His music, that is. I taught myself the guitar and many a night, I’d have girls in my dorm room, singing If I Had a Hammer, Turn Turn, and—in the face of finals, We Shall Overcome. From everything I know and have read, Pete lived life on his own terms and let his music become the vehicle for connection and compassion. He did NOT let his music die within him. How many people, unlike Pete Seeger, would recognize themselves in the words of Oliver Wendell Holmes: Many people die with their music still in them. Why is this so? Too often it is because they are always getting ready to live. Before they know it, time runs out. Must close now. I have songs to sing and dances to do. How about you?