Journey of the Ring
By Nancy
McCulloch
I arrived in Venice in 1960
and found a three bedroom house on Rose Ave ($135/month), half a block from the
beach.
Soon after, I met Stuart Perkoff and we
became good friends. In the late 60s, I moved to the canals. Being a jeweler, I
would show Stuart my latest creations. He fell in love with a ring band and I
gave it to him. It was a torquoise ring with red matrixes (lines) running
through it. From that point on he wore
it.
One day he brought Philomene over
and we connected immediately, sharing good times and wonderful conversations. I
joined her Yoga class at Anita Alexander of the Temple of Man. Anita was a great
teacher.
When Stuart got sick, while I
was visiting him in the hospital, he said he needed me to make the ring smaller
because he had lost too much weight. When I looked at it, the matrixes had
turned to white. Not a good sign, but I fixed the ring and soon after, Stuart
died. Philomene was with him and gave me a moment to moment experience of his
passing, through our tears, as only she
could.
Stuart gave the ring to
Philomene. Within a month, the torquoise has turned green again and the matrices
had gone from white to light green.
What incredible, magical, live energy
our Philomene had.
Philomene’s
son Patrick told me the ring has turned brown since she
died.
We will miss her dearly. She
wowed us. But I am comforted knowing she will be connecting with John and Stuart
and Anita and Baza Alexander, and the list goes on and on.
Posted: Sat
- September 1, 2007 at 02:53 PM