RIP, Steve Thorpe

On Tuesday, October 15th, I was up on my roof, making minor preparations for the next rainy season, when Rachel arrived unexpectedly. Steve Thorpe had died.

I had never met Steve Thorpe - he was a Facebook Friend - but Rachel had a number of fond reminisces about him.  Steve had been her baby sitter in the 70s and very early 80s, in Davis, CA.  He was watching his own son and he watched her too.  He even included her in a novel he wrote.

Sometime in the late 80s or early 90s, Steve Thorpe moved to the Black Hills of South Dakota, where he became a well-known folk singer there.  The folk-singing community there is in mourning over his death.

We traveled to Davis, CA, to honor Steve's memory.

The house at 6th and C Street, where they had all once lived back in the day.

I like the "Dream of the Trees" (below).