From WindsportAtlanta.com:
I'm sad to read that Kevin died last week, apparently after a brief illness. He was 64. No info yet on services but I'll update here.
Kevin was at the center of the Atlanta windsurfing world for many years. He could do it all– high wind, freestyle and especially course racing. Kevin was Greg Dillion's training partner and coach for Greg's Olympic Trials bid in 1992. We travelled together frequently to regattas during the IMCO- Tudor Mistral heyday, often in Kevin's cool, converted hearse. Man that thing could fly! With a big V8 and long wheelbase, it was nothing to rocket down the Florida backroads late on a Friday night at 100mph, en route to a race. Kevin was always generous with his windsurfing and racing knowledge and mentored many a newbie. Kevin was there at the first Atlanta Fall Regatta, 45 years ago and was a long time member of Lake Lanier Sailing Club where he and 7 others were dubbed "The Crazy Eights" by the traditional sit-down sailors who didn't know what to make of their newfangled sailing contraptions.
I never saw Kevin when he wasn't smiling and I know he will be missed by many.
From his friend Laura:
"If I learn anything as I grow older, wiser, it is how very precious each moment in this life is.
Life is a miracle. It is meant to be lived fully. To embrace each sunrise, revel in the magic of a flower budding, a waterfall, a dandelion, a bird’s song, raindrops pooling on the surface of a leaf, the smell of the earth after a spring rain, the quiet of snow, the tenderness of animals, the laughter of a friend, alchemy in the kitchen… all are miracles.
I’ve not met a whole lot of people that embraced life in this way. They are rare. Most of us are too caught up in the demands of trying to make a living that we forget to live.
But this beautiful soul. Sweet Kevin.
He knew the secrets of life. There wasn’t much he had not done, and when I had a question about some new endeavor, he was the first I’d call and ask. Even though he worked in IT for years, if I was in a bind for a SUP teacher, Aerial Yoga trainer, pet sitter, chef, gardener, someone to run the yoga studio, a pottery expert, what kind of soil to put in my raises beds, what kind of food to forage on a trail, Kevin knew. His wisdom was deep and it came from a lifetime filled with savoring beautiful experiences.
I cannot believe he is gone. He was so incredibly vibrant that I didn’t ever dream there would be a day I couldn’t ask him about a subject that had stumped me. We shared so many great adventures together and paddled the most beautiful rivers, lakes, and oceans. I’m grateful for the time we shared. You will be missed dear friend.
Life is fleeting. I have a regret. Since Kevin moved to Alabama (he used to be our neighbor) we had not visited. We didn’t even reach out as much. If you think of a friend, call them. Send a letter. This life is beautiful and so fleeting."
