Of all the things to find on a Myspace Blog page, Matt D, who also writes for the Weekly Volcano, met with Herb Legg for several months a few years ago. The result was this very good long piece on Herb Legg's life in Olympia. Legg recently passed away after a very full life.

Please read the entire piece, but here are a couple of snips:

I have two pictures of Herb Legg, one from 1937 and one from 1983. He presented them both to me. Giving me the picture from 1983 was somewhat by accident, as it accompanied a news article, the subject of which he was much prouder. In 1937 Herb Legg was a stoic older brother, and tan from the farming fields of Ellensburg and the Kittitas Valley. It's a black and white photo, but blonde locks are evident, sprouting from the top of his close-cropped hair, and even his eyebrows seem bleached by the sun. He stands in front of seven of his siblings and the family dog, Blue. While his brothers and sisters all give cockeyed glances and half-smirks, Herb stands attentive, playing the older brother role to a T.

Flash forward nearly 50 years, to the picture from 1983, and Legg's attentiveness remains. His forehead is wrinkled, a beard covers his face, the hair has gone from blonde to white, but Legg's look of purpose is still obvious.