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My letter to Bob Dylan

By | Published January 3, 2008

January 3rd, Bucharest, Romania

Bob,

I really don’t know how to start this letter. I am presuming you are exhausted by letters that start with “I am your biggest fan…” and “Master Dylan, you are the greatest artist ever”, etc.

My story is really simple – I am a 26y old guy from Bucharest, Romania. My name is Mihai Victor – where “Mihai” is the Romanian “Michael” and my folks also named me Victor, coming from victory – the victory that my mother & myself survived a terrible car accident, when she was pregnant with me. Why all this boring info about my name? Well – it’s easy – nobody calls me neither Mihai nor Victor. They all call me BOB. This is the nickname my father gave me when I was just a baby boy. Bob is not at all a Romanian name and I wondered many years why did he chose such a name, a name that people in Romania usually use to name their pet dogs.

My father is 1 year younger than you, born on January 3rd 1942 and he is a huge fan of yours. Unfortunately he is no longer a living fan of yours. He passed away in September 1994. My father’s life was all about mathematics, music and freedom. He is one of those parents who’s lifetime achievements are extremely hard to follow by his children. Thanks to him, I learned even since my early years, to love people like you, Mick Jagger, Pete Townshend, John Lennon, Joan Baez, Johnny Cash and many more. I also learned that my nickname’s godfather is you, Mr. Bob Dylan. He loved you so much that when he heard the news that he is going to be the father of a baby boy, he could not resist calling him Bob. Communism and the era Romania was going through in 1981 when I was born, prevented my parents to give me a non Romanian name – and this is why Bob is just a nickname – a nickname that I’ve been carrying around for 26 years and shared with all my friends, loved ones, school colleagues and work mates. Dad spoke dearly of you and he was very familiar with your work, just as if you were his bigger brother. He knew all you were up to and he sang me your best works.

2007 passed by and one was one of my best years. The only regret that I have about last year was that I could not make it as a spectator at your series of concerts you held throughout Europe. I especially wanted to join you in Amsterdam, on April 8th and 9th.

I hope I’ll get to give you a big hug in this lifetime, and if not, I am sure we’ll get the chance in the next one or so. Perhaps I will be able to join your Never Ending Tour in the States or maybe there are chances you will repeat the European tour. Anyway – I wanted to wish you a fabulous 2008, and may you be surrounded only by people that love you and that you love. I’m guessing it’s not easy at all to be as active as you still are and to carry the responsibility of transmitting the message of the generations whose voice you still are.

As I’m working in the online industry, it would be my pleasure and honor to handle an official BOB DYLAN Europe website, if you and the people you work with think it’s appropriate.

My Dad and I wish you all the best.

Happy birthday Dad!

Bob.

Joan Baez and Bob Dylan

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life?

By | Published November 19, 2007

This is the story of one of my best friends:

2 years ago he found the love of his life. They were (and still are) extremely happy together. They are the same – young, beautiful, lovers of life – two tear drops – soul mates. In august she had to bring to this world their child, and she did so – but it was not easy. The birth had some complications and if that was not enough, my friend’s mother died of a staggering cancer. She fought until the last minute and her last wish was to see to see her son happily married. God granted her this wish and then took her with Him. My friend had to be with his wife, to support her, take care of her – she was nearly to give birth – but he also had a funeral to organize. One goes away from this world and another one comes to life. I forgot to mention that my friend’s wife is French and they live in Paris now. So imagine what my friend felt like, being caught in the middle of a situation like this, hundreds miles away from his wife, that was about to bring to life their little baby boy. In the end, everything turned out fine and having a baby made life a little bit easier.

Last week, his wife came to Romania so that their 4 month baby boy meets his grandfather. My friend could not get away for few days that easily from his new job and she had to come alone. One day before her arrival, the father of my friend died of a violent death. I will not get into more details, but all that I can say is that he was healthy and eager to meet his grandson. My friend is now here, and he just buried his last parent. Is that fair? God rest his soul!

When I heard the news I could not believe it. My knees turned soft and I could hear my friends shouts of despair. It broke my heart. I had no words to comfort him and I think that those words don’t even exist.

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I lost my father when I was 13 and it was not easy at all. I still miss him loads and think what would he do, what would he say, what would he teach me in every single rough moment of my life. Loosing both parents should be something that nobody needs to go through but that’s life and sooner or later it happens. I remember that I had great faith in God before my dad died and I almost completely lost it when he went away. I was mad, furious, I could not understand the reasons and then I learned that you cannot understand those things.

What’s your story ?

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Tata

By | Published September 4, 2007

I’m a bit sad as today I “celebrate” 13 years without my dad.

Try this if you miss your dad.

My dad and I

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