One Year As An Adult

June, 2011, Lake Hopatcong, NJ...with his bat.

June, 2011, Lake Hopatcong, NJ…with his bat.

Tomorrow is the one year anniversary of the death of someone I had known for many years.

The day after he died, I wrote the following:

My Youth is Officially Over

That seemed a little strange as I was fifty-three at the time, but that’s how I felt.

Sometimes it is strange how certain people can impact your life in so many ways. I miss the telephone calls that would come out of nowhere every year or two… Peppi knew how to relate to his fans and I was a big fan.

The book about his life/music is in post-production and I look forward to receiving my copy.

Here is one of his softer songs from the early days….RIP, Peppi.

About Ray V.

Living in Aiken, South Carolina, USA, I like to share what I am looking at, thinking about or listening to. I refer to this as the view out my window. Thanks for stopping by.
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4 Responses to One Year As An Adult

  1. Al says:

    I’m sorry. I know how hard it can be. He is always with you though.


    • Well, I know as well as anyone that life is short and dead is for a very long time.

      But yes, the music and antics will never leave me and my wife will complain about the music like she did when Peppi was still alive. A fan she is not.

      The world continues to spin, the sun will rise tomorrow and people all over the world will remember friends…may their memories be eternal.

      Thanks for the note.


  2. How nice that you enjoyed a relationship with an artist you admired. There is something very meaningful about the bands and artists we enjoy in our youth, and it must have been nice for him, too, to experience your company as a music lover. I am sorry of your loss, and you’re right that life goes on, but sometimes in that first year the world doesn’t quite have all the color we once enjoyed. Thank you for sharing Peppii with us. I’m pleased with the introduction!


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