It took many many years for me to get to my first Chicago concert. Finally at Wells Fargo Center in Santa Rosa, CA I handed over my ticket. I found my seat the lights dimmed and my eyes filled with happy tears. I knew I shouldn't have worn eye-make-up. I didn't care, I was there for one reason and one reason only. Chicagos tremendous melodys, lyrics trombone, trumpet, clarinet, flute, drums was and is apart of my being. The song "A Song for You" my late husband gave to me. When we first met Chicagos Greatest Hits was all we listened to. My husband was diagnoised with AIDS in 1994. We have four children, all grown now. I took care of him at home until he died in my arms April 12, 1999 1:00pm. The songs were and are a part of my healing. I was hoping somehow I could get to hear my song"A Song for You" played the night of the concert. I had know idea how to go about it so I left it alone. I felt a inner warming of peace as I listened LIVE to all of our songs. For this I thank the band.
My father was a professional trombonist. He went to Juliard. He retired from San Francisco Symphony in 1985. He was a judge for the International Trombonist. ( I am not good at remembering names of everything) My mother too is a professional musician, cellist. Mom and Dad had a trmendous life together. doing what they love. As we all know not everyone can make a living at what they love. My dad had students that went on to play with Doc Sverson on the Tonight Show, Frank Zappa, and others. Maybe that isn't a big deal but I am so proud of my dad. My dad had such a uncanny love of life and music. His influence and the way he taught, play from your heart and soul, is accredited to manys success as a horn player. He passed in July 2005. I miss him so very much. When I saw and heard Pankow it was like seeing and hearing my dad again. Of course Mr. Pankow is much younger then my father. My point being the same love and passion was there. I can sing all the trombone part in most all Chicago tunes. Dad would be so proud. He was known for his solo in the first recording of Mahler 3rd Symphony inD. Trombone teachers use my dad's playing in that recording as to how it should be played. My dad was well known and loved by all he knew. John (Ned) Meredith. Back to the concert, hearing Pankow. Uncontrolled tears shot out of my eyes. I had so many overwhelming feelings of joy, a release inside my own soul that exploded. I felt like a display of fireworks, the finali, the beautiful burst of colours filling the sky slowly turning into millions of little spectacular stars falling from the heavens. I do apologize for going on and on. I waited 35 years to see my beloved Chicago in person and expressing what it all meant to me was an important task. My never ending love for my dad and for my Louis (husband) lives on thru you Chicago. I thank you.
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