Claude Lacaze

It’s hard to believe he’s really gone. Claude Lacaze, born January 1st, 1941, slipped away on March 1st, 2026, leaving a hole in all our lives that feels impossibly large. Most people will remember him for his incredible career in rugby – a fullback for Lourdes, Racing Club de Nice, and, of course, for France. But for those of us who knew him, he was so much more than just a player. I remember when I first met him, years ago, he was showing me a particularly impressive tackle he’d made – completely serious, completely animated, and utterly charming. That was Claude – always passionate, always engaged, and always ready to share a story, usually involving a muddy pitch and a triumphant roar. He had this infectious laugh, a booming, joyful sound that could fill a room, and a genuine warmth that drew people to him. Claude was the heart of our family. He adored his wife, Sylvie, and their children, Antoine and Sophie, more than anything. He was the kind of dad who built elaborate Lego castles with Antoine, patiently explaining the physics of structural integrity, and the kind of grandfather who could turn any bedtime story into an epic adventure. He’d spend hours teaching Sophie to play pétanque, always letting her win, of course, and he’d always, *always* have a biscuit ready. He wasn’t one for grand gestures, but his love was a constant, quiet current, flowing through our family and shaping us all. He treasured his time with his grandchildren, and they were the light of his later years. Beyond rugby and family, Claude had a real love for the simple things. He was a devoted gardener, spending hours tending to his roses – he was fiercely proud of his prize-winning ‘Peace’ variety – and he could spend an entire afternoon lost in a good book, preferably a history or travelogue. He had this incredible ability to find beauty in everything, from a perfectly brewed cup of coffee to a stunning sunset. He truly believed in the power of a good conversation and a shared laugh, and he had a knack for making everyone feel seen and valued. Claude’s impact on those around him was profound. He was a loyal friend, a supportive colleague, and a loving husband and father. He taught us the importance of dedication, the joy of competition, and the value of kindness. He leaves behind a legacy of passion, laughter, and a deep appreciation for life’s simple pleasures. We’ll miss his booming laugh, his gentle spirit, and the way he made every day a little brighter. Rest in peace, Claude.