Great writing about a great man

As my neighbours are breaking up a concrete floor within a stone’s throw of my window, I feel that I am entitled to spend some time reading the wonderful posts coming in from fans and bloggers about the life and death of Clarence, instead of working on my novel. Anyway, it has also become an opportunity to revel in some really good writing. I am deeply moved by the wonderful writing I have encoutered, the stories of how he touched people’s lives, the testimonies to the love between him and Bruce.
Here are a few excerpts, and then the link to what I think is the most beautiful post I have read:
I guess the lesson is to wring every drop of joy out of our brief time on earth and celebrate the gifts that these and other giving people left us, and try to do the same for others. – Southside Johnny
But thanks to the music that Clarence Clemons gave us in his all-too-short time here, we don’t ever have to be lonely. A day won’t go by where those indelible, cathartic solos on “Badlands” or “Thunder Road” or “Jungleland” or “Born to Run” won’t be blaring from a car radio somewhere, epitomizing the sounds of joy and love and lust and hunger and youth. The sun will still be shining bright and dappled on the boardwalk, a car will go by with the roof down, and a girl named Mary won’t be too far away. – The second disc
I never thought Clarence Clemons would die. Never contemplated it for a moment. Like Bruce, he was a constant. I figured they’d always be around … What a giant of a man. What an icon. What a loss. We die-hard E Streeters are all dealing with the same tough question: What are we supposed to do now? Of course, it’s not about us at all. This is about loss and legacy and thanks. For the music and the memories and the soul…of the Jersey Shore. – Brian Williams
I anticipated it every night, and sometimes would look at the crowd instead of Clarence, so I could watch the faces transform into beams of joy as his sax washed over the crowd. It was a clarion call of sorts, living testament to a lot of what Bruce wanted his music to be about—friendship, joy, the search for connection, meaning and soul. Life right here, right now … And it was about love. To experience Clarence Clemons was to experience love; the love that he put out every night to the crowd, his obvious and immense love affair with Bruce, his love of earthly pleasures, his love of soul and spirit, and his love of providing people with joy. – A deeper shade of soul

http://adeepershadeofsoul.blogspot.com/2011/06/notes-on-big-man-clarence-clemons-1942.html

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