So sad to hear of Richie Haven’s passing today. My ex-husband introduced me to Richie during the first weeks of our courtship; he made me a cassette of Richie’s album MIXED BAG, and “Follow” was the song of our love.
Richie, thank you for your textured, soulful, uplifting, mysterious voice, and in the words of that song,
“Let the river rock you like a cradle . . .
Come and touch the things you cannot feel.
And close your fingertips and fly where I can’t hold you
Let the sun-rain fall and let the dewy clouds enfold you.”