Wednesday, May 09, 2007

The Attics of HIS Life

Rolling up the banner that presided over Jerry's Memorial in 1995. It was part of an auction of his stuff yesterday, in San Francisco. Personally, it would be tough for me to own any of his things. No matter their monetary value. Too sad. Still missing that sound, and that smile.

"When there were no strings to play, you played to me..."

3 comments:

alan said...

That smile and a heart as big as that banner!

A void that will never be filled...

alan

robin andrea said...

I love those lines so much.

Naomi said...

when somebody's provided much of the soundtrack to our lives and gotten us through good times and rough times with their music, well, we've received the best of them, haven't we?