Patrick sent me this short recording a long time ago (the file date is 2003, but it may have been earlier than that.) He said it was the last nightingale of the season before all flew off to wherever they go next.
I believe it was this song that filled his ears when he finally passed into the nothingness.
I have used it for my Windows “shutdown” sound all these years because it is so peaceful.
Here’s a recording from 18 March 2017 with a lot of restaurant background noise in which we talk about a toy construction set I remembered as a child. We had spent hours assembling a massive structure but I tripped and fell into it one night while getting up to use the bathroom.
JP: The construction set, I thought it was in New York.
PM: No, no, it came from New York. I brought it for Christmas from New York to visit you guys with Donna.
JP: I was thinking it was when you had to sling me in the sheets to make it look like laundry.
Patrick and JP discuss the idea of memorial services after they’re gone. Patrick didn’t want anything, but agreed to letting us have something “for the living.” JP talked about when his time comes that he’s set aside money for a couple of parties and to send his ashes out on one last rally ride.