Hi Shaughn,
Having left Rochester so many years ago, I'm slow to learn of what has transpired with people, and their lives. I regret not staying in touch.
There are so many folks who became enriched by your friendship.
I recall meeting you when we first started the basement band rehearsals of what would become 'Cappy and the Frenchmen'. We were just a few houses down from yours...1979.
It wasn't long before you were 'one of us'.
You sure enjoyed yourself and the scene that was going on at the time. It was a special time for music in Rochester, and you became a fixture of the culture.
You were always a good dependable friend, and provided sober advice when needed.
I'll never forget the time you and I were returning at 3 am from a gig in Buffalo, and we stopped at some locale on the Thruway, so you could find ice cubes to place on your eye lids to keep from nodding out while driving! We did have fun.
I was recently showing my girlfriend a 1980 clip of 'Cappy' and my black Rickenbacker bass was looming large on the screen. She asked what happened to it, and I explained it met it's demise in Shaughn's car trunk, were it was left,....one below zero freezing night!
It's alright Shaughn, I'm surrounded by several other's these days.
You would enjoy Nashville. And, no doubt, you would have become a fixture on the scene here too. You're that kind of guy.
Cheers, and thank you for being a part of my life
Bob