It's easy to take your hometown for granted, especially if you drive everywhere. I've been walking into the center of town every day and just soaking it all up. Honey and I made a pit stop at the fire station this afternoon for some hugs and water.
Growing up I remember saying to my dad "I don't know how I'm going to handle it when my musicians and artists die. They're who I am." He told me not to worry. "You have awhile," he said "they've still got a lot left in them. Still so much to create." Tom Petty was one of those people for me. He is so much of who I am and my heart is completely smashed right now. Today is a hard one. Rest easy, Petty. I'll always love you.