My Dear Melanie (and Beau you've lost your father,
I am holding both your hands, will give you a special cuddle when we next meet.............Love forever..Paul (from England)

Melanie like the rest of your Dear Ones I´ll hold your hand tonight, and forever if it brings you strength and peace.

"If I weren't afraid you'd laugh at me
I would run and take your hand
I'd gather everyone together for a day
And when we're gathered
I'll pass buttons out that say
Beautiful People
Then you'll never be alone"

Such words you write, it´s amazing to me how they have, and always will, touch the soul. I guess Peter saw that so many years ago, and why he kept the faith. Now it is our turn to keep the faith, and help where we can.

Robert

Dearest Melanie;

Yes...Peter has left the building, but his hands, and our hands will never let-go of your's! His spirit will live-on forever!


xoxoxo
-Bill

OK, I agree with Kevin. This did me in. Melanie, it really was obvious - I was there almost at the beginning - how very much Peter loved you. The way he looked at you said it all. As so many people have already said, I AM holding your hand. Much love, Chris

I don't really understand, I don't think I ever did.
It's something only your partner could ever really, really touch.
I have not touched it and if I did I would hate to lose that touch.
Does life begin now?

Dearest Melanie

We will hold your hand lightly in the day

and harder at night

Peter has left more then just a little bit of him

He has left a big part in every groove, on every record, we have ever heard of yours and loved.
Therefore we have loved Peter along with the love we have had for you.

In celebration of a life well lived and one who has touched many. My Heartbased Appricaition for all Peter has contributed to my vision through sound.

Well Done "Peter the Great" you lived up to your name.

All MY LOVE

Stephen Jones

Dearest Melanie,
Is it any wonder that his last words were "it was Melanie"?
From the beginning to the end, you were "it" for Peter.
I am reminded of some lines from a poem that was read at the funeral in the movie,
Four Weddings and a Funeral
and
I can hear Peter's vibrant voice saying them about you...
"She was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song.."

Beloved Melanie, thank you for sharing your thoughts with us and please know
that we are all holding your hands and propping you up through this heartbreak.
You and your music have helped all of us so much during our times of sorrow and despair.
Now it's our turn..

With much love, friendship, support and endless TLC always to you and your family,
Lauren

I'm moved beyond words by Your message.
My thoughts, my love and my tears are with you and your children.
Dave

Oh my Dearest One,

Too much, too soon !!!!

I love you dearly and want you to know that I and the world are at your side, to comfort, and hold you, forever.

Peter will forever remain in my memory. I thank him for every cherished moment. And I thank him for "you"

Kim G.

Dearest Melanie,
I read your words last night and just couldn't write a thing. But I was holding your hands, your entire being. My heart aches with you and yours. I have been going through my "Melanie box" filled with photos, ticket stubs, Christmas card from when you were working with UNICEF. Forty plus years of treasure. I would watch Peter when he finally got a chance to watch you sing at a concert. It was as if he was hearing things for the first time....I have one captured on film. I went to have some photos reprinted and they didn't come out right so I am taking pictures of my photos. I hope they will comfort you....a great one of you, Peter with his arm around Beau and Peter's mom...it had been a great night and then we were outside...you and Peter glowing in the photo, you will love it. And one of me with Peter in his purple shirt, gray vest and those colorful sneakers! His hair jet black and his beard snow white. He is leaning his head on my shoulder. And one of the two of you sipping coffee in the Rag House...a surprise newspaper I got in the mail with my "Home Sweet Home", famous cow you loved and two more..all above your heads in your favorite nook. And I never told you of the times we ran into each other. One day it was 4 times and I was 1500 miles from home. And Eileen please bring Beau and Donna their Tofu Soup...go on now they are getting ready and Beau needs his Tofu Soup or he won't be able to perform....go on Eileen spend some time with Beau and Donna and bring them their soup....Tofu Soup after deciding to get off the highway in Half Moon. I just had to stay there. They don't have any rooms in Half Moon. So we must have both wandered on. I can only get a suite and you and Peter and Beau and Donna check in directly underneath me. I tip toe because Peter tells me in the lobby you will be sleeping all day....Donna is writing the set list at the desk...I am surprised that the shades are not drawn on your suite.... your old ford has a dent, you said it was bound to happen...I have so many memories tucked in my heart...I am rambling again because I don't know how to help you other than share...I love you Melanie

I love you Melanie, your embroidery lady, your old friend, Eileen