Nancy the Music Lover

I met our dear Nancy through one of my best and dearest friend, Arthur. We were all big fans of Mark Lanegan (formerly of QOTSA) and our mutual love of good music brought us together after a show at the Sunset Strip’s Roxy. The minute we met, I immediately felt a wonderful and beautiful human being, a deep and soulful woman, a loving and lovely lady, and one of the most passionate person I ever met in my life. The music was our connection and we instantly became good friends. 

Nancy was to me, like my “American mom.” She always took very good care of me when I visited. 

My favorite memories with Nancy are almost always linked to music. I could go on for hours about all the shows we went to: Bruce Springsteen in Los Angeles, Nine Inch Nails in Las Vegas, Pearl Jam and Gaslight Anthem in New Orleans, Social Distortion in Anaheim (I will never forget Nancy dancing in the mosh pit with all these insane Southern Californian crazy punk-rockers!), Duff McKagan and Walking Papers in San Diego. 

Nancy used to write me every day, sharing with me a lot of stuff, mostly about the latest shows she went to or the latest records she listened to, and also things about her everyday life. Every morning, I'd checked my inbox, but, little by little, she wrote me less and less, until the day there was nothing. It left me wondering if I had said or done something wrong. When I finally learned about her Alzheimer's and missing situation, I didn’t eat or sleep for days and nights.

She is surrounded by the most loyal husband, family and friends. She is brave, strong and courageous, and I know deep inside my heart that she is fine somewhere, waiting for Kirk.  I'm listening to the song, "Back in Your Arms," by Bruce Springsteen and hope it does bring you back and into Kirk's arms. 

Love.

From Paris, October, 30th, Nancy's friend,

Guillaume