Ian Bezman 1981-2005

Ian was exquisitely sensitive. He was
unusually attuned to sound and music and often painfully aware of
other’s feelings. Helping other people made him happy. Generous and
compassionate by nature, he used to reach out to share his food
from his highchair. Enthusiasm, artistic and musical talent,
spiritual curiosity, and athletic prowess characterized him as a
boy.

Ian always had a rich dream life, and once shared a wonderful
dream in which he leapt from mountaintop to mountaintop. With a
flair for drama and costume, Ian was a dramatic Goth figure
downtown for several years. As he matured into manhood, he
developed a deep voice and unique charisma, but struggled with
depression and addiction.

In his last year, Ian was proud of his accomplishment as he
worked his way up the ladder as a carpenter with the Carpenter’s
Union. He attended a Lakota sweat lodge and felt cleansed of the
darkness which preyed upon him.

A natural writer, Ian kept a journal, a testament to his
struggles, hope, and spirituality: “The ghouls … and ghosts can
make their presence known when given the power of one’s
powerlessness.”

“Been sick. Hope I don’t have something that might end this
capsule that holds my spirit.”

“Finding out about the spirit and how strong it really is.”

“The time is short here on earth. I must do something I need to
accomplish before it’s too late.”

Hopefully, Ian was able to accomplish his mission before he
died. His struggle will not be forgotten. His strong and pure
spirit continues to inspire us.