It is odd what jogs pain in us some days. I see the words the "great Bill Graham" on another blog, and my heart sobs.
Life is complex as we know. A lovely man, Steve Kahn, flew the helicopter on which Bill Graham, Graham's girlfriend and Steve died. Steve taught me how to mountain bike safely down Mt. Tam. I felt he was a safe pilot and so have mixed feelings on Bill Graham and what he may have demanded that night as to flying under dire conditions. Steve left a wife. We are all complex, and Bill Graham especially so.
The outpouring of grief was for Bill Graham, the better known man, and yet, I will never forget the patience of Steve as he guided me safely down Mt. Tam, showing me where to brake and let go. We came down from the West Point Inn and then emerged into open grasslands as we flew down out of Pantoll and in to Muir Woods.
When I see Bill Graham's name, the tragedy of Steve's death hits me like an arrow in the heart.