Donations for Funeral Expenses And Play On Philly

Our dad was one of a kind. To know him and love him is to let him come and go. He travelled extensively, all across the United States for the majority of his life and never settled down in any one spot.  He was a vocalist and a writer and in every moment was true to himself. 

The original rolling stone, Pops had the gift of music and writing in him and wanted to leave a musical legacy in his wake.

All donations to this GoFundMe will be used for funeral expenses and the remaining funds will be donated to Play On Philly who help musically empower students across Philadelphia with crucial skills to be successful both on and off stage. 

Pops  was a huge fan of childhood musical prodigies and loved to encourage his grandchildren to sing and play--he inspired music everywhere he went and created musicians in his children--and certainly these strong musical genes will be passed down to all his grandchildren. 

The freest of all spirits, Pops did whatever his heart and soul wanted up until the moment of his passing. He will be so missed by all eight of his children and his 4 grandchildren.

The lonely skies

In the lonely skies
The birds can fly
Follow true North to the sun
In the day or night
It is dark or light
Chasing a dream till it's gone

It's just all right
A burden flight
Finding a way to be one with clouded skies
A bird in flight
Has no burdens at all

What do we believe or understand?
Why does it always fall again?
Do we really believe what we think we understand?
To the lonely skies, we are off again.

The lonely skies
They are calling me
I want to forget what I believe

In the day or night
It's dark or light
Chasing a dream till it's gone

It's just all right
A burden flight
Finding a way to be one
With clouded skies
A bird in flight
Has no burdens at all.


Brett Mason
CRCW/02-04-2021