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In Memoriam
The weather changed today and it’s cold inside. I’ve been walking around the house with a T-shirt on tonight and I’m freezing. I haven’t gotten my fall clothes out yet. I haven’t been ready to make that transition.
It’s been summer in Ohio for the last couple weeks and I’ve been loving it. All the windows have been open and… I wish it would never end. It’s been blue skies with temperatures in the 70’s and the 80’s. I’ve been wearing my linen pants and a T-shirt and I’ve been staying up late with the windows open, making art. I love it. I’ve been drawing Islamic geometric patterns. That’s my latest thing, but I’ll tell you about that another time.
But today feels like the first day of a new season. I feel a little bit cold to the bone. It’s the middle of October and it’s definitely turning autumn. And I can’t say that I’m ready. To be honest, I’m a little scared. I mean, after autumn comes winter, right? Summer’s much easier. Yep, of all the seasons, summer is definitely the easy season.
But I’m not here to talk about the weather. It’s been an interesting week in the world and in my life, it’s amazing how much can change in a week. In the last seven days, three people who have played important roles in my life have died.
In each case, I found out about it on Facebook and in each case, I realize that I didn’t get the opportunity to adequately let them know how much they meant to me, how much I cared about them. I didn’t get to let them know how important they were in my life.
So I’m taking this opportunity now to speak out these names and just give a little glimpse into the lives of three really remarkable and wonderful people who are no longer walking the earth. It’s definitely been a reminder to me that it’s never too soon to tell the people I care about how much I care.
I love you, mom. I love living in the same town with you and I really enjoyed our date last week to the Standing Rock Cultural Arts Center. We should do it again. ❤️
It was last Friday that I learned that Dr. Terry Miller died. I think it was a sudden death, unexpected by his family.
What a great guy. Dr. Terry Miller, an ethnomusicologist from Kent State University. He was the man that introduced me to the melodious khaen, the grandmother of the harmonica from Southeast Asia. Terry Miller was the preeminent scholar on the khaen and all music from Northeast Thailand, from the Isan territory of Thailand. I don’t know all the details, but I think he started studying and traveling to remote villages in Northeast Thailand back in the 60’s. Long before running water and electricity, Dr Terry Miller was studying the “mawlum” music in remote villages outside of Roi Et.
He wrote just about the only book that exists on how to play the khaen. I think it was he that started the ethnomusicology department at Kent State. And somehow I ended up living in the same town as Dr. Terry Miller. I’d say that because of Terry Miller, Kent, Ohio has been a Global Center for world music, and specifically music of Northeast Thailand and the khaen. And this is my hometown. How lucky am I.
Back about 25 years ago, I visited his house one day, as a friend of mine was house sitting for the Miller’s, and over in the corner was a four foot bamboo mouth organ. I learned it was called the khaen and it was just sitting there ready to be played. I blew some harmonica rhythms into that mouth organ and my life’s never been the same ever since.
In 2007, I traveled to Thailand with Dr. Miller and his wife Sara. Every year they would spend several months in Thailand. In 2007, I bought a plane ticket with a stop in Seoul, Korea, and found myself at the Miller’s house in Bangkok. Then I spent about two weeks traveling around Thailand with Dr. Miller and his wife — all the while looking for places where I could lie down, because I was living with a fairly mild version of ME/CFS at the time. I didn’t tell anybody, though.
Dr Miller escorted me to remote villages in Northeast Thailand in search of the makers of the khaen. He was personal friends with all of ‘em. I met the makers and bought a few khaens and brought them back to Ohio. It was a wonderful trip. I’ll never forget it.
Terry Miller was so kind and generous to me. You know, I’ve always been kind of a socially anxious guy and I was just a little bit intimidated by his academic stature. He was very smart and he knew a lot about a lot of things. I was just a pot smoking folk singer from Kent that wanted to learn how to play the khaen. But he always surprised me with his kindness. He really seemed to take an interest in me.
On my last night in Bangkok, I woke up in the middle of the night very ill with a terrible flare up of some devastating, mysterious illness. I came back to Terry’s house and he took me to the hospital. As my host, he was very concerned. I was very sick. But, I made it back to Ohio and, uh, got sober and eventually, 20 years later, I became a world famous khaen player on Tiktok.
But for the last 20 years, Dr Miller’s been visiting Thailand every year studying covered bridges. I think that was his latest passion. But I’m sorry to say he’s gone now and I won’t get the opportunity to tell him how thankful I am for all his good work and all his generosity toward me. Thank you, Terry.
Then on Sunday, I learned that Peter Amidon died. Another great man, another great musician, a music educator and a big influence on my teaching.
Probably about 25 years ago, I bought these two song books for children called “Down in the Valley” and “Jump Jim Joe,” compiled by Peter Amidon and his wife, Mary Alice. And these books were full of singing games and dances for children, and I learned them, and I incorporated them into my life as a music educator. And I brought these songs into my family life. Hallie grew up with songs like Green Sally Up and Grandma Moses and Jump Jim Joe and all these wonderful songs that Peter Amidon introduced me to.
There’s one song called Grandma Moses. It goes like this,
Grandma Moses, sick in bed. She went to the doctor. The doctor said, “Grandma, Grandma, you ain’t sick. All you need is a peppermint stick.” Hands up, shake, shake, shake, shake, hands down, shake, shake, shake, shake, roll around, shake, shake, shake, get out of town. Shake, shake, shake, freeze.
I taught that song with motions to 1000’s of students all around the state of Ohio — all thanks to Peter Amidon and his songbooks. Thanks Peter.
And then, as a choir director at the Unitarian Universalist church, I was always looking for good choral material and Peter Amidon compiled these beautiful choral arrangements— perfect for my choir. It was called “55 Anthems for the Small Church Choir” and then another one called “25 Anthems for Interfaith and Community Choirs.” These books were so jam packed with good stuff. I bought a set of each of ‘em for my choir and we used it week after week. It was such a great resource — beautiful songs, beautiful arrangements with beautifully simple piano accompaniments. What a great find for a choir director like me — so satisfyingly folky, while being incredibly high quality, as well. Peter Amidon’s arrangements had such a simple beauty to them.
In 2016 when I put out my album, Life Wonderful. I was looking for famous people to give quotes about the album, so I sent one of my CDs to Peter Amidon, and he listened to it and I got a response. He said, “Hal, I so appreciate your talent. Keep going, but this is not my style of music, so I’m not going to give you a quote.”
That was a little bit uncomfortable and humbling, but I had so much respect for that guy. Peter and his wife Mary Alice actually performed for my benefit concert back in 2021 when I was in the depths of illness. I so appreciate them. I’ll leave a link for the video of them right here. You can check it out now.
Peter and Mary Alice were the heads of a traditional music family. I think the Amidon family used to perform together. I never got to meet him in person, and I don’t know that we ever even spoke on the phone. Maybe we did, I can’t remember, but I’m so thankful for the songbooks that came into my life.
Rest easy. Peter Amidon, thank you for all you’ve given us.
And then on Monday, I learned that Debra-Lynn Hook died. Yep, my old friend, Debra-Lynn. Debra-Lynn and I were buds. She was just a person in town that I really liked. I really had great admiration for her. She was unique and opinionated and had a strong sense of herself. She was a spiritual seeker and I always appreciated that about her.
Her roots were in the South. I think she’s from New Orleans and had kind of a really easy North Carolina accent. Actually I’m not certain of her background. All I know is I appreciated her as a friend and I used to love it when she came to church. She’d come to church sometimes, sometimes she’d sing in my choir and and I just always appreciated it when she was there, I felt she brought a level of honesty and intelligence to the church that I really appreciated.
And she was a great photographer. Again, when my album “Life Wonderful” came out, I hired Debra-Lynn for a photo shoot. She took some beautiful pictures and I’ll never forget it. That was a wonderful afternoon. Me and Andy and Kathy, my trio went out to Beckwith’s tree orchard, and Debra Lynn did an awesome photo shoot. Those were the days — 2016. It’s getting to be a long time ago now.
And Debra-Lynn’s been battling leukemia for many years. She lived a very full life for all those years, but for the last few years, while I’ve been battling ME/CFS, she’s been home battling leukemia. And I know it got really rough. I’m sorry I never took the time to stop by and let her know that I care, but I was busy with my own battles, like we all are, I guess. But I do care, Debra-Lynn. I miss you and I’m sorry I didn’t get to give you an adequate farewell.
But her family lives on. She’s got three beautiful grown children that are in Kent now building their own families. A whole new generation of little children will take over. I guess it’s nice the way that works. The torch just keeps getting passed.
My friend Emma was just reminding me that we think we got all the time in the world, but we don’t. In fact, “every moment is a gift,” she says. And it’s true, what a gift to be alive. The time to let the people you love know you love them is today. So I’m going to leave you with this. I’m grateful for you and I care for you and I hope I get to say it face to face before it’s too late. I’ve learned my lesson too many times.
So let these memories not be forgotten. Dr. Terry Miller and Peter Amidon and Debra-Lynn Hook, three people who really played a significant role in my life, and I’m sorry they’re gone, all in the course of one week.
Sending blessings to all of you. Thanks for listening. Remember… you may think you have all the time in the world, but this is the day. This is the day to celebrate being alive. What a gift it is to be alive, but it’s not going to be here forever, so take advantage of it today.
Well, I’ll be back next time. Thank you so much for listening. Enjoy living in that body of yours. Breathe Easy, everybody. Sending my love. Alright. Bye Bye.
