Barrie D. Evans

I was trying to think of something clever to say about Pete, but all that came to mind was, what a sad loss it is when a good friend leaves you for another place, and how hard it is to come to terms with that thought, and let them go.

Even now in my memory I can still hear him, joking and laughing.

Apart from the obvious talent that he had, there was this sensitive guy, who was also very generous with his time. I will never forget the support he gave me, at a time when I was at that point in my life when things were very black, I am only sorry that I couldn't be there for him in his time of need.

I spend my time travelling around the world in the capacity of a Guitar Technician, working for different Artists. On one of my travels I happened upon a North American Indian shop. In there, I found a book and inside was written a prayer for the dead. On reading this, I thought of Pete and I realized that he was still with us.

I would like to share that prayer with you -

A Native American Prayer

I give you, this one thought to keep, I am with you still, I do not sleep
I am the thousand winds that blow, I am the Diamond glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle Autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not think of me as gone
I am with you still, in each new dawn

And the world of music and his friends is indeed, a sadder and emptier place without you mate.

Barrie D. Evans
June 2000

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