Right after Bob passed, I was sitting down on my bed with my guitar playing some of his songs. And, it was a little odd that some of them I had been playing for a long time, but some parts & riffs I just could never get to sound right. All of a sudden, my mind just sort of drifted and I proceeded to play almost ANY of his songs just right. I had this eerie feeling that Bob was in the room with me, guiding my fingers where they should go...the eerie-ness didn't last long and I felt comforted by the thought that he might've been giving me a guitar lesson from another plane of existence. Thank you, Bob, for all the music you inspired me to listen to, to play, to enjoy...and also for the guitar lesson.
PS: but, I'm going to miss that there won't be new music coming from you in this lifetime.
