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Hard to imagine that it is 35 years ago today since the Horse was killed after falling 13 stories on a job-site accident in Chicago at the age of sixty. That day and time is embedded in my being...
I had just finished recording a few tracks with Michael Miles up in Evanston for his debut album and was driving south on Lake Shore Drive to head back to the southside.
At 3pm, I was stopped at the traffic light on Chicago Avenue just a few blocks away from where Dad was working on Michigan Avenue — and got this hot pang in my heart. I shook it off, continued driving south for a Friday jar with the lads at the 6511 Club.
As soon as I walked in to the 6511 and saw the tears in Jimmy Goldrick's eyes and the late Jimmy McGowan imploring me to go home — I realized the pang I felt an hour before was letting me know that my Dad died that afternoon…
All was a blur the following weeks and months…
Such is the fragility of life - I love you Dad - rest in peace Horse 💚