I want to thank, again, all of the people who were responsible for organizing the memorial service for Jonathan. Best damn wake I've ever been to. I can't tell you how glad I am that I was able to be there and be a part of it. I reconnected with some old and valued friends, finally met some of the people I had heard Jonathan speak of with great affection over the years, got a dragonfly and other wonderful gifts, and some much-needed handshakes and hugs. I laughed till I cried, and cried till I laughed.
    Andy mentioned that many people in the folk community were generally aware that Jonathan was a science writer and was really good at it, but that most did not fully realize the great esteem and respect that he had in the space science community. I hope I was able to shed a little more light on that side of his life for you. The two halves of his life didn't really overlap much, except in his music, where he brought together the best of both worlds.
    I think I mentioned that I had some of the best times of my life with Jonathan. In a profoundly strange and moving way, I think yesterday qualifies as another. Thanks yet again, Jonathan. In the words of one of his own songs, Jonathan truly was "a golden spark in the endless dark." The universe is a dimmer place without him.
    And thanks to all of you folkies and friends for sharing your warmth and kindness, your memories and music. I hope I'll see you again sometime.

Mark Washburn
mcwashburn@aol.com