Steve Baird, born in Bermuda Jan 15, 1950, to Rodney Baird and Evelyn Bough Baird has gone to join his love, Janet.
Steve is survived by his beloved daughter Regna Frank and her siblings Zephyr Frank, Zachary Baird and Rachel Baird, and his grandchildren Nolan, Paulo, Angus, Henri, Connor, and Gabriela. As well as his sister Laura, and his brother Michael.
He traveled the world and made a family that extends across the globe. He touched many lives with his art, craftsmanship, and most importantly his inexhaustible capacity for love. He and Janet traveled extensively, sometimes by bicycle, sometimes on foot, often with a hospitable local who offered them a ride and a meal.
His appetite for knowledge and intellectual rigor gave him an ability to ruminate deeply and debate or discuss topics as varied as making the perfect Pullman loaf of Danish Rye, religion, world politics, history, art, and how to live from the heart with love, gratitude, generosity, humor, and humility. Never one to be afraid to speak his mind, he would also fearlessly and unapologetically change it when given new insight. A true Renaissance Man. There was no idea or project he couldn’t tackle with a sketch, a scrap, and his own ingenuity. His drive matched his passion and enthusiasm. Anything was possible. A peer to fellows such as Thoreau and Twain he lived a life connected to nature following the tenet of simplicity. “Eschew Surplusage ‘’ as his self-made bumper sticker proclaimed. A fine whiskey, a lively dance with his true love (always with a sparkle in his eye,) a feast set out on a table he made himself. He laughed loud and hard at many gatherings surrounded by family and friends. A deep thinker, he never took himself or the world’s vagaries too seriously yet faced both himself and life with profound integrity.
In lieu of flowers, the family requests that in memory of Steve’s life, you perform an act of kindness and generosity as your spirit moves you.
A private memorial is being held.