Peter Trower

Peter Trower spent much of his youth working in logging camps. When he saved enough money, he’d come to Vancouver, blow it, then go back. It’s a standard tale of the B.C. woods from the 1950s and ‘60s. But Trower wasn’t a regular logger — he was a writer and artist. When he started publishing poetry and prose in the late ‘60s, he turned his experiences in the bush into subject matter for his work. He drew acclaim as an authentic voice from the woods, a true B.C. original — the logger poet. Trower died Nov. 10 at Lion’s Gate Hospital in North Vancouver after suffering from Alzheimer’s for a couple of years. He was 87, which is nothing short of remarkable, given his dissolute lifestyle. …“He got the (George) Woodcock Award (in 2002), and the Chalmers Award for his final collection of poetry.