Good bye, Ed. I will remember your stories. Your constant energy was infectious and welcome.

Ed Totman was my high school Earth Science teacher in the early 70's.  He taught me to look at the world around me in a whole new way.  I had always had a great love of nature but he helped me see the things I loved through the eyes of a naturalist.  He did more than cover the material in the curriculum, he made it make sense.  I've never forgotten those lessons.  Thank you, Ed!

So many lasting memories of Ed, mostly through family gatherings.  Jim and Ed were the photographers in the group, always behind the camera, and on some occasions were taking pictures of each other taking pictures.  Ed always had some funny quip or experience to share.  Ed and Jim were Eagle Scouts and shared the bond of brotherhood through their scouting experiences.  Will miss him.

Ed Totman taught Geology my Senior Year (1989).  He was just the teacher I needed.  His teaching style was perfect and he taught in a way that made sense.  I remember a crazy story he told on how to remember the layers of the earth and the periods of time.  It was my favorite.  Sure wish I could remember the story now for my own kids.  A True Teacher! My sympathy to his family.

Ed was my sixth-grade teacher in the 1950s, in his first solo teaching year.  To convey his love of science and the natural world, he instituted a tradition:  the annual overnight camping trip to what was then Pinnacles National Monument.  Sixth-graders!!  How he knew this would work remains a mystery.  It’s no surprise that he went on to be a mentor and friend to countless former students through the years.  Even those who reconnected only decades after the fact found that their own paths to discovery and adventure in life had mirrored those of Ed and Dee.  Ed’s light still shines.

I will miss Ed. Everyone should have a weird uncle and Ed was mine. He always greeted me with a strange handshake of some sort. Or gave me an odd Christmas presents out of some unknown catalog. We had conversations about scouting sence we were both Eagle Scouts. I heard stories ranging from their trips too far off lands to stories of shooting potato cannons in his science classes. Bye Ed.

You said it perfectly Danny; Ed was our "weird uncle."  And that's why we all loved him.  I still have the rubber chicken he gave me for my graduation.  He influenced my taste in music.  He introduced me to Pink Floyd, Jim Kweskin Jug Band, and bluegrass.  He introduced me to Monty Python and other Britcoms.  I now share in his affinity for the desert.  I always looked forward to holidays when we could discuss birdwatching, spicy food, geology, religion, politics, obscure music and tv shows.  I'm really going to miss you, Ed

Ed was the most energetic, enthusiastic, engaging teacher and my all-time favorite!  He taught my sixth grade class in 1958-59 and made science ( especially geology), literature (introduced me to a life- long love of local writer Howard Pease), and every subject fun and instructive. I will miss you, Ed.

Ed was my Explorer Post Advisor.  He was a dedicated leader of teen age boys.  Under his tutelage we built our own kayaks and ran several rivers.  We in turn helped grind and polish his large telescope mirrors.  I will never forget him.  He also reset my dislocated shoulder after falling during rock climbing at Pinnacles National Park.  RIP Ed.

I am very sad to know Ed's death. I traveled with my teachers from a school in Nara in Japan in August 1987. Although I was worried about my first homestay, Ed & Dee greeted me warmly. I was surprised at the big tree and the pool in the large garden. Also, I can not forget that Ed displayed the crater of the moon with the astronomical telescope. It is a wonderful memory. I pray for your souls.

I'm so grateful Ed was my 9th grade Earth Science Teacher @ Concord High School during 1966 -1967. Ed greatly increased my appreciation & understanding of nature and science. Ed was my favorite teacher!  I loved the field trips he took us on to places including: Pinnacles N.P., Russian River, Stinson Beach, Yosemite N.P. and Mt. Diablo. I will miss our lunches at The Old Spaghetti Factory.