A Day of Loss

Pete Fornatale–with apologies to whoever’s shot i borrowed.

If there’s any one thing that consumes me it’s a sense of loss–ongoing, ever-present, beyond my control.

Today was a day of loss. It began with news that a former neighbor, a woman I’ve known for more than 40 years, suddenly passed away. While we knew she had a few health problems none of us expected this.

Then this evening the news of Pete Fornatale’s passing came over the transom. Truth be told, I was never a fan as some were. I recognized the passion for the music, the distinct Bronx accent, the gentleness. But I never succumbed, who knows why. Back in the 70s my friend Tom lectured me on the differences between the free-form stations we had our Continue reading