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"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
-Lewis Carrol, The Walrus and The Carpenter
The time has come to talk of Cedwyn. The time has come to celebrate our brilliant Flutterby. She will always rest gently on our hearts.

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I didn't think it would be this way. None of us did. How could such a vital force leave us? How could someone who would have painted the moon purple if she could, be gone?

         photo Cedwyn paiting the moon purple_zpsg1pa6rno.jpg

 

                J.R.R. Tolkien
“PIPPIN: I didn't think it would end this way.

GANDALF: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.

PIPPIN: What? Gandalf? See what?

GANDALF: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.

PIPPIN: Well, that isn't so bad.

GANDALF: No. No, it isn't.”

― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

This is not goodby. Love never dies. Cedwyn lives on in all our hearts.
She lives on when we open ourselves to the wonder around us.

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Did you know she loved bubbles? She did, so make some for her. Make a cloud of bubbles for your own heart's joy and memory. People will be making bubbles in her honor at Mt. Tabor Park, in Portland, Oregon this afternoon. Cedwyn would love it.

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Today from Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine, from Coast to Coast, and country to country, we are gathering to celebrate the gift that was and will always be our own Chaos Fairy, our lover of all things winged, our Cedwyn.

Today, people are wearing her favorite color, purple, and raising their glasses to her laughter and life.

Today, we gather to share tears, comfort, laughter, and magic. Cedwyn would not have wanted it any other way.

So come on in. There are comfortable chairs amidst the flowers that she loved.

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A close friend of Cedwyn's from Portland, Oregon, lovej's, joined the Dkos family to ask for help in passing on some information to all of you to whom Cedwyn mattered. A Memorial Service is going to be held for her on Saturday, May 30, 2015, at Mt. Tabor Park, Portland, Oregon.

More details on the exact meeting spot will be coming soon, but I wanted to give you a heads up now so if any of you do want to attend you can make plans. As it is, I should have posted this sooner for those of you who may want to fly out. I was hoping for more information and waited. My apologies to lovej's and to you for doing so.

All of this feels so surreal, and like many of you, I still can't quite believe that Cedwyn has left us. I am utterly thankful to all of you for your help in making her quilt a reality and getting it to her so quickly, for all your cards and messages to her, for those of you who went to see her and brighten her days, and to lovej's for thinking about this community in the midst of their own sorrow. Your loving thoughts and actions made a profound difference to Cedwyn, her family, and to all of us.

The Memorial Service is going to be an extraordinary celebration of Cedwyn's life, one that will bring tears, laughter, comfort, and thankfulness for having been gifted with such a bright spirit in our midst. I hope that all of you who wish to attend are able to do so and bring back memories to share with the rest of us.  

Love and miss you, Cedwyn

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Sun Apr 12, 2015 at 09:18 AM PDT

Rick Smith (Socratic Method) 1948-2014

by twigg

Reposted from Every Part of You Belongs to You by Cali Scribe

It falls to me, at the request of Rick's family, to pass on the news that Rick died peacefully following a long illness.

You knew him as Socratic Method, founder of the Group "Personal Storytellers", and a regular on the site since 2010.

From his Profile:

Former Teamster. Retired, disabled, loved by a wonderful family. Proud grandfather. Proud Democrat. Proud Union supporter.
Rick always tried to do the right thing by his community, his family and he will be missed by all. His comment signature was prophetic, because he was always full of life in his on-line work. Sadly that was my only personal knowledge of him, but I will leave you with his own quote:
Breathe. If you can, you ain't dead yet
.

Rest Well Rick, and take with you the good wishes and blessings of this community, and our sincere condolences to your family.

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Sun Feb 01, 2015 at 04:09 AM PST

Flutterby, Faerie RIP

by GreyHawk

Reposted from GreyHawk by VetGrl

Note: Cedwyn has passed away. 'Thank you' to Gooserock, in comments, who provided the link to Jotter's diary of the news.

"You're a butterfly,
And Butterflies
are free to fly
Fly away, high away,
Bye-bye"
    - Elton John & Bernie Taupin
Cedwyn the Chaosfaerie has touched many lives within this community - both online as well as in meatspace. When the word went out that she was ill - and the serious, time-constrained nature of the illness became known - our community quilters sprang into action, quickly creating and sending a beautiful incarnation of community spirit & love to our comrade. Onomastic gently prodded us with a reminder, so that we could help ensure that the dKos Extreme Quilters were properly supported, and those fantastic masters of the art followed up with a status shortly afterward.

Jill Richardson gave us a Cedwyn update, and more recently shared some thoughts on Cedwyn that included a sad update:

Cedwyn's now unconscious she and the hospice nurse thinks she won't wake up again. They estimate she will last about a week.
I've only met Cedwyn in person once. It was at NN12, in Providence. I've known her - mostly indirectly - for years, through both ePluribus Media and Daily Kos, and she provided some invaluable assistance with the editing and proofing of one of the books I co-authored.
I don't know her anywhere nearly as well as many others here, and yet the collective sense of love and concern by so many for her amplify what I'm feeling, sweeping me up into it and the palpable realization that she is dearly loved by so many within this community.

When she passes on, her spirit free to fly, there will be tears of both joy and sadness. To put it into well-known Daily Kos terms, there'll be tears, as well as Cheers and Jeers:

Cheers! - no more pain, no more suffering!
Jeers! - We've lost Cedwyn's light, love, and laughter in the physical realm!
Cheers! - Cedwyn's spirit is flying among the butterflies and flutter-bys, and occasionally buzz-bombing various assorted venues, Kossack watering holes, and political gatherings
Jeers! - Cancer sucks! #fuckcancer
Cheers! - We knew & loved Cedwyn, and she's alive within our hearts, minds, and memories forever!
I suspect there's so much more people can say...I'm done. I primarily wanted to post this for two reasons - first, to share the opening and closing images in honor of Cedwyn, hopefully comforting her as well as those who know her; and second, to give more people an opportunity to catch up on how she's doing, and - more importantly - to share their Cedwyn tales with each other, so as to allow more of us to share her life in honor of the spirit with which she shared it with us.

Good night. And goodbye, Cedwyn...

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Sat Jan 31, 2015 at 09:50 PM PST

Message from Jack

by jotter

Reposted from jotter by Cali Scribe

I just got this note from Jack Thompson, Cedwyn's father.  

"Cedwyn passed away tonight, quietly, gracefully and at peace."

He continued "Please pass our appreciation and gratitude to all of the dailykos community:   everything they did made a true difference during her time of need and we will never forget it."

Roger that, Jack.

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Reposted from 1864 House by Cali Scribe

Long-time Kossack bleeding heart has entered hospice care.

She has been a tireless fighter for good in Wisconsin, a member of the solidarity singers at the Capital, a thorn in the side of elected officials, and a gentle reassuring presence in the lives of so many. Her spirit has pushed her physical being beyond its limits for so long. Please share some of your spirit with her during this time.

Whatever your personal tradition is... please share energy, light, thoughts, memories, prayers, chants, or messages of support.

Update:

With great sadness, I pass along this message:

Janet left us at 8:20 this evening.  She did it gracefully.  Thanks for your attention, caring, and support.

Janet Stonecipher - Services

A casual visitation will be held at GUNDERSON EAST FUNERAL HOME, 5203 Monona Dr., Madison, from 5 p.m. until 7 p.m., on Friday, January 2, 2015.

A Memorial Celebration of Janet’s life will be held at LANDMARK AUDITORIUM, at the FIRST UNITARIAN SOCIETY OF MADISON, 900 University Bay Dr., Madison, at 11 a.m., on Saturday, January 31, 2015.

Donations in Janet’s honor may be made to the First Unitarian Society Music Program. Online condolences may be made at www.gundersonfh.com.

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Sun Nov 30, 2014 at 04:26 PM PST

In Memoriam: Edger

by SpecialKinFlag

Reposted from SpecialKinFlag by Cali Scribe

It is with a heavy heart that I bring the sad news that kossak Edger passed away on November 28 after a brief illness. As one friend noted Edger was caring, passionate and compassionate and with a strong sense of justice.

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Tue Jul 22, 2014 at 06:27 PM PDT

the final word.... from Badgers wife

by badger

Reposted from badger by VetGrl
AFTER DINNER WALK FALL 2013
Badger passed away on Sunday July 13th. In his home as he wished, to Monty Pythons video from the Life of Brian “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life”. I wish I could put that in this message but I don't even know how.

Badger was a very private, quiet, gentle man, with a brilliant mind and humble spirit.
I have never written a diary nor been on Kos. It was Badger's place and I respected his privacy.
It amazes me to see 69 diaries and over 11,000 comments. He spoke here more than anywhere else in life, so I feel I owe his Kos friends a final farewell.

I would love to give him due credit by writing something eloquent and profound, but I am not Badger.
I am his “American Success Story” , his “Calamity Jane”, his love, his partner, his wife.

He never waivered in his devotion to myself and our daughter, he never raged nor felt sorry for himself throughout his cancer ordeal.
As someone else stated … he was a class act.

I loved him immensely, I will miss him forever.

“For life is quite absurd And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow
Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin
Enjoy it - it's your last chance anyhow.
So always look on the bright side of death...(Whistle)
a-Just before you draw your terminal breath...(Whistle)

Life's a piece of shit, when you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true
You'll see its all a show, keep 'em laughin as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you
And...Always look on the bright side of life...(Whistle)
Always look on the right side of life...

C'mon Brian, cheer up
Always look on the bright sideof life...
Always look on the bright sideof life...”

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Reposted from Street Prophets by Sara R

Hi folks,

Something a little different tonight. I received word through the interwebby grapevine that our dear DJ Rix who was known to us blue-blooded Street Propheteers as "Asbury Park" has died. From what I've learned, he died on Thursday in Elizabeth, New Jersey. As you can tell from his SP username he had a deep connection to the East Coast. After a prolonged period of worsening health he checked himself into the hospital about a week and a half ago.

Please take a moment and join me in remembering Bob Rixon below the fold.

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January 16th was not a good day.

It would have been my father's 90th birthday, and as usual, the date dredged up a lot of things I'd really rather not remember, so my morning didn't begin well.

It didn't end well, either.

Unable to load Daily Kos properly, I clicked over to The Political Carnival, another lefty politics site. And learned that one of the site's cofounders and cobloggers, Paddy Kraska, had walked on a few hours earlier.

I didn't know Paddy well. I "met" her in the comment threads at Balloon Juice, another site where I lurk a lot and comment occasionally, particularly when I can't load Daily Kos. But I was passingly familiar with her blog home, and with her and her coblogger, GottaLaff (a/k/a Laffy), whose name I know will be familiar to many Kossacks.

But I knew enough to know this: She was funny. She was fierce. She was committed, dedicated, a liberal's liberal who, no matter her own personal crises, never gave up and never gave in. From everything I ever saw, she always had a kind word and a virtual smile for everybody, a desire to help those who needed it, a passion for leftist politics and sound policy, a deep love for animals.

She was a Kossack.

She hadn't diaried much here lately. Her last diary was roughly a year and a half ago, in late June of 2012. But she'd been a Kossack since August 1, 2005, and she'd established a solid body of work here, writing a total of 117 diaries while co-administering TPC and commenting elsewhere, as well as maintaining a presence on Twitter and recording podcasts.

Her last comment here was less than two weeks before her death: a quick "Love ya, SR" to Trix in his Silly Rabbit guise late on the first Saturday night of the new year.

So why is this a "Community Fundraisers" diary, and not an "In Memoriam" one?

Simple.

Paddy, who walked on at the age of 52 (she would have been 53 on January 29th), was battling serious health problems, and, like many of us, serious financial obstacles. I have no doubt that much — probably all — can ultimately be laid at the feet of the Bush economy and the worthless politics of Congressional Republicans and their state counterparts. She, like too many of us, suffered very real (and ultimately very deadly) consequences from their actions. And now her family, in dire financial straits, is struggling just to maintain, much less pay all the expenses associated with a loved one's untimely death.

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Carter Camp marked as a warrior
Carter Camp marked as a warrior at Wounded Knee, S.D., in the late winter of 1973

Kossack cacamp created a user ID at Daily Kos on Sep 30, 2006. Who knows how long he had been lurking? He was 65 years old then. His real name was Carter Camp, the Ponca warrior who led military operations of the American Indian Movement at the 1973 Wounded Knee takeover on the Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota. "Our inspiration and our leader," says Meteor Blades, who participated in the takeover for 51 of its 71 days.

After a year-long battle with liver and kidney cancer, Carter walked on the afternoon of Dec. 27, 2013.

Carter was best known here for his replies correcting commenters who were misinformed on American Indian issues. My favorite comments of his were ones fileting a bullheaded "authority on everything" who wouldn't stand down to an expert. Carter's presence in the comments was initially unexpected, and to us, the newly gathering tribe of the Kossack-based Native American Netroots, a much-needed voice of authority, experience and knowledge. He was our elder, revered, respected and loved by those who knew he was about doing not just speaking. He was a modern warrior.

Wounded Knee takeover leaders were upset by the Nixon
White House's response to the siege and asked for
Secretary of State Henry Kissinger to visit.
 Here, an interviewer asks Carter Camp if that's really
 necessary. Camp asks, "Why not? Indians are just as
important as any other issue the U.S. has, like Vietnam."
Much has been written about Carter, but many have not heard of him. He was one of the original organizers of the American Indian Movement, a pan-Indian movement sparked in part by the civil rights movement of African Americans. He led our people on the Trail of Broken Treaties caravan in 1972 from the West Coast to Washington, D.C., to protest the hundreds of broken treaties and other agreements the U.S. Government forced the tribes or their chiefs to sign. Nixon officials refused to meet with them. That led to AIM's seven-day takeover of the BIA headquarters in Washington, D.C., which ended with some government concessions. It also led, as Meteor Blades recalls, to the liberation of BIA documents that were passed along to journalists and lawyers. "We carried out box after box of documents," inspired by the people who "stole documents from the FBI office in Media, Pennsylvania," in March 1971.

In the winter of 1973, Carter and other AIM leaders took over the small town of Wounded Knee on the Pine Ridge reservation. Gun battles during the 71-day stand-off with federal officers left three dead. Wounded Knee was chosen for the takeover because it is the location of a massacre of at least 150 Miniconjou and Hunkpapa Lakota Indians in 1890. After their bodies had lain on the frozen ground for days, they were dumped into a mass grave by the 7th Cavalry. It was a historically appropriate site for the American Indian Movement to bring national attention to the struggles of the Lakota and all Native peoples. At the time of the takeover, it was the view of AIM and many traditional Oglala Lakota that the Pine Ridge reservation was being terrorized by the BIA police and enforcers under the control of Tribal Chairman Dick Wilson.

Carter's sister, Casey Camp-Horinek said that unlike other AIM leaders, Carter remained at Wounded Knee throughout the entire siege with his warriors. He was also the only leader to spend two years at Leavenworth federal prison for disputed actions during the siege. For him there would be no book deals, no film roles, no adoring groupies just service to the Indian people and the respect of those who knew of his sacrifice.  

In Meteor Blades's First Nations News & Views piece titled Carter Camp Tells Why Wounded Knee Siege of 1973 Still Matters Today, we re-print Carter's excellent essay about it in full. Here's my favorite excerpt.

As we stared silently into the darkness driving into the hamlet, I tried to foresee what opposition we would encounter and how to neutralize it. We were approaching a sacred place and each of us knew it. We could feel it deep inside. As a warrior leading warriors I humbly prayed to Wakonda for the lives of all and the wisdom to do things right. Never before or since have I offered my tobacco with such a plea or put on my feathers with such purpose. It was the birth of the Independent Oglala Nation.

Things went well for us that night, we accomplished our task without loss of life. Then, in the cold darkness as we waited for Dennis and Russ to bring in the caravan (or for the fight to start), I stood on the bank of the shallow ravine where our people had been murdered by the 7th Cavalry [in 1890]. There I prayed for the defenseless ones, torn apart by Hotchkiss cannons and trampled under hooves of steel by drunken wasicu. I could feel the touch of their spirits as I eased quietly into the gully and stood silently, waiting for my future, touching my past.

In that diary, Carter responds in the comments, an excerpt:
In 1973 the fires of our traditional peoples were burning low and everyone thought they would soon die out. But a "Movement" happened across the USA led by young people who were determined not to allow that to happen. It took many years and plenty of fighting and struggle with a determined enemy who wanted our disappearance to solve his own "Indian Problem." But quitting or stopping was not an option when so much was at stake.

We won, and our ways are no longer endangered with extinction. Our people have many battles yet to fight as you [Meteor Blades] and Navajo outline each week in this powerful series. But the flames of our fires now burn from shore to shore on this, our turtle island, and they will never go out.

At Wounded Knee in 1890 the Americans thought they had won a final solution. But, at Wounded Knee in 1973 we showed the world how wrong they were as we relit the ancient fires of the Nations. I'm proud of that.

The Wounded Knee takeover brought international media attention to the plight of American Indians and also energized the rest of the Indian Nations. To this day, American Indians credit this event from 1973 for empowering our tribes, along with the occupation of Alcatraz in 1969 and the BIA takeover.
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Carter continued his work right into his last year on this earth, by protesting the Keystone XL pipeline, even after he had fallen ill.

In April of 2013, Carter's family planned an Honor Dance for him. When I was informed about the event I knew I had to attend as it was my one and only chance to meet my hero. It was an amazing event and really lifted Carter's spirits. So much so that he defied medical predictions and was able to attend his beloved Sun Dance, one last time, this past August. The Sun Dance, which Carter had helped organize annually for decades, was led by the spiritual leader of the Rosebud reservation, Leonard Crow Dog, who also officiated at Carter's final ceremony.

At the Honor Dance, Carter told the crowd that our group here at Daily Kos, Native American Netroots, was part of the new wave of Indian activism. That technology is now connecting us all and can make us stronger.

On display at the honor dance were Casey Camp-Horinek's personal collection of AP photos of the Wounded Knee takeover. I took a snapshot of the one below and recently realized it mirrored one I took of Carter that day:

Carter Camp 1973 and 2013
L-R: AP photo of Carter Camp at Wounded Knee in 1973, my photo of Carter in 2013 at the 40th reunion of Wounded Knee vets at his Honor Dance, in the latest one he happens to be talking on my phone
with Meteor Blades whom Carter greatly respected.

Carter always kept his sense of humor. On a phone call I had with him after the Sun Dance he said that when people ask him how he's feeling he replies that it's only a case of fatal ennui, and not to worry. At the time he said he was forcing himself to go out and water the tomatoes to keep active. We laughed together. I hung up the phone and wept at the thought of how much I would miss him.

At his blog, Ben Carnes, a family friend, wrote a lovely entry about Carter's life. Below is his account of the final ceremony:

Postcript:
Yesterday evening after conclusion of ceremonies at the center, Carter led us in his last caravan to his final resting place at the Ponca Tribal Cemetery. I estimated a two-mile procession as vehicles pulled over on both sides of the highway a show of respect. As we turned left towards the cemetery, I saw one elderly Indian man who had parked on the side of the road and stood beside his truck, a solitary figure wrapped in a blanket with his fist held high in the air giving honor to a warrior. It was a very tearful moment for me seeing this.

At graveside more prayers were offered and written statements were read, including one from Leonard Peltier. Then it was done, families and friends began making the trip home. As I drove home, I reflected upon the past few days. It had ranged from sadness/grief to exuberance and celebration when it was announced that Carter Camp would be receiving a citation from the State of Oklahoma recognizing him for his lifetime of service to Native people.

Julie Horinek, Carter's niece and the daughter of Casey Camp-Horinek said:
Today I was blessed to be a part of a ceremony and a celebration to send my Uncle Carter on his way to the stars—one befitting a Sun Dance chief and a true warrior.
Carter was preceded in death by his parents and sister Darlena Overland. He is survived by his wife Linda Carson Camp and sons Kenny, Jeremy, Victorio, Mazhonaposhe, and Augustus. Also sister Casey Camp-Horinek and brothers Craig and Dwain Camp. Carter also leaves behind numerous nieces and nephews, a large extended family and innumerable friends from across the nation. Casket Bearers will be; Kenny Camp, Jeremy Reed, Victorio Camp, Mazhonaposhe, Ahmbaska Camp, Augustus Camp, and Frank Carson.
Carter, thank you for giving your entire life to the
defense and survival of American Indian culture.
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Linda and Carter Camp with sleeping grandchild, taken on April 20, 2013 by Neeta Lind

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Additional Reading or Viewing Options:

Aji's must-read diary containing Ponca history: This Week In American Indian News: Carter Camp's Ponca Nation

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Carter Camp being interviewed for the
2009 PBS special, "We Shall Remain."


There is a excellent PBS documentary about the Wounded Knee takeover and siege on the Pine Ridge Reservation. Carter Camp is featured in this 80-minute segment, We Shall Remain, Wounded Knee, Episode 5.
h/t to the late exmearden



Washington Post: American Indian activist Carter Camp dies at 72

New York Times: Carter Camp, Leader in Wounded Knee Uprising, Dies at 72


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Reposted from The Justice Department on Netroots Radio.com by Cali Scribe
Dec. 27, 2013- Turtle Island. Carter Camp travels onto the Spirit World. We send sincere condolences to the family and loved ones of departed warrior Carter Camp, son of the Ponca Nation; may our ancestors welcome you home in the Great Beyond.

Carter Camp put his life on the line at the Siege of Wounded Knee ‘73 in a 71 day standoff between AIM and forces of the United States. These periods of activism propelled Indigenous peoples into new areas of scope and influence, bettering our collective lot to this day. Carter stayed active in struggles for Native peoples and the land until his passing. May our fighting spirit never die. Prayers and smoke for your spirit.

-- Last Real Indians

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