Amid all the reminders that will flow over the next few days of the extraordinarily diverse range of accomplishments that marked the career of Erima Henare, who died this week, his unfailing devotion to Te Reo Maori should never be too far from the forefront of our thoughts.
Over the years, Erima and I had occasionally chatted when we met at various hui, but more recently, we had spent more time discussing aspects of the history of Te Reo in the nineteenth century, in preparation for a book I have been writing on the topic.
Anyone who ever had the pleasure to talk with Erima on history would enjoy a virtuoso performance from an expert. His knowledge of Ngapuhi history in particular was impeccable, but he never wielded it in a ponderous manner.
Yes, he was happy to challenge the old certainties contained in those mouldering tomes from which generations of New Zealanders derived their understanding of our past, but he did so with a light touch, aware of how heavy-handed history can be a deterrent.
As a repository of the history of the Ngapuhi dialects of Te Reo, Erima was incomparable, yet, despite his expertise in this field, he was able to sequin even the most technical analyses with personal accounts that animated his explanations.