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Tony Thomas
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Date Posted: 21:43:01 12/20/03 Sat
I havent seen Dick since maybe the spring of 1969, but probably the summer or fall of 1968. I had been playing guitar backup with Don Sineti, now in the Morgans, but Donny had been drafted and sent to Vietnam, when Dick came around that summer, around the crowd of us who hung out at Robert Hardin's pad as we would have said in the Park street neighborhood of Hartford. I hooked up playing backup for bluegrass as opposed to the more old timey music that Moose had been playing and that I still favor. I remember us playing together up at the Cannan Valley Farms bluegrass festival at the end of that summer, if my senile memory is correct.
I just learned of his death a few minutes ago with someone posting about Dave Bromberg on Fiddle-l refered to the late Dick Fegy. The last time I saw the man he and I were young, he was really young, younger than my freshman students, bright.
he was so serious about the music. I have become a fiction writer and poet and am back to music now, but when discussing the art or whatever to get good at, I always talk about back when we were all in or just out of high school in the first years of college playing music or trying to, and the person who really practiced, asked questions, studied, and cut off the the hanging out and the other stuff to know the instruments, the music, its history, were the ones that got anywhere while people with equal or even greater talents fell by the wayside. I was always thinking about Dick when I would say that whether to creative writing students, musicians I know, or just people.
What can I say. I last saw him when he had just graduated from prep school. I heard a few recordingts he made since then, but who knows. he was a bright optomistic, smiling face, mature for his age (reverting to my thoughts as a 21 year old about an 18 year old, LOL) I am sure that for people that knew him, that brightness and sweetness and kindness I still remember in him, is a much bigger loss than any of his wonderful music.
If there are any people on this thread who remember me from th e old folk music days in Connecticut and Massachusetts from places like the forum or the Quiet Collage of the Image, write me at writerrad@aol.com.
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