“Such a beautiful dream. I hate to think it all over.” -Hank Williams, Jr. (Lovesick Blues
On May 08, 2012, Judson Robert Finley, tireless advocate for the underdog, steadfast friend, warmhearted family man, and musician extraordinaire, quietly left the party he’d loved so well. It will not be the same without his bright, occasionally mischievous smile; his sudden, infectious laughter; his unreserved hugs and reassuring pats on the back.
For the past fifteen years, Parkinson’s Disease had been an unwelcome, increasingly difficult guest at his party, and Jud fought long and hard to hold on to the abilities and activities he enjoyed: photography, homebrewing (“Judweiser”), geology (aka “rock collection”), back roads travel, and above all, music. His last days included plenty of the latter, from the out-of-practice sounds of his daughter’s violin to a private barbershop quartet performance (as arranged, with his family’s heartfelt gratitude, by Sarah House and the Dream Foundation).