Dan Schatz posted remarks on his Facebook page:

I am deeply shocked and saddened by the terrible news that Bob Franke died yesterday evening, after being struck by a motorcycle near his new home in Guatemala. So many of Bob's songs have become classics - a few days ago "The Great Storm Is Over" was my earworm; now it's "Thanksgiving Eve."

This Fall, Bob and his wife Joan sold their home in Massachusetts and retired to Antigua, Guatemala. Yesterday, while crossing the street, he was hit by a speeding motorcyclist. Following surgery to repair his pelvis, Bob suffered two heart attacks. He died yesterday evening.

I had met Bob a few times but didn't know him well. I knew Joan a little better, and I'm devastated for her loss, as well as the loss to all of us of a deep talent and a profoundly good human being. The words of his songs - so many of which were soaked in a deep and abiding love - will be resonating with me for a long time to come.

"There are sorrows enough for the whole world's end
There are no guarantees but the grave
But the lives that we live and the time that we spend
Are a treasure too precious to save.

What can you do with your days
But work and hope,
Let your dreams bind your work to your play.
What can you do with each moment of your life
But love 'till you've loved it away?
Love 'till you've loved it away."

I can't think of a more fitting epitaph.