On August 26 our good friend Arch Arnold died at his ranch near Kamas. While it was a battle with cancer that finally took him, Art spent only one day in bed and on that day he died. Sounds like our dear old friend Arch!
Arch and I have been long and good friends since my first real day at work with The Wilderness Society-- he called me on the phone and "ordered" a meeting in his office (a former Colonel in the Army). I went with angst and in about 45 seconds was overwhelmed by his warmth, genuineness, and a unique smile that came from both eyes and mouth! On the day we set up UWA he was there with a major donation to get us started and continued that for all of the span of UWA. He was our largest HUPC donor.
But that is not what made him special--it just revealed his depth of concern for wildness and generous heart. His affection for life, his love of peace and that smile.To some he seemed so gruff and he could be that way--he wanted things done right--but he was so gentle with his horses, his llamas and all living things. Those of you who knew him and remember him know he was a big guy, salt and pepper beard, sweaty cowboy hat and large hands that knew saddles and saddles. He also knew how to make a pot of coffee over a fire, tell a story and listen to each of your words.
Arch Arnold will truly be missed in this world!