DW Cooper memorial photos

Here is a little photo album that I put together with pics I took at the memorial on Sunday.

Also wanted to share a little description of the day's events that I jotted down just after I got home last night (especially for those who were not able to be there):

DW's memorial gathering in the park was incredible. As I had predicted there were about twelve of us there. I showed up early and there was Don's longtime friend and Berkeley cabbie Richard, who apparently has known DW since 1971 and met him when he got here from Los Angeles and he was peddling his wares on Telegraph Ave. He and I were the first two people there and immediately got involved in swapping DW stories and setting up the table with our assorted potluck goodies.

Soon after, everyone else arrived -- all bearing gifts of food, flowers and stories of their own. Very quickly the air began to fill with yummy smells and glitter with a sort of supercharged "pixiedust" as the sun continued to pop in and out of some very ominous looking clouds. When Crystal arrived there were already several of us chatting and eating/drinking and she looked very happy and relieved to see it all.

After everyone had arrived it began to shower just a bit, so we all stood underneath a big tree and continued to visualize the sun poking back through while the food continued to cook on the grill. We then decided to form a circle and began sharing our stories and memories and a few things were read aloud. We cried, we laughed, we toasted to our brother and told him we loved him and shared several long moments of silence, listening to the sounds of nature around us. It was then that the sun began to poke through. A perfect moment. Just for DW.

Larry, a longtime friend of DW's was able to give us all a nice view of his laptop where he presented the slideshow he made of Don's artworks and several old photos (and some new ones) and the soundtrack was Beatles 'All You Need Is Love'. Another perfect moment.

At the very end of the afternoon, just after everyone had said their goodbyes and it was just down to me, Mike and Crystal sitting and looking at the canyon where we sat upon the hillside for the gathering, the last glimmer of the sun poked through and two crows flew down-- one circled right over Mike's head as he was finishing up one last DW story. It landed on a tree just over his head and began to stare him down a bit. Mike then brought up the symbology of the crow as relating to the Magician and we all then agreed that it must have been Don "looking in". The final perfect moment, three out of three. A wonderful memorial for our friend and brother.