Please donate to the John Hunter Memorial Fund. A giant in our community, John lead by example and gave us all so much. This is one small way we can give back to his family.
what follows are excerpts from my paper journal over the past week:
John Hunter passed away this morning, Oh my god. John Hunter was incredibly kind and warm -- I can't believe he bought me this laptop. I can't believe that such a wonderful man could be dead -- so suddenly. What a tremendous loss.
Dear Merlin, John Hunter died yesterday -- getting unstuck. It is entirely appropriate to be stuck -- to feel it, smell it, taste it feel it drilling though your head
I keep pacing around the house. I just need to leave. calmly. My thoughts are with John's family. & with the folks in Louisiana. A rat in a maze -- panicked -- & the water level rises still. escalates.
Our loss of John makes me want to code furiously.
I feel the urge to code furiously, but only have the capacity to tweet about it, and lack thereof to censor myself.
I don't believe I'm losing my mind. I believe I never had one to begin with. I'm not losing my mind. I never had one to begin with. I'm not losing my mind. That would imply I had one to begin with. Left the house without shoes -- waiting for my laptop to charge. I want to share this with the group -- so I can come to terms with it myself. forgive myself. Connection with a stranger -- can be a form of escape. but it can help you gain perspective on your own life. I think it has for me. I am a severely broken person. Ok. Time to get shoes, shower, & then go to try & talk w/ Greg Wilson.
I must be mistaken. Maybe I was. Who's to say that I wasn't.
The scientific python community lost one of it's giants this week, and I lost an important mentor. Remembering John Hunter (JDH) People keep dying. I don't know how to deal with that -- I feel like I never really processed dedushka's death -- nor Ken Green's, nor Jessi Debaca's, nor babushka's ... I lost another mentor. Most of these people (all?) don't know that they were mentors to me -- but they were. I looked up to John -- I secretly wanted to please him -- but did not even dare to do so directly (I have Fernando Perez to thank for getting my first contribution into Matplotlib. I remember feeling really bad after my first sprints at SciPy 2009 -- John actually knew who I was -- and wanted me to work on some matplotlib stuff -- I ended up doing some rote work with David Warde Farley (and felt kind of like a third wheel - since dwf (pronounced "dwoof" - did I get that right, David?) is more than capable as a command-line cowboy (David doesn't know this -- but I learned a great deal from just sitting next to him and watching him string together standard unix tools, pipe-after-pipe -- to clean up some scipy wiki content, to try and export it to a new site. David's also a role model in other ways -- he's very calm and collected (unless he senses you've pushed the bozo button from some punditry vending machine - instead of understanding and engaging with the full complexity of some social or political issue) John was extremely kind and understanding -- he wanted to invite & welcome me to code alongside other matplotlib developers, but there was no expectation. I got to hang out with John the most at the PyData conference in Mountain View in late February. He was giving a matplotlib talk, and was seeking feedback on what to talk about -- & how to do it. He's warm -- and always had this kind smile about him. After hanging out with John at PyData -- this email arrived in my inbox
Fernnado knew about the email -- & I was at a barbecue at his house -- to sort of celebrate an awesome week of lots of Python Giants in from out of town. Fernando was giddy -- "Have you checked your email?" -- with a twinkle in his eye "Let's go have you check your email right now" -- & he walked over to turn on his desktop machine.
On the mailing lists -- I always tried to emulate John's approach -- helping everyone even if in the slightest manner. I was offered commit rights sort of out of the blue -- after sending a couple of pull requests. We are a community. We need to remember John, & keep remembering John -- for many, many, many years to come. I feel the urge to reach out to everyone I know & don't know. I'm desperate -- i think I've been that way since I was a little kid -- I remember having the same feelings when we were leaving Moscow -- a ten-year old, talking to friends and my teachers, many for the very last time.
I am posting this, but it isn't finished. This is broken, half-finished, confused, necessarily so -- because there is no way to mend what we have lost. This is an expression of my current state -- and if I don't let this out, it will just keep ricocheting around in my head for years to come. This is a first pass. This is me grieving. This will never be enough. This is just a start.
videos of John Hunter's talks: