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From: Marie Rhines
Email: mrhines@wildapache.net
Remote Name: 209.145.197.132
Date: 30-Sep-2002
Time: 09:43 PM
I spent the entire morning in tears reading everyone's condolences on the chat page. I suddenly realized today how much of a hermit I had become over recent years. I was called last night by Kal Roberts, an old friend of Mickey's which meant pretty much I didn't sleep the entire night, with memories of our years together flooding my mind and the sadness of losing such a huge person in my life. I spoke with Bob R. early this morning, followed by a long conversation with son, Chris. As I tried to find the words to express how much I will miss Mickey and what he meant to me, at the same time as a testimony to the graciousness of all of Mickey's family and friends, it was a surprise and so gratifying to hear their words of thanks for my humble part in Mickey's incredible life. I never knew how much it meant to everyone that I helped a piece of the puzzle of Mickey's life be put into place, until talking with both Bob and Chris this morning. Needless to say I am spending today in contemplation and reflection, sad though it may be. Only by mourning do we fully appreciate a person's life. I will never forget one moment of our wonderful years together and how blessed I felt always in Mickey's presence. Knowing Susan was so supportive of our musical collaboration always was the icing on the cake and my love and respect for the two of them will continue for all eternity. I feel an intricate part of their story together, even though I am not a relative. Mickey is my second brother. I told Bob that I would very much like to join the chat pages but as a newcomer to computer I had not yet dared to enter the scene due to lack of confidence how it all worked. He encouraged me saying he thought people would like to hear from me, so I will try and hope this works. Once again Mickey has inspired me to come out of my shell and begin to communicate, even if in sorrow. I will try. I just received a box of CD's only a week or so ago of the re-release of our first and only actual Nashville recording session at Mabel's studio, Masterstouch. In it came a magnificent surprise of a first time release of our concert live from the Great American Music Hall in San Francisco. I remember every moment of that golden night. Ssusie had come down from Oregon and my sister Beverly had flown in from Boston. It was a memory of pure perfection on stage with Mickey. I always felt as if I were sitting next to a giant when we performed together on stage and as if I were finally at "home". There was never any other place on earth I'd rather have been than on stage touring with Mickey. Every concert was like soaring with an eagle and so so easy. I remember how we basically never had to talk about any part of the music. We just went out there and began to play. I know when a genius is born the angels sprinkle angel dust on them. I'm sure I saw sparkles surrrounding him on stage many a night.
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