Today would have been Dan Fogelberg's birthday, but like so many great musicians he was taken from us much too soon.
I remember the first time I saw him was at an Eagles concert. He was the opening act...just him sitting at the piano, singing. He touched my heart with the first song he sang. And then he contintinued to do so for years, his music helping me through those soul-searching years of my youth.
I got to meet him in the late 70's when my friend Tom Kelly's band, Fools Gold, was his back-up band. It was the morning following his concert, and we were in the hotel lobby. He seemed so distant. We made eye contact, and there was so much sadness there. I smiled at him, but did not say anything, and I wish I would have. Maybe he just needed a word of encouragement, or to know someone cared in that moment.
A few years ago he visited me in a dream, and told me the answer to a question in my life. The dream was so real, the message so profound.
Thank you Dan for touching my life for so many years with your amazing music.
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
