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Gabriele Christa Drozdowski
March 17th, 1952 - May 28th, 2026
March 17th, 1952 - May 28th, 2026
All My Relations. A Lakota expression meaning that that people are not separate from nature, but one small part of it. Birds, animals, forests, and people are all members of the same community, deserving of the same respect and care.
Gabriele Drozdowski, also known to many simply as "Gabi," passed away on May 28, 2026, after several years living with Alzheimer's disease. She was 74 years old.
Gabriele was born on March 17, 1952, in Hof, Germany, and grew up in the nearby town of Schwarzenbach an der Saale. From an early age she loved the natural world, spending countless hours exploring forests and swimming in local lakes. Those childhood experiences fostered a lifelong fascination with animals and nature that would ultimately shape the course of her life.
As a young woman, Gabriele immigrated to the United States. She spent time in Chicago studying acting and pursuing an interest in the performing arts before moving to California during the cultural ferment of the 1970s. In California she met James "Jim" Walker, with whom she would share more than three decades of life and adventure.
Together they settled in Santa Barbara, where they raised two sons, Bright and John. During the 1980s Gabriele worked as a professional clown and entertainer. She performed at birthday parties, community events, resorts, and festivals throughout Southern California. She designed and sewed many of her own elaborate costumes and became known for her creativity, energy, and ability to connect with children. She credited master entertainer Igor Rudenko with teaching her the art of juggling and helping shape her approach to performance.
Wildlife rehabilitation entered Gabriele's life gradually but soon became her true calling. Following a significant Southern California oil spill, she and Jim helped care for injured seabirds. What began as volunteer work evolved into a lifelong commitment to wildlife rescue, rehabilitation, and education. The family's modest Santa Barbara property eventually became home to an assortment of recovering birds and the facilities needed to care for them.
Over time, Gabriele's focus shifted from seabirds to birds of prey. Alongside Jim, she helped rehabilitate hawks, owls, falcons, and other raptors. Among the most beloved was Max, a Great Horned Owl whose story would become inseparable from her own.
In 1998, Gabriele and Jim began caring for Max and Ivan, a Red-tailed Hawk. Realizing that these birds and their stories could inspire others, Gabriele proposed an educational outreach program to the Santa Barbara Audubon Society. That idea became Eyes in the Sky, a program she founded and directed for nearly two decades. Through live presentations featuring non-releasable raptors, Gabriele and her dedicated volunteers brought wildlife education to schools, libraries, museums, senior centers, and community organizations throughout the region.
Under her leadership, Eyes in the Sky grew into one of Santa Barbara's most recognized environmental education programs. Thousands of children met their first owl, hawk, falcon, or kestrel through her presentations. She created the "Meet Your Wild Neighbor" curriculum and helped establish the Museum Aviary Exhibit at the Santa Barbara Museum of Natural History, creating a permanent home for the program and its avian ambassadors.
Gabriele's contributions were recognized throughout the community. She received the Santa Barbara Independent Local Hero Award in 2013 and the Santa Barbara Museum of Natural History Legacy Award in 2018. When she retired in 2018, the volunteer organization she had built was contributing thousands of hours each year and remained one of the Santa Barbara Audubon Society's flagship educational programs.
After retirement, Gabriele spent time with family in South Korea before returning to Arizona. In 2021 she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease and entered memory care in Tucson, where she spent the final years of her life.
Although she touched countless lives through her work with wildlife, those who knew her best will remember her not only for the birds she cared for, but for her enthusiasm, creativity, determination, and her ability to inspire wonder in children. For many Santa Barbara students, seeing Max the Great Horned Owl perched beside Gabriele was their first close encounter with a wild raptor and the beginning of a lifelong appreciation for nature.
She is survived by her sons, Markus Ward, Bright Walker and John Walker; her extended family in Germany and the United States; and an extraordinary community of friends, volunteers, educators, and wildlife advocates who continue the work she began. Her family is grateful for the many people whose friendship, support, and shared commitment to wildlife enriched her life.
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Coni Edick
The lovely memorial yesterday (thank you Bright and John for having it in Santa Barbara!) was in a sense my third goodbye to Gabriele. My first goodbye was written in a letter to Gabi when she retired from Eyes in the Sky in 2018. August 20, 2018 Dear Gabriele, I am really sad to be saying goodbye. As you look forward to moving to South Korea, I am made to look back at the times we have shared. You changed my life! Who knew, that at that first time I saw you and Jim with Max at Wood Glen Hall, that I too would be handling Max one day. I certainly didn’t at the time. You made that happen, and I’ve never been the same. That was over 16 years ago. During that time you taught me so much. Bird handling, rehabbing, jess making, ornithology, presenting, supervising, the list goes on. You were the conduit between me and the wild kingdom I came to discover, and the inspiration to share it. Some of my fondest memories: • You gently guiding me in handling our birds, from the smallest (Kiki) on up through the largest (Max). • Taking Sedona for a therapeutic swim in your backyard pond. • The irascible Squirt, with his lordly manner. • Your allowing me to grow at my own pace. Always encouraging. • Serene walks with Ivan up to the church on the hill. • Photographing you and Jim dressed in plastic garbage bags de-oiling a long-eared owl. • Many peaceful afternoons with bird-in-hand by your backyard pond. • Sharing the stage with you at a number of events, playing off each other, working the crowd. • The slow-speed mad-dash to your place to evacuate birds during the—Tea? Jesusita? — fire (so many fires, which one?!). • Ah, coping — the firm but gentle art of wrapping a creature armed with sharp pointy things, setting it down in a compromising position and trimming its weaponry with a power tool. • Max protecting his mate—you—by strafing the aggressor—me. I had the audacity of hugging you. OK, got it, Max! I’m really going to miss you, Gabriele! But I’m very happy for you, and I wish you all the best in your newest adventure. I will never forget you and will love you always! ~ Coni In 2018 I thought I might not ever see Gabriele again, but happily I was able to visit with her and John (and Leila!) in Tucson in 2024. She didn't have anything to say, but it was great just being with her once more and seeing how well she was loved and cared for. The poem I found to read at the memorial IS Gabriele--she is still very much with all of us who are fortunate to have known her. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. ~ Mary Elizabeth Frye Rest in peace, Gabriele! Love, Coni
Markus Ward

Such a sad loss.
Markus Ward
How does one adequately praise the person who gave you life? I have still not figured that one out but can say that my gratitude is as great as the sorrow of losing her. It is at least a comfort to know that she made peace with her own mother – a shared experience that is one of the proudest moments of that life granted to me. Susanne and I deeply regret that her trip to revisit Germany didn't work out but are ever so happy to have at least shown a bit of it to my two wonderful brothers. Markus and Susanne Ward
Kendy Radasky
I volunteered with Gabrielle for several years (in the early 2000s, I believe), learning how to be a handler and helping at school presentations. I worked a lot with Max and Ivan and Kiki the kestrel. I was on the board of the Audubon Society, and doing habitat restoration and designing the snowy plover docent program at Coal Oil Point Reserve at the time. I so looked forward to my time with Gabrielle every week. She taught me so much — not only about how to handle and care for each of the birds — but about compassion and joy and connection and dedication, especially in the face of difficulty. Her relationship with Max was beautiful to witness. The way she had integrated her passion for helping these birds into how she lived her life – literally (her home and property were completely devoted to the birds in her care) imprinted a model of “ right livelihood” into my spirit. She valued practicality and function (she didn’t have a lot of financial support for her work in the beginning) but always integrated beauty and laughter wherever she could. I was so happy to hear when the program was established at the Natural History Museum; finally, Gabrielle and her program had received the support that they deserved. I love hearing that Eyes in the Sky is ongoing. Gabrielle, i’m so grateful to have shared a few years with you. You were, and will always be, one of my dearest teachers. -Kendy Radasky
Denise Stevens
I met her about 20 years ago. I was in the SB Newcomers Club then and arranged for her to give a talk to our group .... and meet some raptors. She never lost her gift for story telling and her genuine love for the birds and the work she did was palpable and contagious. She has indeed left an indelible legacy
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