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A message from Dana Snow's friend, Michael Louis, via Facebook:
Very sad news. Dana Snow has passed on. One of the hardest working, most dedicated comedians/comedy writers I’ve ever known. And a sweetheart of a guy. He was so supportive of other comedians, poets, musicians, and all manner of performers. As well as hosts of open mics, including myself. I met him first in the mid 90s, likely at the Midnight Special bookstore poetry open mic, but certainly at the Novel Cafe in Santa Monica around that same time — the earliest incarnation of four Velvet Guerilla Cabaret stages. Dana is in a distinctive group: he has performed at all four of our venues.
He’s made me laugh out loud hundreds of times over the 25ish years I’ve known him. Whether it be more extended jokes, one-liners, comedic poetry, or just chatting. And he made so many other people laugh. He also gave superb comedy feedback to me as well so as many others, I am now learning. And it was always great to be in conversation with Dana. From comedy history to current comedy to Doctor Who to politics and movies, and so many other things. Many have said it: he was a walking encyclopedia of comedy. On occasion — especially in the last decade — we also had some discussions before shows, helping each other process difficult times. I always appreciated that. I know he appreciated it too.
It was a privilege to know Dana, an honor to have him on our stage(s) and in our audiences, and to call him a friend.
My deepest condolences to everyone who loved him.
Someone posted on Facebook that Dana’s response to his own death would’ve been “The Snow has fallen”. Nailed it.
Michael Louis
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Cathy Finkel (Beth)
I'm so sorry for the loss of Dana. I left California many years ago but I remember him as my friend.
Esther Singerman
I am very sad to hear of Dana's passing. He was a very kind, funny, thoughtful, sweet classmate. RIP Dana.
Carol Bloom (Whitener)
I met Dana in the 6th grade at Horace Mann Elementary School. Dana was a kind, soft-spoken, creative, funny, artist soul. I remember his white, short-sleeved button down shirts, dark pants and his signature briefcase. I may be wrong, but I believe he carried a briefcase even in the 6th grade, as well as using a cloth hankerchief that set him apart from others. Dana was a unique person who was not your typical 11 year old, athough he appeared comfortable with who he was. What stands out in my mind was the "love" notes Dana would write to me. He made up his own poems and drew special pictures that helped him convey his fondness toward me. As a young girl, I was embarrassed but enjoyed the attention and his candid feelings. Dana and I had a quiet friendship throughout high school, although we didn't spend much time together.
Looking back, I believe that Dana knew at a very young age who he was and what he wanted in life. From reading other comments about Dana, it appears that he found his calling; sharing his love and passion of comedy while making others happy. That is a wonderful life to live.
Sandra. (Sandi) Krugel
I didn't know Dana, didn't have classes with him I don't believe but I knew who he was in high school.
In the mid-late 80's I worked for California Animal Hospital on Sepulveda Blvd. in West LA and would spot him walking in the morning in front of the vet hospital. He still looked the same- dark hair, black rim glasses, and carried a black briefcase. I oftened wondered where he worked.