I got a call from an unknown number and they asked me to call…so .i did. It was the niece of my dear friend & Song Writer Peter Tomack. The voice on the other end of the line said, “My Uncle Pete Is Gone.” I’m still numb…No one knew, not even him, that he was terminally ill. Some how I am managing to write this letter to all of you…I didn’t even have a chance to tell Pete..”Your Love” made #1 on the World Charts. So folks love is a verb… Let’s love up on each other! Tomorrow is not Promised! Thank you for being my co-Writer Pete! Now that you made it to the Major Leagues…Rock on!