February has turned into a salute month. There was a Monkee Fan Gathering to celebrate Peter's life in Connecticut. James Lee Stanley was there, as well as lots of fans and vendors. The spirit is still alive. Beyond the show, beyond the music, there is still something that brings people together over this band name, this brand, this emotion that is associated with the Monkees.
And there are a slew of Peter passed on Feb 21, 2019 and Davy died on February 29, 2012. Samantha Juste (Micky's 1st wife) died February 5, 2014 and Phyllis Barbour Nesmith (Mike's first wife) also died in February (2010). Naked Persimmon did a nice salute-giving everyone a week of posts on their Facebook and Twitter feeds.
Since February is generally a cold and grey month, it is highly fitting to take this month to celebrate the good people who have passed on, There is plenty to be sad about in this world (including divisive and destructive politics, coronavirus, and the fall of the stock market-and that's just this week!) It seems like a rare psychological treat to have a way to emotionally remind yourself of the beauty of laughter, of time traveling back to when you thought you were in love, or safe, or wherever your subconscious mind goes when you hear or see a picture of the Monkees.
Better to have loved and lost. (Imagine all those people who NEVER had this kind of love in their lives?)
And there are a slew of Peter passed on Feb 21, 2019 and Davy died on February 29, 2012. Samantha Juste (Micky's 1st wife) died February 5, 2014 and Phyllis Barbour Nesmith (Mike's first wife) also died in February (2010). Naked Persimmon did a nice salute-giving everyone a week of posts on their Facebook and Twitter feeds.
Since February is generally a cold and grey month, it is highly fitting to take this month to celebrate the good people who have passed on, There is plenty to be sad about in this world (including divisive and destructive politics, coronavirus, and the fall of the stock market-and that's just this week!) It seems like a rare psychological treat to have a way to emotionally remind yourself of the beauty of laughter, of time traveling back to when you thought you were in love, or safe, or wherever your subconscious mind goes when you hear or see a picture of the Monkees.
Better to have loved and lost. (Imagine all those people who NEVER had this kind of love in their lives?)
