Ed Sanders drew his final breath on July 14, 2021. He was 65. It goes without saying that he should have had more time. He is loved and mourned by many. He was a gifted storyteller, who regaled all with tales of his childhood as the youngest of nine in Arjay, Kentucky. He told of learning to swim when one of his older brothers threw him in the river. Those who knew him would find it entirely believable that he learned to swim by trying not to drown.
He learned all of life’s lessons, if he learned them at all, the hard way. He loved John Prine, Jack Kerouac and John Steinbeck; storytellers who made you love their subjects, flaws and all. Unfortunately none of them are available to write this obituary. So you’ll just have to take his daughter’s word for it, he was a one-of-a-kind character. He preferred pine trees and dirt roads to sidewalks and shopping malls. He never could read a map right, or maybe he could and he just lied to us kids when he promised a short hike. He had a smile that drew you in. His spirit and stories live on in his children, grandchildren, and all who loved him. He loved to fall asleep under the stars listening to the gentle sounds of the Twisp River. May his soul be at peace under those stars now.
“What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? It’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” — Jack Kerouac