During the late 90's I was awoken by Bob Dylan, as we cruised through the Exuma Island in the Bahamas. I went and sat on the bridge with Milton and together we blasted out "Hey Mr. Tambourine Man.." as the sun rose above the horizon... an English yacht deckhand (half beach bum) and an American businessman; two complete opposites, having a great time together.
Today Sept 18th 2009 sitting in Tokyo, another land of the rising sun, and now owner of my own business, I heard "Mr. Tambourine man" again and it spurred me to check up and see what was happening in Ferrell life.
Dear Lori, the "Morgster" and Whit', my deepest sympathies to you; you are all in my thoughts.
I wouldn't be where I am now without meeting Milton "tambourine man" Ferrell and since the 90's every time I hear the song it brings back fond and happy memories of the fantastic Ferrell family. Milton gave a lazy bum a chance and a start that I will never ever forget.
Milton, you were and always will be a Gentleman who can enjoy life equally with the most powerful of society and the guy who runs the corner shop or sweeps the street.... or just a foolish English lad who needed a bit of direction!
Thanks. You will be greatly missed.