Dio, originally uploaded by greggarciaphoto
Rest in Peace
Originally, this was posted as a silent tribute to the little man with a huge voice and a big heart. As emails flew back and forth on the day of his passing, a lot was being said and shared about the man on the silver mountain. Did I know him? No. Did I meet him? Yes. Briefly, for a hello and a handshake. Below is a copy of an email between my friend Rj and I the day Ronnie James Dio left this world.
Keri talked to Vinnie last night. Vinnie said Dio probably wouldn't make it through the night. Kk texted me this morning and told me he's gone.
I met Dio in the early 90s backstage at Pacific Amphitheatre. It was more of a "Hello" than anything else. He was very courteous and nice. He was back stage, outdoors, mingling with everyone there. He had the full attention of the girls all around him, why would he want to talk to me... Y'know? But he was nice enough to say hello and shake my hand. That's how I remember it anyway. All I know for sure is Kk and I drank like fiends and woke up in his Fiero in an empty parking lot, shortly before daybreak.
I met Dio in the early 90s backstage at Pacific Amphitheatre. It was more of a "Hello" than anything else. He was very courteous and nice. He was back stage, outdoors, mingling with everyone there. He had the full attention of the girls all around him, why would he want to talk to me... Y'know? But he was nice enough to say hello and shake my hand. That's how I remember it anyway. All I know for sure is Kk and I drank like fiends and woke up in his Fiero in an empty parking lot, shortly before daybreak.
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