I met Lar years ago through a photography group, and we became quick friends. We would often chat about airplanes and horses, our likes and dislikes with cameras and photography and we would often pick each others brains on equipment or if an image was needing any tweeks. he had an incredible sense of humor and a giant heart. I will always regret not being able to meet him in person and share a few laughs. Rest easy my friend.
Lar and I had lost touch over the decades. I originally met him through Mark Nelson when the “motorcycle gang” would come to Torch. Recently we had been communicating through Messenger— wonderful, sarcastic, funny messages that reminded me how much I liked him. I reread some very old diary passages the other day- stories about Lar, Mark, Tom and Hill coming to see me in Milwaukee (1968).
I will always remember his humor, grace and style and will keep him in my heart.
Much love to you all.
Lar took this pic in his front yard in Lodi, Ca. Yes, that Lodi where one gets stuck. Fall of 1979 and that is my reflection in the wheel hub (his idea). We had a minor discussion about leaving the grass on the front tire and autumn leaves on the ground. I wanted it off, he wanted it on. He convinced me. 🙂
I got to know Larry when he worked with my husband, Greg, about 17 years ago. Earlier this year they shared with each other their view of dying. Little did we know that Greg would pass away in June before Larry. I believe they are sharing their love of photography and flying with each other now in heaven. This brings me peace. Larry, it was awesome to get to know you and your many views on life.
Robin, I only met you a few times when Lar and I would come to the church in Sausalito. He loved hearing you sing in the choir, this was late 80’s, early 90’s after the big earthquake in Loma Prieta. I loved your brother, warts and all. He was a fantastic, caring resp therapist and wonderful photographer. After he left Stockton, I lost contact with him until ~ 2 yrs ago. He will be so missed !!
RIP and forever blue skies to my ol’ friend, Lar Sinclair. I will now carry you within myself and when I see something beautiful that I know you would love to photograph, I will take an extra long look back so you can see it, too. Your friend, Re-Bop.
Lar was one of those people that just grabbed your attention. He was kind, giving and always demonstrated a passion for hard work. Rest in Peace Lar.
Rest in Peace Lar,
You gave the best hugs and Payton always enjoyed your visits.
I enjoyed working with Lar when I was in Chesaning at the library. He will be missed.
I will sorely miss your photographic talent and your razor sharp wit. Rest easy.
I met Lar years ago through a photography group, and we became quick friends. We would often chat about airplanes and horses, our likes and dislikes with cameras and photography and we would often pick each others brains on equipment or if an image was needing any tweeks. he had an incredible sense of humor and a giant heart. I will always regret not being able to meet him in person and share a few laughs. Rest easy my friend.
Rest easy, Lar. I’ll sorely miss our chats and hunting for solutions to tech problems, as well as your marvelously quirky sense of humor.
Till next time,
John
Lar and I had lost touch over the decades. I originally met him through Mark Nelson when the “motorcycle gang” would come to Torch. Recently we had been communicating through Messenger— wonderful, sarcastic, funny messages that reminded me how much I liked him. I reread some very old diary passages the other day- stories about Lar, Mark, Tom and Hill coming to see me in Milwaukee (1968).
I will always remember his humor, grace and style and will keep him in my heart.
Much love to you all.
Lar took this pic in his front yard in Lodi, Ca. Yes, that Lodi where one gets stuck. Fall of 1979 and that is my reflection in the wheel hub (his idea). We had a minor discussion about leaving the grass on the front tire and autumn leaves on the ground. I wanted it off, he wanted it on. He convinced me. 🙂
I got to know Larry when he worked with my husband, Greg, about 17 years ago. Earlier this year they shared with each other their view of dying. Little did we know that Greg would pass away in June before Larry. I believe they are sharing their love of photography and flying with each other now in heaven. This brings me peace. Larry, it was awesome to get to know you and your many views on life.
Rest easy old friend. You will be greatly missed.
Robin, I only met you a few times when Lar and I would come to the church in Sausalito. He loved hearing you sing in the choir, this was late 80’s, early 90’s after the big earthquake in Loma Prieta. I loved your brother, warts and all. He was a fantastic, caring resp therapist and wonderful photographer. After he left Stockton, I lost contact with him until ~ 2 yrs ago. He will be so missed !!
RIP and forever blue skies to my ol’ friend, Lar Sinclair. I will now carry you within myself and when I see something beautiful that I know you would love to photograph, I will take an extra long look back so you can see it, too. Your friend, Re-Bop.