people get to realize their dreams, but Fred did. From the moment
he “found” the Rancho, magic began to happen. The acoustics
were great, but the “milky way” overhead was wonderful!
For almost nine and one half years Fred lived and worked in this place
he loved. He considered the Rancho his home first and his studio second.
Perhaps that was part of the magic that was happening. At any time of
the day or night you might find him out on the patio surveying the clouds
or the stars, or down at the corral talking to his beloved horse “Kashmir”.
This horse, the second part of his dream come true, was a gift from his
friends and neighbors Karen and Mike.
The desert nourished both Fred’s creative spirit and his soul. The
music he wrote there bears out the creative inspirations he received,
and the man that matured there bears witness to the fullness of his soul.
On June 20, 2002, Fred died of cancer. His spirit lives on in his music,
the continuation of the studio, and in the heart of everyone who had the
privilege to know and love him.
-- Jo and Charles Drake
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