Last night at the age of ninety-four, Pete Seeger died.
Funny, he was never Peter but always Pete. Yarrow was always Peter, but Seeger
was always Pete. And he never wavered from his commitment to democracy, to
freedom and to the people. If he was not always right, he was always true. It
was from Pete Seeger that I learned that there is no such thing as a wrong
I think now that this was some of
the greatest wisdom I have ever learned.
taught me about commitment. Where there was a cause there would be Pete demanding “Which
Side Are you On.” Or hammering out a song of justice and freedom. Maybe Pete is
partly why I ended up where I am—
even why I have so long stayed. The threads are so many and mixed, but it warms
me to be wrapped in the weave that includes Pete Seeger. I am ennobled by his
life and resigned to his death. I sense the loss personally: I have lost a
mentor and a friend.
Gone to flowers, everyone.