Bobby Jameson

A written history of Bobby Jameson and his search through the past. Working my way back through the jungle of drug addiction and booze. My family life as a kid was the breeding ground for addicts. No self worth, no help, and one chance to get out alive. Music was the horse I rode out on...and the music business was the horse I rode into hell. Pronounced dead twice from drug over doses, I lived to tell how the pursuit of fame is as deadly as any narcotic I have ever used.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

(part 304) The Scttering Of Ashes At Sea

I received this in the mail yesterday. It is the certificate of the scattering of my mother's ashes at sea, by the Neptune Society. It was her choice and was made long ago. I waited three months to get this as a form of recognition that her desire was carried out the way she wanted. It is a form of finality and transition from the chaotic months now behind us, and hopefully signals a sense of peace and calm after the storm.

A map of the location where the ashes were scattered. Made by my brother Quentin

My mother was always busy doing something. She was a talented and beautiful person who loved life, and was always planning her next project, her next painting, or poem. She was the only person I ever knew who never threw me away.

I love you mom..........