My news feed today is filed with the stories of my friends' encounters with Pete Seeger. I've had this sad half smile all day, reading how inspired they all were by him... reading the funny little ways he touched people's lives.
94 is a ripe old age.
What a wonderful gift he gave us. Music and change. Strength to be loud and sing for what we believe. Beautiful.
I feel like I have so much to learn about/from this man. And I feel a little ashamed that I know so little about him personally. I know the sweeping things, what he stood for and who he influenced... I've sung his songs around a million campfires... but I feel like his is a story that should be known.... you know?