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Re: My Eternal Musical Partner

From: Marie Rhines
Email: mrhines@wildapache.net
Remote Name: 209.145.197.16
Date: 30-Sep-2002
Time: 11:33 PM

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I am sitting here speechless that you have answered my little submission. I can't thank you all enough. It is like finding a new family. Ski, I'm not sure what you meant by "pool"? Is there something else I yet need to understand. Is the etiquette proper for me to respond to your kind responses over the chat here or should I e mail you each separately. In our last conversation only a few weeks ago, Mickey warned me that if I just had the courage to jump in I would be happily amazed at what depth and treasures I would find on his front porch chat world. I was so timid about joining. It felt lke some very exclusive private expensive world class club and how could I, a mere mortal join. I think I have been living in the desert too long. Mickey always urged me to move up to be near his studio in Oregon where they actually had running water. This past summer here has been over 105F for months (Sedona, AZ) and no rain yet in sight. Well, a few sprinkles recently. But still fire hazard highly volatile. Makes Mickey's suggestion seem so sensible. Once again I so appreciate your kind replies. I am still a bit overwhelmed with everything this computer can do. Will try and keep up. But today has been such a difficult day here all alone with no one to share my so many memories of Mickey. I am glued to your comments, all day. Just went out for a walk around the block, still haven't eaten today yet and it's time for bed. Lost my appetite. There is only room for memories today. To think all this time, for, I guess years, I had thought the chat page was only for those very special people Mickey considered his closest friends. Tonight I realized I too was one. Oh, dear, my only regret now is that I didn't speak sooner and missed out on Mickey actually answering me this way and the joy of sharing with you all before. But there is something good out of sadness always, as Mickey said to me. He loved to torment me with saying how we both had our demons to exorcise. I think he was an angel in a songwriter suit and I never saw a single demon around us, not ever. He was a humble, gentle man, and full of mischief Another day I will recount what he did at the airport once. I know though, that Mickey is smiling right now from heaven saying "phew! at last girl. I told you you'd be amazed at my friends. Mickey only spoke the truth.

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