For the friends and family who werent able to attend Glenn's Celebration of Life, I was also given the honor of speaking about our great friend Ollie.
My name is Wade Hughes and when I met Ollie, in August 1981, he showed at Dimond-Mears complex with all his earthly belongings packed in and on his 70's datsun station wagon. He had duct tape holding the front right fender together, and the interior had the "signature Ollie scent"..stale fast food, coffee with sour milk,,and a hint of cigar.Ollie always claimed the cigar smoke kept the mosquitos at bay !
I dont thnk Glenn ever owned his own comb, some things just werent that important to Ollie. He was way too busy planting and tending to his many gardens and green houses, taking photo's, of everything, and planning his next adventure with friends and family. Glenn loved the logistics of planning a trip. Out came the topo maps, lists were created,menus planned , right down to the last small details.Ollie took pride in creating delicious camp meals, and he loved sharing these experiences with all of us.
I laughed everytime I was around Glenn. He found humor in any and every situation that came up. To watch his face scrunch up, slits for eyes and the tears of joy running down his cheeks, you couldnt help but laugh too.
Ollie made us all feel like we were special to him, truly one of his greatest gifts. I saw one of his young students, and told her ,Mr. Oliver thought she was special, and she just looked up at me and said " I think Mr. Oliver is the special one" ..even the innocent knew the real Ollie.
Some of the most fun adventures and experiences were with Ollie and this is one of them...
34 inches of fresh powder had just fallen on the slopes, and Ollie and I had our names on the list for a day of Heli-skiing ! The helicopter took off, and into the back country we went. Blue bird day, bottomless powder, and we skied our butts off.As we were waiting for the chopper to return our guide got a radio call. Not good,,the helicopter had broken a skeg, and could not take off. We started to prepare to camp over night in the back country. Taking inventory of our food and water and supplies. As it turned out , another helicopter was sent to extract us from the mountain. Most of us felt relieved, but not Ollie. I could see in his face he was a little bummed. Because if you knew Ollie, digging a snow cave and over nighting it would have been just one more adventure for the Olister .
In memory of our friend Glenn Oliver, adventurist extraordinaire, and my best friend.
I love you brother ..Wade Hughes