I recently realized that Jimi Hendrix's grave and memorial lies only 15 minutes from my house. Yesterday I and Stella the dog visited it. Interestingly the only other visitors at the time were also middle-aged grey-haired fellows. And yet the memorial showed signs of being frequented by young musicians and affectionate members of the opposite sex.
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In the distance, Mt. Rainier |
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Yes, those welcome spots of cheerful color are lipstick prints |
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Many guitar picks were laid around the site; note the "little wing" |
My parents are in good company, and my sister Lorraine skipped school to attend his funeral.
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