On June 15, UVA students were informed that their fellow student, Quentin “Quent” Alcorn passed away. Quent was a rising fourth year from Richmond, Virginia, who majored in chemical engineering and was the president of Theta Chi fraternity.
He attended St. Christopher’s School in Richmond, where he was known for his intelligence, involvement, and strong athleticism, particularly in wrestling.
Over the past two weeks, family and friends of Quent have mourned his death, showing an outpouring of grief and love for the person he was.
A memorial service was held on June 18 at St. Paul’s Episcopal Church in Richmond.
In addition, a memorial scholarship has been set up in his name. Here is the link to where you can donate. The information regarding the scholarship describes Quent: “He exemplified the qualities of a leader. Quent was brilliant, honest, and selfless. He was a genuine friend, a devoted brother, and the best son a mother or father could ask for.”
When asked about the loss of Quent, Theta Chi’s national Executive Director Michael Mayer responded, “It’s always very tough to lose an undergraduate member, particularly a young man like Quent who we got to know through various regional and national leadership events.”
It is important for Quent’s legacy to live on. He was beloved by so many, particularly his brothers in the Xi Chapter of Theta Chi at UVA who are experiencing a difficult form of grief from losing a brother.
One brother in particular, Kevin Davoli, shared his memories of Quent with me.
“I remember the first time I met Quent. It was during the rush of my first year in between answering what my name was and what sports I played in high school that someone actually took an interest in the small western Pennsylvania town where I grew up. 'Wait, you're from THE Latrobe? Like Rolling Rock Latrobe?'
Quent was the type of person that, when you were little, you hoped you would become. He excelled in anything he tried, and never missed an opportunity to help someone he cared about. He was honest and blunt, but never said anything you shouldn't or didn't need to hear. He was a loyal friend and brother, brilliant student, and incredible role model.
I also remember the last words I said to Quent. It was as I was leaving Myrtle Beach, going around the room saying my goodbyes to our new guys, and I purposely skipped him. ‘No love for me, Kev?’ I was saving him for last. I don't remember exactly why I was; it wasn't something I usually did. ‘See you soon, Q.’
The hardest part, I think, about Quent's unexpected passing is that that ‘soon’ will be longer than I originally intended. I miss him already, and I hope he knows how loved he was, is, and always will be. Rolling Rock will never taste the same.”
Please keep Quent’s loved ones in your thoughts and prayers, as they cope with the loss of an unforgettable man.
