Heartbreaking news. I first met John when in my very first Christmas Revels in 1976, in Hanover, NH. I attended countless Nowell Sing We Clear concerts. After the 9/11 disaster, there was a memorial in Brattleboro, VT. Two of the victims belonged to the Marlboro Morris Men, as did John. I sat with the team (a morris dancer myself) and for awhile John cried in my arms.

When Byron died, whenever I saw him, at a concert or festival, he went out of his way to be kind to me, and we developed a bit of a flirty friendship (always within appropriate bounds). It was a joy to introduce my now-husband Hunt to him, and to share his wonderful music.
We are both grieving today.