This video is dedicated to my friend Peter Smart (1930-2022).
Lovely... thx for sharing.
I knew where this video was going before I clicked on it and I thought I was prepared. And as the story grew I knew I was not. I salute you, Peter Smart.
I believe Rick and Peter will jam together again one day. I am new to Rick's channel in the last year or so but watching you create a video like this Rick just reinforces what a good human you are. Music, more than any other art form, transcends time and distance so keep creating! Peter is watching.
Humans are eternal beings. Life is eternal. God is eternal. There is jam session up there!
You hear about you can’t choose family but you can your friends. Well when friends become family. Oh my that is the best. Rick sounds like that is what happened to you. I am so sorry for the loss of your dear friend and my condolences to his family. We keep seeing on YouTube the nonsense that is buy this and that. And the questionable factoids this warped and silly YouTube would have you try to believe. I love your channel and many of my friends already know you. I feel I know even a more better part of you Rick. You are blessed to have had the times and joy with your friend. Always hoping the best to you, and more good times ahead and more good friends to meet.
Condolences. I lost a friend named Peter too. He was killed in a car accident when he was in his early twenties. I'm glad your friend Peter got to live a long, full beautiful life, filled with friends, family and music.
So sorry for your loss of a very unique and valued friend!
That was just lovely Rick. I'm so glad you told each other how much you both meant while he was still here - these things matter. I lost my dad, a kind and gentle man, at 92 in early September to Parkinson's, but I had always made sure that he knew how much he meant to me and how much he mattered to the people whose life he touched.
A great tribute i formed by an amazing story
I am a new suscriber to your channel. My first video of yours was meant to be this one. Such a heartfelt tribute to your dear friend. You can tell how much he meant to you and you to him. Mr. Smart sounded like a remarkable person that no one could ever forget. Thank you for being so vulnerable. I look forward to hearing your musical musings and thoughtful expressions in future videos. Thank you Mr. Beato.
Thx for sharing this. This was a hard summer for me, losing 4 of my best friends. I was fortunate, however, in that they were all great Christians so I know that the parting is only temporary. My sincerest condolences. Nothing wipes off the table of all the non-important quite like the death of a dear friend.
You're a good friend.
My sincere condolences.❤️
I’m sorry for your loss Rick . RiP Peter .
I'm only 71. Your musical acumen and respect is shared in my soul.
Well I just cried like a 3 year old.
I haven't the foggiest idea how this video came to be suggested to me. I'm sitting here crying. Little things told me to keep listening. Peter was born in 1930, the same year as my father was born. Peter passed on August 20th, my birthday. Like a whisper - "listen". I don't seek musicians out, but I'm learning to listen when they speak.
I could not begin to explain all the things that brought forth this idea in me - learning to sing acappella in church as a kid; a novel I read; my mother's intimate relationship with the Word of God in the six weeks between her first stroke and her death; Mozart's last Requiem ("call me among the blessed"), none of it being as spectacular or pretentious as it must sound.
But the thought was that if God spoke us into being, then it was the vibration of His voice that breathed life into everything. He could take a lump of clay and turn it into the sound waves of His voice. Meaning we are God's music. That is why musicians and singers - the wise men and women who study these vibrations - can make even those of us who feel like lumps of clay remember that we were spoken into being. It's a thought anyway.
My father passed on August 7, 2020. He was a hard man who had forgotten who I was by the time he died. So there was no last loving moment or reconciliation. He wasn't like Peter or even Rick. But in a better time, Daddy did introduce me to "How Great Thou Art" in 4-part harmony. He introduced me to Bing Crosby, Perry Como, John Denver, Lawrence Welk, and Hee Haw on Saturday nights. Plus letting my brother and I play one side of a Beach Boys album on our record player as we lay in our beds trying to go to sleep. It wasn't a bad start to understanding that music is part of everything.
And so now, because this video popped up in my feed, I've shared part of my grief journey on unsuspecting people. I'm sorry, Rick, for the loss of your friend. As a little lump of clay who needed some reminders, thank you to you and all of your followers who help make it possible for you to be here.
Music is the universal language. You are a good soul Rick.
You're a good man Rick.
Nice one Rick .