RIP Steve Sawyer

I only met Steve and his wife, Kelly, a few years ago. Steve was a childhood friend of Carl’s.  Steve and Kelly live in Amsterdam but would come to Antrim, where Steve grew up, every summer. We made a habit of getting together with them for an annual dinner, to catch up.

I can’t believe he is gone.

Though not. Never. His is an energy that never dies. His is a power and devotion to cause that I will carry in my heart. I printed out a photo of him. He will sit on my desk to remind me why we must keep fighting for what we believe in, with love not hate, with bravery not fear.


Steve Sawyer, 1956-2019