Our Friend Bernard

Vale, Bernard

Our Friend Bernard
A Thoroughly Decent Docent

Bernard Vincent Fennessy 16 November 1923 - 6 August 2006

Jim Croft, Deputy Director, Science and Information, ANBG

Docent is not a word you commonly hear in Australian botanic gardens and natural history institutions. It comes from the Latin docere, to teach, and is widely used in North America for the legions of volunteer guides who underpin, maintain and communicate the best of society's values through cultural and natural institutions. Bernard Fennessy was one of the finest, a teacher par excellence, and was the very embodiment of the ancient Greek aphorism : "a society grows great when old men plant trees under whose shade they will never sit."

As a volunteer guide, Bernard, and his distinctive hat of rabbit felt, has been the public face of the Australian National Botanic Gardens; for countless thousands of visitors, Bernard Fennessy was the Botanic Gardens experience.

On guard all day everyday, putting in more hours than many of the full-time Gardens' staff, Bernard was a fixture of the Gardens for as long as I and most ANBG staff can remember, a watchful eye on everything, keeping us all honest and on our toes. He was ubiquitous, keeping up-to-date with the location, state and condition of every plant, and who was, or wasn't, looking after it.

The thing I admired most about Bernard was his love and respect for knowledge and his passion in sharing this with others. To Bernard it was totally unacceptable for a visitor to come to the Gardens for lunch or a cup of coffee. Totally! Anyone who entered the site had to leave the place as a better person, inspired and better informed and appreciative of Australian plants and the environment. I often thought of Bernard as an avuncular angler-fish, a patriarchal predator, lurking around the bus shelter, outside the Visitor Centre, or his favourite habitat, the congestion point where all visitors must converge on the bridge across the rainforest gully. An alternative image of a bear fishing salmon out of a stream often came to mind. Bernard would entice his prey with a friendly nod and a gesture of assistance and ... snap! 'Have you seen the ...?' 'Did you know ...?' 'Let me show you ...' . Hardly any could escape. Hardly any wanted to.

Bernard was everywhere. You could walk deep into the Gardens to get away from it all (your job, your boss, your staff, the usual things) to collect thoughts, and there would be Bernard - a jovial pied piper instructing, informing, lecturing and regaling an enthralled bunch of hijacked visitors. Or sometimes by himself, checking out some hidden nook that he would later show to someone else. When his legs got weak, he would pursue visitors on an electric wheelchair commandeered from the Visitor Centre. Yes - it was unacceptable for anyone to leave the Gardens without having been inspired by the place and without learning something.

And it wasn't just visitors. Bernard was always extolling the virtue of knowledge and cajoling his fellow Guides to learn more, know more, teach more. And when he ran out of visitors and Guides he would make sure the staff was fully aware of what they were responsible for and that he was fully aware of what they had to show and talk about.

No-one was spared the burden of botanic knowledge, which to Bernard was not a burden at all. As well as lurking strategically in the Gardens, Bernard positioned himself in the ANBG library and encouraged everyone who passed through to know everything about our plants and environment that could be found on the library shelves. He would lie in wait for the Deputy Director Science and Information and pounce on him to make sure he was across all the science and had all the up-to-date information and that he was going to give directions armed with this knowledge. Learning, knowing and making sure others learnt and knew was his passion.

People like Bernard, and what they stand for, is one of the reasons I come to work each day. He was truly a decent docent and a friend to us all.

Bernard Fennessy wearing his distinctive hat of rabbit felt.

The Bernard Fennessy 'What's in a Name?' Award has been established by the Friends of the Gardens to commemorate the valuable contribution Bernard made to the Gardens as an educator and mentor.

Photos : Murray Fagg

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