Rest in Peace, Rick

“He who doesn’t fear death dies only once.” ~ Giovanni Falcone

Today I received the devastating news of Rick’s passing.  A dear friend of mine from Atascadero, we met under the most unusual circumstances, but I’ll never forget my first impression.  The times we spent together with little group were filled with so much laughter.  I never thought I’d shed so many tears over somebody who made me so happy.  Rick was a true gentleman with a heart of gold.


I took this at Terry’s in January.  Rick acted bashful and said it had been years since anybody took his picture.  He asked why I wanted to capture this image and I told him that I wanted to be able to put in my scrapbook to show my Memphis friends their 805 counterparts who got me through the worst time in my life.  When he saw the picture he loved it and asked me to print a copy for his son, which I did.  In retrospect, I felt compelled to take this picture, and I am so glad I did.  That night he told us that we were amongst his best friends and he was so glad to know us.


Montana de Oro

Rick always said that Montana de Oro was the most beautiful place on earth and he wanted to take my friend and me before I went back to Tennessee.  I’m so sorry we never got the chance to go.  Trying to focus on the positive is exceedingly difficult right now, but I cannot help but smile when I think of our gift exchange.  We’d give each other little trinkets whenever we saw each other.  Despite constant crying as I write this entry I’m laughing as I recall my last ‘swag’ from Rick:  a bottle of delicious wine from Paso Robles, a giant pink bathrobe– because it was the only article of women’s clothing available at the end of a garage sale– and he wanted to be sure he got me something, and [upon hearing me complain about my rough feet] a Ped-Egg….that formerly belonged to his sister.  God love him.


I wholeheartedly believe that your soul leaves your body the second your heart stops beating.  His soul flew into the heavens immediately and that comforts me.  The earthly shell is no more, but nobody deserves that….

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,



About Cocktails With Hemingway

I'm blunt and opinionated. Virtually everything I say or do is a contradiction but I'm not a hypocrite. I never hesitate to speak my mind and never fail to leave an impression wherever I go. You love me, you hate me, but you'll never forget me.
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