In Loving Memory

 

There were many sides to Cal.

Their parents, Vicky and Paul, their sister, Eleanor, and their wife, Imogen, are mourning the loss of Cal and their wicked wit, wise words, unbounded compassion, and all the moments when Cal’s joy radiated warmth to all those around them. 

Their academic colleagues from the Oxford University’s MRC Brain Network and Dynamics Unit, Nuffield Department of Clinical Neuroscience - the laboratory where Cal was studying for a DPhil - are in shock at their death. As are Cal’s student friends from St John’s College, Oxford where they studied Psychology and Linguistics (PPL).  Their school friends from City of London School for girls will also be saddened by the news, as will other parents, teachers and fellow pupils at St Paul’s Cathedral school and The Montessori Nursery in Bethnal Green. 

Cal’s fine mind brought them many exam successes throughout their education culminating in a Wellcome Trust Biomedical Vaccination Scholarship to study the interactions between working memory and attention.  It also brought acceptance onto the 1+3 MSc and DPhil in Neuroscience Programme, funded by the Department of Experimental Psychology where Cal gained their MSc. They were also offered a place on the British Neuroscience Association's (BNA) scholar's programme and bacame a member of the 2022 cohort.

Cal was diagnosed with Autism in 2018 which went alongside their embracing nonbinary status and coming out as transgender. 

However, private mental health struggles were also a facet of Cal’s life. 

Determined to help others, they volunteered for Oxford Nightline – an independent listening, support and information service run for and by students of Oxford Brookes University and the University of Oxford. More recently Cal also volunteered for The Samaritans night shifts on the phone aiding others in distress.

Determined to help themselves, Cal tried many activities. Kayaking with the Oxford Water Polo group, women’s football with fellow Johnians, coxing for a college Women’s eight, playing recorder with a recorder ensemble. At school Cal joined the Army Cadets group in the City of London whose highlight was forming the stair guard at St Paul’s Cathedral’s Remembrance Day service.

Above all Cal adored animals. There are so many pictures of Cal with the much-loved family pets. Sooty, Tonto, Tom, Socks, Neo, Belle, Molly and Maisie.

Many walked beside Cal during the years they privately struggled with their mental health. Imogen, Cal’s long term friend, then partner and, last year, wife never left their side. Cal met Immi at City of London School for Girls in 2006 and they married at St John’s College in June 2023. Now working for the NHS, Imogen tried to secure Cal the right treatment for this all too prevalent but not yet understood crisis of suicides amongst autistic people identifying as trans.

Eleanor, Cal’s devoted big sister, constantly searched for opportunities for fun times to boost Cal’s spirits.

Jeanette and Carolyne, their godmothers, offered sanctuary and support throughout Cal’s life.  

Lily, Cal’s Maid of Honour/Best Girl, was also always there for Cal.

All Cal’s family and friends offered a constant web of love which sadly proved not to be enough.

Cal’s passing is a tragic loss to everyone who knew them. They had so much to offer, but the pain of their inner turmoil proved too great for them to bear. 

Their final words left behind in a note addressed to everyone who loved them were “I love you and I know how loved I am. I am lucky to have so much love surrounding me.”

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Donations please to The Samaritans, and Gendered Intelligence. 

Cal, we all loved you so much, and we miss you terribly.

« Tu n’es plus là où tu étais mais tu es partout là où je suis ». Victor Hugo.
 “You are no longer where you were, but you are everywhere that I am”
                     

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I remembered a boat club dinner, either 2018 or 2019, where myself and Cal were becoming vice women’s captain and captain of coxes respectively. The initiation? A no hands pudding. The challenge? A blondie with a dollop of ice cream. I, and the other initiating captains, made what we thought was a very valiant effort at the blondie (with no hands) and had just gotten to the task of eating the ice cream without getting brain freeze when the cheering erupted. Cal had somehow eaten the chewy blondie very fast and then placed their entire mouth over the ice cream and it had vanished. I was in awe. Clearly I didn’t belong in the same category. Cal was in a class of their own. In character however, Cal nochalantly accepted the praise before continuing as if nothing had happened. That little memory summed up the Cal I knew. Brilliant, witty, and forever understated. The world was a richer place for it
Issy Stephens
9th December 2024
It was a clear, sunny morning on Friday 22nd November 2024 as mourners gathered in the chapel of St John’s College, Oxford to pay their last respects to Cal Shearer. The packed chapel heard the sound of a single bell tolling announcing the arrival of the funeral procession as it slowly made its way across the quad towards the chapel entrance. The Reverend Dr Elizabeth Macfarlane led the rainbow-coloured wicker casket garlanded with sunflowers to the altar steps. Cal’s family, Vicky, Paul and Eleanor and her fiancée Charlie, as well as Imogen, Cal’s wife, Imogen’s parents, Fiona and Paul, and sister Isobel followed the four pall bearers bearing Cal’s body. The organist played Vaughan Williams’ composition, Rhosymedre. During the hour-long service, the congregation heard tributes to Cal. Professor Carolyne Larrington, Cal’s Godmother, spoke of Cal’s brilliance as they progressed from prospective candidate where Cal shone during interviews gaining acceptance to St John’s to study Psychology, Philosophy and Linguistics. (PPL). Cal’s first class degree proved the admissions panel made the right choice. Although the tutors quickly learned that that the most important impact Cal wanted to make was on the immediate lives of others. “The science was a side hustle that they happened to be very, very good at.” Said Professor Larrington. Cal’s academic career continued at St John’s when they were accepted on to the neuroscience MSc and DPhil programme. Cal’s supervisors and at the MRC BNDU (Medical Research Council Brain Network Dynamics Unit) also shared their fondness for Cal describing them as a remarkable and courageous scientist. “Everyone in the lab was in awe of Cal.” said Larrington, recounting how Cal would find more efficient ways for other people to run their code. In lab meetings, they kept everyone on their toes, asking the most pointed questions and they executed complicated statistical analyses with apparent ease Cal submitted the manuscript for their doctoral thesis project days before their death. The work examined how the brain makes inferences between events that have not been directly experienced together. Lily Furber, Cal’s best friend, described one of the passions of Cal’s life: their volunteer work for Oxford Nightline, a mental health helpline to support others during the night, and later for the Samaritans. It was moving to witness so many of Cal’s fellow young volunteers standing alongside family and friends in the chapel. Lily said that Cal had completed 1400 hours at Nightline manning the phones helping fellow students in distress. It was Cal’s way of changing lives one phone call at a time, including one marathon eight-hour call from midnight to 8 a.m. when the shift ended and Cal probably went off to cox a college crew. Cal went on to lead the Nightline service in Oxford as well as sorting out other Nightline services across the UK and Ireland. As a graduate, Cal volunteered for the Samaritans putting in many hours during nightshifts. Isobel Voysey, Cal’s sister-in-law, read some recollections of Cal written by Imogen, which described their long relationship which began as a friendship at City of London School for Girls at 7 years of age. The eulogy spoke movingly about their life together as their relationship deepened, continuing through school and university. Their marriage was blessed in July 2023 by Reverend Dr Macfarlane in this same St John’s College chapel. Eleanor Shearer’s, Cal’s sister, bravely spoke of her great sense of loss. She described how people had reached out to the family on hearing the news of Cal’s death with the phrase “There are no words.” For Eleanor, this chimed with the scale of the loss for all and the inadequacy of describing the totality of Cal. Paying tribute to Cal’s compassion, Eleanor spoke of their final act of kindness which were their reassuring words saying how they knew how much they were loved. Deborah Licorish, Cal’s aunt read Funeral Prayer by Don Paterson, and Ian Shearer, Cal’s uncle read When Great Trees Fall by Maya Angelou. Sunlight slanted in through the chapel windows as the choir sang John Rutter’s For the Beauty of the Earth. Grief, shock and Love filled the chapel as the chaplain entrusted Cal to God. A lone piper, Pipe Major, Steven Duffy, heralded the end of the service, with a nod to Cal’s Scottish ancestors and to her Caribbean roots with a stirring rendition of Amazing Grace. A wake was held in St Giles House followed by a small private family service of committal at Oxford Crematorium. Cal will be missed by all who knew them. Many thanks to all those who attended many making huge efforts to be there.
Cal's Funeral service.
25th November 2024
Funeral Prayer by Don Paterson. This was read at the Funeral service by Cal's Aunt, Deborah Licorish. Today we friends and strangers meet because our friend is now complete. They have left time. Perhaps we feel we are the ghosts and they the real - so fixed and constant do they seem, so starlike. May the human dream arise again to find them woken at its heart, though to be spoken once is as miraculous as a thousand times. What utters us, blind nature, told the trees and birds and bright stars; yet of all the words we knew, their name was the most dear. We give thanks they were spoken here.
The Family
23rd November 2024
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