The vicar suffered – almost the same way he suffered the night his wife, Elena, died – and because he suffered, he put his beautiful cameo-like face in the sunniest smile. It was his path – part of his daily life, an integral part of himself. A pious man, in the strongest senses of this over-used word, Philip Reynolds possessed a noble talent for the things of the earth that at the same time soften human life and give it a poignancy.