John Hartford

Always a pleasure climbing with John.

I think of John and I still smile.
Puma

It is hard to believe that he has been gone for 8 years now.For those of us who knew him,it seems like yesterday.Our memories are fresh-It is impossible to forget such a remarkable man.He was kind as kind and gentle as he was tough.In the years that I knew him, I never heard him complain about anything-although God knows he certainly had reason.He was a teacher to all and he was more like a brother than a friend to me.We miss him more than words can express.
Your friend for all time,

It was Don who introduced me to John. He easily fit into our small winter hiking group. His stamina, quick stride and honest smile not only complimented our group but also hid a sadness that was later revealed. I think he was quietly happy after the truth was known as he was treated as before and invited on all hikes. And there we were, sharing our lunches on the side of a mountain. We had sandwiches and he had his special liquid diet. Friendly banter helped complete the days experiance....

O.K. The first time i met John was on a winter hike in the White Mountains of New Hampshire.His honest smile and genuine way of speaking instantly drew me to him. Durring the long and cold hike up Twin mt.[20 below 0]I realised, this is a good man to know, and now, the simple reality is, he is a good man that will be missed. So, let us not forget what John tought us all---It's up to us to enjoy our lives to the very end!---THANK YOU JOHN---

Two weeks have passed since John left us . . . with a huge SMILE on his face:-) How appropriate. He was prepared and ready for his huge last adventure from this life's journey on earth. I truly believe that he stayed longer, so that he could prepare US for his departure. Thank you, John! Not just for helping us with your departure, but for being such a strong steady anchor and resource for so many of us! Every hike was a learning experience.... John, the true scholar that had an amazing way...

I was lucky enough to spend the past two summers climbing with John. He was so much fun to be around...always coaching me, sharing in my frustration when I fell off a climb, laughing at my life stories and cheering and clapping when I made it to the top. I respected and admired him as a friend, climber and musician, but most of all I loved him like an uncle. I will miss his wonderful smile which he never failed to produce no matter what struggles he was enduring. He was always so bright...

In my own personal way I was deeply touched by Jack's passing. I am happy I was fortunate to have briefly spent some time with him. I shall never forget his warm penetrating eyes, his quiet somewhat mischievous smile, his humility, and his attention to detail, particularly when he played the harpsichord, a very unforgiving instrument! For me, watching and hearing Jack play was an unforgettable experience I will always treasure, My sincere condolences to all who knew and loved Jack, family...

John,
In the short time I had the pleasure of your company, I never heard you say a harsh word about anyone or anything. During troubled times I've asked, "What would John say right now, what would he do?" It never fails to bring me back home. You're a true master, and an inspiration to all of us. Rest easy...