We’re very sad today thinking about our friend Tyko who died in an accident last weekend. Tyko was a carpenter, an entrepreneur, a friend, an artist. He remodeled a garage into an office/studio for us at the beach, and in 1995 put an addition on our (1849) Court Street house that changed the way we live here. Today at his memorial service we heard all the many stories that were similar to our own stories…stories that revealed all the things about Tyko that we knew to be true. He was smart, he was funny, he was nuanced, he was hard working and honest. He had ideas, and was intuitive in the extreme. Working with Tyko was, for us anyway, a collaboration and way too much fun. Of the MANY stories I could tell, I will chose just this one:
The new addition was to be contiguous with the kitchen. I asked Tyko to build in some shelving for the cook books and he said…” oh no Bonnie. Your house is so old it would NEVER have had built ins. That won’t be possible.” Oh. The next day he arrived with his (brand new) video camera, plunked it on the counter and said…”look at this, it”s your new cookbook shelf…I built it last night with some old doors I had in the shed.” And luckily I agreed, so today and everyday at Court Street I think of Tyko when I open the doors and grab a cook book. I don’t like to think of a world without Tyko, but his spirit is imbedded in our houses and our lives.