, your wonderful outlook on life. I will always remember your fantastic, fun, creative birthday cards you sent my mom and what a wonderful friend and man you were. Thank you for everything, we love you!