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Dale Beacock, my dearest friend.

If not for the tenacity of the rock, the warm, white, sandy beach would never have been born.

If not for the strength of the rock, the ocean’s tide would never turn.

If not for the resilience of the rock, the mountains would never rise above the storm.

If not for the rock’s ability to absorb and radiate the warmth of the sun, the Earth’s lesser creatures would never survive the winter cold.

You were my rock.

Your persistent belief in me gradually polished my rough edges into a smoother, more refined end.

The strength of your spirit guided me through the chaotic seas of self-doubt — turning the course of my life and redefining the potential my future held.

The resilience of your faith in me protected me from the Adversary’s wrath — giving my own faith time to grow strong enough to stand alone.

And your ability to absorb my love, the warmth of my wispered dreams, and the depth of meaning behind my words, and then radiate it all back to me when I needed it was a blessing and a miracle to me.

You were a rock to so many.  But you were especially my rock, dear friend, and for that I thank you each and every day.  I did not know I could miss another human being this much, but I know you are in a wounderous place and that someday I will see you again.

Until then I will try to remember all you taught me about myself, unconditional love, perseverance, inner joy, following my dreams, believing myself worthy, and of course the power of music to heal.  I will try not to let myself become overwhelmed by the void left in my life and heart by your absence and instead reflect on everything you were to me.  For 40 years your friendship helped to mold me into a better person.  I pray in your absence I am able to continue to grow.

Rest in Peace, Dale, my friend, confidant, teacher, mentor, coach, protector, practice buddy, director and so much more…

I will always love you.

~BB