The editors of Tribal Soul Kitchen would like to maintain a special dedication for a special person: Trevor Clark, aka Hitchiker, DRAKE, Pancake Chef. Those who knew him will never forget him.

His friend Julie has provided the beautiful introduction. Feel free to add thoughts, memories, pics... whatever you feel would make him smile. We owe him countless smiles.

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On Tuesday December 5, 2000 our friend Trevor Clark lost his 9 month battle with Cancer due to complications after suffering a cerebral hemorrhage and lapsing into a coma which he never awoke from. A service was held for Trevor on Saturday December 9 in which his friends and family members celebrated a life that was cut short by an unforgiving disease.

People cried and wept profusely but they also laughed as everyone remembered what a character Trevor was and the lengths he would go to just to get a smile from anyone he could. His memory will be kept alive forever by those who loved him. Full of infectious enthusiasm, Trevor could light up a room by simply walking into it. He was a generous old soul with many special gifts that he would share in a heartbeat with anyone he cared for. Always thinking of others before himself, Trevor worked hard at trying to get others to see their potential and valuable self worth. Trevor was a gentle giant who had a magical way with children and anyone who was young at heart.

Most of all, Trevor was my friend and shall be missed day and night for the rest of my life. I can only hope to live up to the image that he held me in and continue to keep his lust for life alive. I wish for all of you to do the same.

Peace.
JM

Everyone knows of someone who has been affected by Cancer in some way and what a sad statement this is. The strides made in the prevention and treatment of Cancer are indeed great, but it’s still not enough. http://www.cancer.ca Education for prevention.-

POWER

I can make the earth stop in its tracks.
I made the blue cars go away.
I can make myself invisible or small.
I can become gigantic & reach the farthest things.
I can change the course of nature.
I can place myself anywhere in space or time.
I can summon the dead.
I can perceive events on other worlds,
in my deepest inner mind,
& in the mind of others.
I can.
I am.

James Douglas Morrison

Satisfied Mind: Jeff Buckley

How many times have you heard someone say
If I had money, I'd do things my way.

But little they know that it's so hard to find
One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind.

Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
A friend, when you're lonely, or peace to your soul.

The wealthiest person is a pauper at times
Compared to the man with a satisfied mind.

When my life is over and my time has run out,
My friends and my loved ones, I'll leave them no doubt.

But, one thing's for certain, when it comes my time
I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind.

One thing's for certain, when it comes my time
I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind.

Satisfied mind.

Kite: by U2

Something
Is about to give
I can feel it coming
I think I know what it is

I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to live
And when I'm flat on my back
I hope to feel like I did

And hardness
It sets in
You need some protection
The thinner the skin

I want you to know
That you don't need me anymore
I want you to know
You don't need anyone
Or anything at all

Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to say what it is will break you
I don't know
Which way the wind will blow

Who's to know when the time has come around
Don't want to see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye

It's somewhere I can taste the salty sea
There's a kite blowing out of control on the breeze
I wonder what's gonna happen to you
You wonder what has happened to me

I'm a man
I'm not a child
A man who sees
The shadow behind your eyes

Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to say what it is will break you
I don't know
Where the wind will blow

Who's to know when the time has come around
I don't want to see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye

Did I waste it
Not so much I couldn't taste it
Life should be fragrant
Rooftop to the basement

The last of the rocks stars
When hip-hop drove the big cars
In the time when new media
Was the big idea
What was the big idea

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I don't need to write on this Tribute page how Trevor - as Hitchhiker and later as DRAKE - came to be known by me. I've written it before, ad infinitum, in both Rants and Graffiti_Wall.

As Supertiger, later Stripey In-Ze, I and my then-girlfriend juXtapoet - Vanessa Caruso - conversed with him often. On love, on friendship, on honour, on ourselves.

I was, of course, told of Trevor's death. However, it had been over a month after the event, and when Poe Sparrow told me, I sat where I'm sat now and balled my head off. Wept loudly.
Writing of Trevor brings fresh tears to my eyes easily.

He, however, did not want to be mourned. He wanted to be celebrated. I CAN do that. I celebrate the wisdom, the friendship and the determination in him. I celebrate his legacy.
I celebrate as a continuing dOORSmember.

I have missed Trevor for two years. I will miss him for life.

Christopher.


- Saturday, January 26, 2002 at 14:29:22 (EST)

I never knew Trevor... but I've heard many things about him. A lot of people loved him, & I feel like I know him a little, through the affection & memories of others.

Spirit is strong. You're well remembered, Trevor.


- Thursday, March 21, 2002 at 06:40:10 (EST)

I miss you more than I can find the words for.
Bryan


- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 19:18:24 (EST)

Ah, it happenned today while I was working on my jewellery this morning, listening to Pink Floyd's "Echoes"...something made me think of you, Trev..

Dee


- Wednesday, May 22, 2002 at 23:13:32 (EDT)

LUV

- Wednesday, June 12, 2002 at 20:57:53 (EDT)

*sniff*...*sigh*

i love you trevor...


- Thursday, July 25, 2002 at 09:47:47 (EDT)

okay...i cant just leave it at that...trevor...i watched you, time after time, get broken down by people who didn't deserve you...all i ever wanted was to wrap my arms around you, tell you how special you were and keep you safe forever and ever

...we were close...and i still hold within my heart...forever...you were the hitchiker that thumbed a ride in my heart, mind and soul forever...........i miss you...i love you...

~i love you...the best...better than all...the rest~


- Thursday, July 25, 2002 at 09:51:10 (EDT)

Trevor we bumped into each other being sillie. I supported you and you me. Then out of no where we lost touch. BUT we then found each other while you were in nightclub bouncer, goat...country. We immediately became friends again then more. I showed you that hurt wasn't an option and I opened your soul and as I touched yours you in turn touched mine and I'll never forget you for that. We embraced our love and that will never leave our hearts. I love you sillie. Yes with the 'ie'

- Sunday, August 04, 2002 at 16:23:10 (EDT)

Hi Trevor,

Yes, I'm still "hanging in there". You once wrote a tribute to me I hope I deserve. But in my extended time on this planet, I feel I have yet to catch up with you in terms of strength and wisdom. but your inspiration will forever fuel my resolve to try.

My resolve is to try to be as open and honest and loving as you. And as loyal. The snake oil salesmen never fooled you. Those with ruthless remorseless hearts were severed from your respect and good graces forever. It takes great courage not to waver. I will always remember your courage. And your loyalty. Simply put, you knew how to love.


- Wednesday, August 14, 2002 at 20:38:09 (EDT)

Hi Trevor,

I'm about to embark on the trip of a lifetime, to Costa Rica and Nicaragua.
I know this will thrill you.

I was always saying to you "I'll get to Canada, honest". Well, I still will, but not yet. I might get to go to Kentucky. I'll certainly get to Florida, Paris and San Francisco. But Costa Rica and Nicaragua are first.
I know you'll be urging me there with a hand on my shoulder, saying, "Go do it, Man".

I was immature when we knew each other. Supertiger and Stripey In-Ze are as good as gone. Stripey is infrequent. Christopher is finally looking at the sand for a place to put his foot.
I'm doing it for all those who believe/d in me.
You believe/d in me.

I'll come back from C.R. stronger.

I miss you my wonderful friend.

Christopher.
x


- Wednesday, September 25, 2002 at 16:38:49 (EDT)

Somebody unforgettable deserves a birthday kiss. *SMOOCHIE*

- Saturday, November 09, 2002 at 06:36:51 (EST)

Somebody unforgettable deserves a birthday kiss. *SMOOCHIE*

(better)


- Saturday, November 09, 2002 at 06:38:41 (EST)

I still miss you. 2 years gone. I'll never forget.

- Saturday, December 07, 2002 at 18:14:35 (EST)

uhhh my name is trevor clark and i dont know what he heck is going on i just found this site and you guys are saying that i am dead....................................................oooooooooook

- Tuesday, January 28, 2003 at 21:57:06 (EST)

*LOL* Jeez, Trev, the least you can do is behave yourself while we mourn you!

- Monday, February 24, 2003 at 00:47:08 (EST)

You will always remain "Forever Young" ... thinking about you again today *smile* love ya!

- Thursday, May 15, 2003 at 12:35:47 (EDT)

Hi Trevor. I keep thinking about you. You'll think this is silly, but I...I don't want to let go of the past. I think it goes against everything you believed in, and as someone who I always look up to [no pun intended, believe me], I don't want to disappoint you. But the past - www.thedoors.com/DCHAT.html - was too good to have died. You were too good to have died. I'm sorry, man, but the world is shit and it was so much better when we talked. The Gulf War II's meant to be long-ended...but it isn't. Your fellows are dying left, right and centre. Tribe is all politics-talk and it pisses me off. Graffiti_Wall has no...pleasure...in it. We made it good. You and socks and Lara and Indian Summer and juXtapoet. Everyone. I wish you could talk to me. Tell me to grow up. Tell me to be a leader or summat and...guide...the site. What should I do, Trevor? Anything?
Damn. Look...forget all I said. I just miss you, man. *S*. Love ya. Don't tell anyone I said that or I'll deny it *LOL*. I'll go now. Seeya again.

Christopher.


- Thursday, September 04, 2003 at 16:27:39 (EDT)

I'm so touched by these words.... i just stumbled back here to see if anyone still posted and i'm in tears.
Julie


- Friday, October 17, 2003 at 21:02:52 (EDT)

Trevor... I never got to say goodbye.
I miss you, I love you, and I'll never forget you.
K.


- Tuesday, October 28, 2003 at 11:08:24 (EST)

Hi Trevor! Your birthday just passed. I thought about you... Wish you were here. Shine on, you crazy diamond.

- Monday, November 10, 2003 at 02:24:42 (EST)

I still remember this date......love you Trevor

- Friday, December 05, 2003 at 19:46:48 (EST)

Three years and two days.
You still bring a tear to me. Especially since Poe was E-mailed by yours truly about your photo. I always think you are turning to hear me say whatever I'm typing. *L*.

You're in the night sky, my friend.
You are shining.

Luv

Christopher.
x


- Sunday, December 07, 2003 at 16:16:03 (EST)

Just stopped by to spend a happy moment with my favorite Pancake Chef. Love you, sweetie. *S*

Poe


- Sunday, July 25, 2004 at 03:04:32 (EDT)

There's a remembrance page on 'A Lot Of Crazy Friends' and I have added you. More beings will know of who you are and that you will never be forgotten.

And I still miss you like crazy.

Christopher.
x


- Sunday, September 19, 2004 at 17:53:41 (EDT)

Trevor Clark is note dead.

- Sunday, September 26, 2004 at 17:31:35 (EDT)

Your birthday's tomorrow.

I sincerely hope you and James are having a drinking party lasting 48 hours.

I still tire of the crap on graffiti_wall, but that's newbies and George Bush for ya.

luv u.

Christopher.
xxx


- Monday, November 08, 2004 at 13:52:56 (EST)

Happy Birthday, Trevor. (and bless you Christopher. I knew I'd find you here). I need a bit of your strength, dear friends. Yesterday, an angel departed for the place angels go. My daddy IS Heaven, I told him so, and I held him until his heart stopped beating. Words are insufficient to describe his capacity for love. You'll see what I mean, Trevor. He has a beautiful soul. You will smile...

Forever and ever,
Jane/Poe


- Tuesday, November 09, 2004 at 14:47:24 (EST)

my drake i miss you. i think about you all the time. i miss you more than you can know. i was remember all of our late night conversations and how happy we were together. laughing and laughing. there will always be a spot in my heart for you. i will tribute my future to you like promised. things down here are going good, just like you said they would. i'm grateful that you were as considerate as you were. it made things easier. but then again i still cried. i love you baby. i always will. one day i'll see you and we can laugh again all night long. *blows kiss*

- Sunday, November 21, 2004 at 18:11:33 (EST)

I miss the way you used to whisper in my ear sweet nothings. I still have all the Love you sent me. I can't believe it's going to be four years. What are you doing up there? I know you're happy and look down proud. Miss u.

- Sunday, November 21, 2004 at 18:14:43 (EST)

DEC 5 has passed... memories of you are forever.

- Tuesday, December 07, 2004 at 05:54:45 (EST)

[spam deleted]

Again, I see heartless twats have infiltrated your memorial, my friend, with no thought at all to true devotion to another... :(
As for me, I again am a day earlier, 'cause I think I'm busy all day tomorrow - I'm certainly busy most of today, but I cannot not write to you.
I regret to say that The Wall is as it has been for several years now...mostly but not entirely devoid of Doorsrelated data or messages from the Original Folk. Still no sign of most of them, such as Cadillac Jack, juXtapoet, moonie or socks. Still, the editors and I are here, and we miss you, Trevor. Take care. We love you. Stripey. x.


- Tuesday, November 08, 2005 at 00:49:53 (PST)

Trevor, we still miss you.

- Tuesday, November 08, 2005 at 03:59:44 (PST)

Happy Birthday, Trevor

- Wednesday, November 09, 2005 at 18:14:40 (PST)

Happy Birthday, Trevor. Still thinking of you. Rock on...

- Wednesday, November 09, 2005 at 20:46:18 (PST)

Still thinking of you......

- Wednesday, December 07, 2005 at 22:08:11 (PST)

I'm late. Ive never been late in writing how much I miss you. I'm sorry, mate. I've made it to you today, though, on December 8, James' birthday. Hope you two are still kicking back and drinking Heaven dry. luv, Stripey.

- Friday, December 08, 2006 at 02:07:27 (PST)

Hi man. Tis I, early again. I've a few problems with lacking toenails, sensitive kidneys and eternal loneliness at the mo', an' I'll be pretty busy this coming week, so I'm writing early. Still missing you, you know. At the rate my health is going [and my sanity, with 'ASDA''s customers], I'll be joining you soon anyhow. Luv for now. Stripey. x

- Monday, November 05, 2007 at 13:47:41 (PST)

Thinking of you, Trevor. Forgetting you isn't an option. Miss you and the times I felt so free. Pure magic...

- Saturday, November 10, 2007 at 23:24:48 (PST)