Comments on: In memory of Kurt Schnyder

By: Nancy

Nancy — Mon, 22 Mar 2010 04:47:25 +0000

I met Kurt in 1962, when he was still a child. (I moved in next door to his family, where I lived for 9 years) He was brunette, unlike his sisters and brother. And he seemed...not so much frail. More sensitive. A BEAUTIFUL boy. His beauty always struck me. (Reminded me of Dean Stockwell, as a child)

The last time I saw him was my high school's 1998 reunion (his brother was in my graduating class. He came to the reunion with Jeff). He was very alive and wanted to make contact with me, wanted to talk. He told me that his mother lived in Seattle, and he gave me his very artistic business card. I didn't know he did art. I'm not surprised, just sad that I discovered it too late to tell him what a wonderful artist he was. I'm shocked he's gone. nhp

By: TK Major

TK Major — Mon, 26 Feb 2007 09:25:00 +0000

I feel sure he would. Thank you so much.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Sun, 25 Feb 2007 02:48:00 +0000

The bird is in the air, the stone lies on the land; the fish lives in the water, my spirit in God’s hand. ~ Angelus Silesius To effect the quality of the day is the highest of the arts. ~ Henry David Thoreau The body melts into the universe. The universe melts into the soundless voice. The sound melts into the all-shining light. And the light enters the bosom of infinite joy. ~ Santana Caravanserai Metaphysical Meditationss by Paramahansa Yogananda…Hope your friend Kurt would approve of these words…