Originally Posted by
groupie2686
Hello everyone...I've been a member of this site for a while, but I've never posted anything before. On the anniversary of Glenn's death, I wanted to share my story and my thoughts with you all.
I'm 30 years old, younger than the typical Eagles fan. While I have always been a fan of music that was before my time (I've liked The Beatles and Queen since I was 5 years old), I had never been much of an Eagles fan before. My mom had played Eagles music for me when I was growing up, so I was aware of them and I knew some songs, but I wasn't a big fan. Even then, though, as a child, I found Glenn's voice soothing and comforting.
After Glenn died, my mom wanted to get the Dead Dog Records arc of Wiseguy on DVD. As you probably know, that arc, with Glenn in it, isn't available on DVD. I love Wiseguy and have always wanted to see the rest of the show, so I was game, and bought a bootleg copy. I knew I'd like the show (it is a great show and if you haven't seen it, you should), but what I wasn't prepared for was Glenn Frey. The second he appeared on the screen, I was transfixed. After getting through Wiseguy and watching the tribute to him at the Grammys, I was curious to see what he looked like when he was younger. I looked at pictures and watched a few youtube videos. I was in awe. I had never seen such a good-looking man, or anyone so cool, in my life.
As the year went on, I watched, read, and listened to everything related to Glenn and the Eagles that I could get my hands on. Since then, I've become a huge Eagles fan, in awe of their music, their lyrics, and their harmonies. No band or artist has ever resonated with me this much, like it speaks to my very soul. I regret that I didn't appreciate his talent and the brilliance of the Eagles sooner, so that I could have seen them in concert.
It is a strange feeling, to feel so sad for someone's passing, when you were not that aware of them when they were alive. It truly makes my heart ache to know that he is no longer on this planet. Barely a day has gone by that I haven't thought of him. I still find his voice soothing and comforting, but now there is sadness, too. In my religion, you light a candle on the eve of a loved one's death, and it burns for 24 hours, in honor of their memory. I lit one for Glenn last night, even though it is usually reserved for family members. It just feels so personal. I cannot imagine the day when I will not miss this sweet, wonderful, beautiful man. RIP Glenn, we miss you.