Tuesday, July 12, 2011
I grew up in a home surrounded by music. My mom loved the big bands and standards, but most notably, she loved Frank Sinatra. My dad loved Eddy Arnold, Patti Page and Connie Francis; and and my older siblings loved the Four Seasons and the Beatles. My deep rooted passion for music goes way back to my childhood.
I will admit to this - I loved Rob Grill. Even as a little girl I knew he was a cutie pie! He was the voice of The Grass Roots and this kid loved that voice and that face. Over the course of my career in the entertainment industry I've had the privilege (although, sometimes not such a privilege) to meet lots of famous people. Unfortunately, I never met Rob Grill. In a way, that may have been a good thing. He might have been a jerk and then I would have disliked him and his music and I wouldn't want to have gone through all these years without listening to their music.
Yesterday morning at 11:00am Rob Grill died in a Florida hospital. I heard the news for the first time late last night. Then this morning WBBM AM 780 News in Chicago did a nice tribute to him in their top of the hour network news break . He died in the arms of his wife, Nancy listening to "Let's Live for Today." I'm near to crying as I write this post.
Rob Grill (who had several hip replacement surgeries) took a horrible fall a few weeks back and that led to a massive stroke. He had his first stroke three years ago and he learned to walk with a cane. He pretty much couldn't sing like Rob Grill anymore, but he still could play that bass guitar, but the recent stroke ended up putting a hold on that bass playing.
I take this story even more personally since I had my own health story close call 18 months ago. Out of nowhere I developed a severe internal carotid artery occlusion on my left side. I was completely healthy (ate right, exercised, never smoked, rarely had alcohol and never used drugs) and yet here I was being told I would be dead shortly if I didn't do what they wanted to do. The medical team decided to place a stent in my artery since my occlusion was trickier and more deadly than most. I didn't want to stroke out, but their fear was I would stroke out and die. I am all too aware of the fact that I am at greater risk for stroke than the average Joe or Mary, but I am so aware of my body that I am hopeful I will see a sign before it strikes. Although, as we see with the death of Rob Grill, sometimes it's our time. Everyone who lives will die. It's just the one pure fact of living a life.
My life has changed a great deal in the last couple of years. My wonderful career in television was literally given up and walked away from when my dad passed away after struggling with Alzheimer's disease for many years. I decided to move home to be with my now aging mom. I haven't regretted the decision once. Life is indeed brief and fragile.