Reader: Barry Fey never lost Denver's love

Beatdown, Dave Herrera, May 2

Final Note

I'm of the generation raised on FM radio. Every morning, I strap on my old Sony headset (no stinkin' digital for me) and head for the light rail. As I tuned in to Lewis and Floorwax last week, I got the word that my honorary uncle, Barry Fey, was dead.

There was talk of despondency, ill-heath and addiction. They said he'd grown tired of what his life had become. I can't begin to imagine his demons. But his legacy is one for which I'll remain forever grateful.

He took a cowtown and, with his chubby hands, firmly placed it in the middle of the rock-and-roll map. He gave me Summers of Stars, saved the Paramount and brought the legends of my youth to my virtual doorstep. Who else could get the likes of Led Zeppelin or the Stones to play the godawful Denver Coliseum? Paul McCartney's latest tour includes two gigs in Tulsa and bypasses Denver. Uncle Barry would never have allowed such blasphemy under his watch!

Sure, he wasn't always Love, Love, Love. They say he could be ruthless, ill-tempered, bombastic. But he was allowed. My cohorts and I let it slide; we knew in our rock-and-roll hearts that he genuinely shared our rapture and reverence. He loved the music, and that's all that matters. They say he made a fortune and lost it, maybe more than once. But he never lost the love Denver had for him.

I can hear St. Peter now: "Ladies and gentlemen, Barry Fey!"

John Amari

"Life Sentence," Joel Warner, April 25

Taken for a Ride

"He gave his car keys to a designated driver, but at some point in the revelry he wound up with the keys again." What I want to know is what douchebag designated driver gave him his keys back!? Seeing as how this DUI happened a mere 21 years after his 1992 incident, I wouldn't call it habitual. I would call this more a failure to see that a chosen designated driver clearly had little to no responsibility.

I worked with Ken a year and a half straight, side by side in very close quarters, and we have spent, in some cases, days and weeks in a row together. We are best friends to this day. He was very open to me about his past from the very beginning. However, the only things I have seen in him are his honesty, passion for his work and love for his friends and family.

All that said, the article is about an inept health-care system within correctional institutions — not Ken's past.

Jon Nance

"Close Call," Patricia Calhoun, April 25

Looking for Respect

I gave the History Colorado Center a heads-up many months ago, but they did not heed it. While filming my award-winning documentary, The Sand Creek Massacre, Southern Cheyenne Chief (Whistling Eagle) Cometsevah told me that the Cheyenne people are simply looking for respect.

History Colorado ran roughshod over the Cheyenne, just as so many others have ever since the massacre happened on November 29, 1864. It is time to show respect, History Colorado. Show respect!

Donald L. Vasicek
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