January 25, 2021
Since having first met Linda in the summer of 1962, known in camp counseling days as Abbe, there is a trunkload of memories to sort through for this piece. Outstanding among these was Linda's contagious and unique laughter, her artistic rendering of the present moments in both music and art-and what an artist she was - her love for her children, David, Tom, Michael, and Susie being paramount to everything she held dear, combined with her love for animals,
these offer only a glimpse of what I hold dear of Linda. She was truly an um compadre of the highest order, someone with whom i shared many family moments in raising our children together in Fort Collins, someone with whom i could always 'run a thought by', being assured of her unconditional love in friendship. Her composition with co-writer Joan Webster of a "Song Without End" seals her legacy as a Camp Logan force in days of yore. Several lines from that song: ... for we'll meet again, in every lake of blue, in every sunset, every star, we'll live these days anew... for Time and Distance are not chains." Until we meet again- my deepest wishes for David, Tom, Michael, and Susie to be comforted by Linda's spirit living on in their very souls and transporting them to the high art of living a good life they so deserve.
RIP Linda Abbey Cheedle. You remain so loved.