|Birth: ||Aug. 6, 1947|
|Death: ||Jul. 3, 1972|
Steve was born in Seattle, Washington, the oldest son of Stan and Inez (Anderson) Hoyt. His siblings include Daryl, Russ, and John. He was raised in Kirkland, Washington where he graduated from high school in 1965. He attended Olympic College in Bremerton and Western Washington State College in Bellingham, and was a student of the earth. He played the violin and piano, loved to sail and made a little boat and dreamed of fishing the seas around Alaska. He loved the open road, especially on foot or on his bicycle or freight trains, and was a huge fan of Jack Kerouac and enjoyed reading all kinds of literature that had to do with the earth, the sea, and travel.
Within the covers and between the margins of his books he wrote his continuous stream of consciousness about the shifting tides and the work with the earth and the flow of the open road and the sea. He learned Russian and Norweigan and spent a summer on his bike all over Europe.
Known to his friends in Bellingham as "Sven", he started a community garden on 32nd street that his family has kept and arrange to have people use as a community garden, through Bellingham Parks and Recreation. He was also a
founding member of the Commnity Food Cooperative, which started in Fairhaven in the late 1960's.
An excerpt from one of his letters to share his beautiful flow of words:
"I was struck by the tremendous difference between hiking on the beach as compared to traveling in the mountains ... there is the constant rush of wind and the scattering of sand and smooth rocks with the flat expansion of the beach; miles of gray transition between the land and the sea. ...And although I miss the mountains a great deal while fishing, the sea in many respects is like the mountains with its moods of harsh and light weather and
the infusion of the extention of the natural world playing, with the reflected surface of the sea, with the bright and filtered patterns of the sun."
Steve was helping some fishermen and became tangled within their nets of the shore of Lummi Island, and so went with the sea and tide and his departure was swift and yet his spirit and his passion for the good earth remains with
us who knew and love him and inspires people who cross his gentle path even today.
Created by: Carolyn Farnum
Record added: Jan 04, 2002
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