Two letters about hills and mountains

The following are letters to the Berkeley Daily Gazette written by Bill in 1971, published in the “The open forum” section. (Information on Reverend Doug Smith’s Vietnam War Protest on Mt. Shasta can be found here.) From the Mountain Top (published August 20, 1971) Tuesday morning I watched the sunrise from the summit of Mt. Two letters about hills and mountains

Joseph Edmund Turner — “First Rate”

Bill’s “Uncle Ed” was an important part of his life. Following is a biography written by Dr. Homer Brugge, Ed’s good friend and doctor, with minor assistance from Bill.

Video from November 11 Memorial Service

Here is a video that captures much of the 11 November 2012 memorial service (the tape ended before we did, but most of the service is here). The initial and concluding poems are in Bill’s own voice, recorded around 2008.

Memorial Service December 2, 1:30 PM

Our community memorial service for Bill will be held on Sunday, December 2, at 1:30 PM, at the Unitarian Universalist Church of Berkeley. No RSVP is necessary, but if you are a member of Facebook, you can RSVP for the event here. View Larger Map

on second winds

Cafe Ariel, 12/28/92 Dear All, My life has been a slow unfolding of the last gift I received from my Father. On his death bed one day in 1952 he told me that “second wind always comes”. He was speaking specifically to cross-country running. But as I have persevered on my sometimes soaring, sometimes stuttering on second winds

Three poems about love

love is what matters love is what counts win, lose or draw it’s love that amounts to something to everything to all in this life so let’s live and let love * * * here and now we love and live or here and now we die no far, fair land no time sublime beneath some cloudless Three poems about love

There is mystery in life

There is mystery in life And the myth trees that we grow can go only so far to set our dark aglow                 but the candle born in me                 and the candle born in you                 may be just the touches needed                 to torch some pilgrim’s view                   go and glow, touch and torch there is mystery in There is mystery in life