I met Curt at the Biggest Week in American Birding in 2020. As a new birder, Curt was so kind in teaching me how to focus my binoculars and give me tips and tricks on birding. As we walked together for hours, he told me stories about his birding excursions. Overall, a really sweet guy. My heart goes out to his family and close friends.

Entering National Camera, I'd be perplexed with a problem.  I would ask for Curt.  When I left, I was relaxed and informed.  And usually, had directions to a rare bird sighting.  You are missed Curt!  RIP  Judy Clayton, Alexandria, Mn.

To Curt’s family:
It seems like forever that Curt and I had a monthly breakfast club always at a different cafe in search of most tasty with which to start the day. Curt was a warm, easy to be with or talk to about almost anything. We shared photography and he loved his birds, traveling many times just to catch a glimpse of them. A gentle friend, I will miss him. Laney S.

On one birding excursion, Curt commented that I was not using the binoculars hanging from my neck as we noted birds together.  I said I was working on building my birding by ear skills.  Curt, in his kind, gentle, sort-of not believing me way said, " you know, Amber, if your lenses are dirty or they need some repairs, I can help you."  I promised him that that was not the case, and that instead, I really was using my ears.  He just smiled and said, "Okay.  But I can help you with them if you need it."  Curt was also the one who sold me two different camera outfits.  When my Olympus died, Curt looked at it on the Natl Cam counter and said, "Amber, I know you have lost your love, but we will find you another."  And he was right - what he picked out for me is still what I use today.  He even helped blame the Brown Creeper that I was shooting for the camera's demise.  Anyway - that was Curt.  Always ready to help and make your birding better.  He was one of the kindest people I have ever met. 

You are all nestled gently in my thoughts and prayers. To live in the hearts of those we leave behind is to never die. I’m blessed by having known Curt.

My most sincere condolences to the family of Curt Rawn. Knowing how much Curt was loved by the birding community, I can only imagine the pain his family and closest friends are feeling. I had hoped he might battle it out longer, and fully believed he could, because as someone else stated, he had such an incredibly positive outlook. I can’t remember precisely how or where I met Curt but it was likely at a rare bird “stake out” somewhere. Later I got to know him better through the Birds and Beers events he helped coordinate. At some point, Curt realized he and I had never actually gone birding together, and so he started to hound me about that! I’m glad he did as I later found myself on a couple of different birding adventures with him. My two favorite memories of those trips were when he was driving us through tall weeds on a pretty rough road through North Ottawa Impoundment, quite literally chasing down an American Bittern, and then hand-feeding Black-capped Chickadees at Sax-Zim Bog. The one and only time I've ever had Chickadees land on my hand was with Curt, and I’ll remember that forever. Rest in peace friend. You will be missed by many. 

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Curtis N Rawn

30 enero, 1952 – 26 diciembre, 2021

Sunset Funeral Home & Sunset Cemetery

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