Oh man! Just learned that one of my housemates from the sixties in Hollywood died in January.
We hadn’t spoken since 1970. He was an exceptional drummer who played in a few garage bands and did session work. He also sat in with a variety of groups on tour. Taking drugs fucked up his life and career. His other roommate and I both moved out in 70 due to his bullshit. At some point he moved back to our hometown where he died. As I understand it, he never again played professionally. Over the years I tried unsuccessfully to contact him. I’m unsure of the circumstances of his death. I just hope he went peacefully.
R.I.P. Allen.
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I'm going to guess that you learned about this death thanks to the internet.
I have been very grateful for the internet in letting me know about various deaths of people I know. I can think of several that I might never have heard about were it not for FB.
And yes, I also hope he went peacefully. 
can destroy many very talented people. Drugs cost me a few friends; alcohol cost me a husband. I admit I've tried both, but never developed any habit. I never want to judge anyone who has addiction issues; I've seen the pains they endure.
