Perry Damone.
Know him? To know him is to love him. Perry never had a negative comment to say
about anyone, even if they hurt him or did him wrong. No, my Per-bear, as I
called him because he gave amazing hugs, was kind to everyone. He found the good in people – even when it
took others (a long) time to find the good in people, he FELT the good. We would have conversations about our life
experiences, some of these experiences were pretty painful. I would want to verbally “take care” of
whomever hurt my Per-bear. I was the one with the mouth, not Perry. He would
very calmly tell me that “it is what it is”…. “live & learn…..We want
people to be happy…we want to move on and forgive.” He would chuckle as I used my very colorful
& descriptive words to get my point across on how I felt about forgiving
rude people. He would tell me that you
can’t go through life worried about how these people hurt you. Yes it hurts,
but you gotta move past it. I always
thought he is much too nice to people that don’t deserve his kindness.
Perry’s passion was radio…and kids…combine the two and you have Kidstar Radio. He had a vision to build the self-esteem of kids and give them a direction for which they can grow & be proud. He put real working radio stations in schools that was run by kids. Who didn’t want to have that kind of experience? Perry was a broadcaster, a DJ with very kind heart, a personality that everyone loved. Bringing his love of people to the airwaves. He wanted to share his love.
Perry (named after the smooth voice crooner Perry Como) also
loved to sing…and could he sing! Back in the old days when radio was fun (at the
“little nickel & dime radio station” -a description, the late great Bill
Austin would use to describe the station)
- we would regularly go to The Native New Yorker on 70th St
& Shea and do the karaoke
thing. Perry’s best friend, Frank &
Kathy Sinclair had a karaoke business
that was so very much fun. Perry sang quite a few songs with all the love in
his heart. One of his songs he regularly sang was Frank Sinatra’s “I’ve Got You
Under my Skin”…. I loved listening to him sing. His dad, Vic, may have been the
singer in his family but I tell ya, Perry had a voice that was so smooth that
people stopped just to hear him sing. Yep, the good ‘ol days. I miss those
days…I will miss my Perry more. I will
miss him so very much. Per, I know
you’re in Heaven, you are with your mom, I am sure of it…it’s been waaaay too
long that you’ve seen your mom. I know
we don’t have here on earth what glorious unearthly possessions you now have
with our Heavenly Father, but I do wish I had more time with you. We had more
to discuss, more to laugh, to love. I will miss you, my friend, my sweet, kind,
gentle friend. Loving you more than you know!
Side note: (Actually this is a BOTTOM note as it’s at the
bottom)
My heart is broken. Truly broken. I’m so unbelievably sad. I knew the day was near, I thought I would at least get to see him one more day. That was my plan. He was in hospice located in the same parking lot with the doctor I work for in Scottsdale… the same parking lot! It was perfect - if you can call it that. Actually perfect would've been Perry being cured, but God had plans.
My heart is broken. Truly broken. I’m so unbelievably sad. I knew the day was near, I thought I would at least get to see him one more day. That was my plan. He was in hospice located in the same parking lot with the doctor I work for in Scottsdale… the same parking lot! It was perfect - if you can call it that. Actually perfect would've been Perry being cured, but God had plans.
I have always expressed my feelings through music, I
used to write, occasionally play and sing, but always listen. Ya know how you hear everything happens for a
reason? I couldn’t hear the music. My friend is gone and as I am trying to
digest this huge loss, I couldn’t hear the music that so loudly plays in my
brain. I open my phone to call Kathy
& Frank Sinclair, I needed to connect with them – they are my connection to
Per, but my Facebook was open, which is really weird because it shouldn’t have
been. I am happy it was because what popped up in the news feed was JUST what I
needed. My Richie posted something that reminded me that I do have Faith. Perry had Faith, he loved our God. So this song written
so many years ago by Bob Diaz, my dear friend and guitar teacher was perfect…. it
touches my heart and just so happen to be what I needed. Niños de Dios –
Children Of God. Perry is, we all are
Children of God. Love of our God, that’s all we are – love of our God, we want
to be. Small as we are, babes in arms,
growing strong growing tall to heed the
Lords call…
Children of God that's all we are, Children of God we want to be...soon we'll be old and all alone
Waiting for God to rest our soul.
Beautifully written
Bob Diaz, Richie Diaz, Thank you for posting.. I encourage you to listen to this song - click the link below – it’s beautiful.
Children of God that's all we are, Children of God we want to be...soon we'll be old and all alone
Waiting for God to rest our soul.
Beautifully written
Bob Diaz, Richie Diaz, Thank you for posting.. I encourage you to listen to this song - click the link below – it’s beautiful.