Monday, January 9, 2017
"But soon enough you're gonna think of me And how I used to be...me." - Unwell by Matchbox Twenty--- You knew I loved this song and, without fail, you'd sing it every time we talked or saw each other. Never, ever did I think I'd look back on these words and feel haunted by them. Never, ever did I think I'd hear this song and break out in uncontrollable sobs. You were so loved. How desperately I wish I could turn the hands of time back and find some way to show you just how many people loved you. Often I wonder if I might have saved you; I'll forever beat myself up over that. You could belt out any song and it be literal perfection. Oh, my dear friend, how talented you were. Everyone who ever heard you sing/play walked away with that impression. You knew your audiences...you knew your crowds...and you performed for them, giving them just what they needed at those moments in time. Norton, you gave them the very best version of you. I wish more people had given you what you needed. I wish more had shown you their best version. Maybe the outcome would have been different. "Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin..." - Sweet Home Alabama by Lynyrd Skynyrd--- Yours was always my favorite version; Skynyrd had nothing on you. The only comfort I have is knowing those wheels carried you home to arms that loved you and cherished you. Rich, you still own acreage in my heart. I miss you more than words can ever say. I'll never be the same again...
