RIP Gord

RIP Gord. I’ll be spending the day listening to your legacy.

Your music takes me back to sunny days hanging out at my Grammy’s listening to the radio and car day trips in the 70s. And a random drunken university night trying to remember all the words to “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.” My brain still cannot contain the entirety of that song, so I had your back for the concerts when you couldn’t remember the words, either.