JP – Patrick and Stephanie

Here’s another letter from Fred to Pat and Mari, around New Year’s (what year? assume 1962?) in New York.

It opens with “It’s time I wrote. Hell, I’m a lousy correspondent.”

Letter to Pat and Mari from Fred

An undated letter to Pat and Mari referencing Rome and Lisbon.

It opens with “Listen, I’ll be in Rome by the end of the month c/o American Express” and ends with “Lisbon is lovely – I may go there to die – instead of Clarksville, Va as I had planned.”

Black Widows

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| Poetry

A poem by Patrick, referencing his mom.

An Image for Some Creative Type

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| Reflections

It’s August 2025 and I just stumbled across this old recording dated 6 May 2017 describing a brief scene from Patrick’s post-burial reception.

Canet to Festival: Our Golden Years

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| Autobiographical, Music Programs, Patrick, Stephanie

Contrary to his introductory sentence, Patrick tells a long story about the founding of the Deia International Festival of Music. Patrick also talks about his work with Daevid Allen and Gilli Smith of Gong.

Suzanne Bradbury in Concert on 18 May 2025

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| Music

Patrick and Stephanie’s dear friend Suzanne Bradbury will be performing in Soller with Ursula Pomar on 18 May 2025. If you are on Mallorca, hopefully you can attend this concert. It sounds like a wonderful program.

Eulogy for My Brother Jim

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| Eulogies

This is the eulogy I wrote for my brother Jim (no relation to Patrick). Jim’s life was so very different from Patrick’s. It provides an interesting contrast in the influences I faced growing up.

Eight Years

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| Reflections

A few thoughts about the eighth anniversary of Patrick’s death.

Happy 90th Birthday

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| Patrick, Recordings

Here’s a 2011 recording from Spain in honor of today, what would have been Patrick’s 90th birthday.

Complicated People

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| Patrick, Recordings

Recording with Patrick and Christine about complicated people.

Church Music

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| Patrick

Since today is a religious holiday for a lot of people, I thought I would relate this story that Patrick told me. In the little town of Deya, there is a church up on top of the hill. Patrick played the Sunday music for a couple of years there. He explained that the priest finally […]