Started for Stoney 8/21/09~finished after I found out he John died after Eric told him to go for his ride, 9:30am 8/22/09... Lisa White
Hi Sweetheart, it’s Lis-
NO-No, don’t try to open your eyes Hon-
and try; hear my heart-come for a ride.
I dream you come awake out of that body when it’s very bad
I dream you sit with us in your hospital room & in our homes as we pray for you
I dream you
Understand us all-near and far-
begging God for your life-
for one more good day-one more smile-
one more day where you can ride.
I dream you sit with Margaret and push her tears away
give Pony an arm over his shoulders
pat-Karin’s shaken hands
You’re vibration life still beats-In the winds so strong right now
Did you know -?
The Ancient Ones believed the spirits came & departed on strong winds-.
& Tomorrow there’s a Hurricane coming.
Dear man, in my dreams, we’re getting ready for the run
& I have come to bid you Thanks-
Not for big things like Grizz’s surprise party-
But then you see me & you let me start to tell you
Thanks for You Stoney!
for the song you sang-
Yeah you sang ‘Born to Be Wild-
but Your Life’s Song was sweeter, kinder, and you were born to be wild
but you were
‘Born to Be Mild’ too.
I can still see you: the “One-Man Band”-
You pouring out your song!
& there you play in my mind-
Songs –FULL-with the will to live
you provided to us all
Songs full of your laughter lent to us all
You jammin’ so hard-
There was no reason to tell you were off a note or two-
Nobody cared, Least of all you- cause you were LIFE packed! And shining a groove!
And so vibrantly beautiful-we all just wanted to play
to get on board-Go for Your Ride!
The Stoney Soul Train had arrived man-everybody-Look-out!
Climb on, Climb in, Get in line- and we came-by the thousands @ a time
COME RIDE! you said-and always at the end of the run you asked-
How was the ride?
and everybody would chime in-GREAT RIDE!
So many will come to ride and play w/ you next year too…
this existence shudders at your illness…
and the dread of your passing etches darkness and there’s a vacuum affect in the background of this whole summer-you can hear it
just outside all the rooms of our hearts.
and there’s a louder sound-you know that howl?
You hear it just a ways off---sshhh
That’s all of our souls aching for you
Wishing it was us and not you.
Everyday B 4 now- without much thought, we’d pray each other; as we passed ‘Be safe’
‘Stay well’- we request at each other’s fleeting-
‘Love you Brother’- we say at each other’s Parting-
Today--we mean those words more
-Life ITSELF no longer SO taken for granted-
we couldn’t disrespect your fight for yours…by being so crass.
Good Night Stoney-Love you brother-friend-
This day more beautiful for your life in it
Sigh-The Stoney Soul Train left this morning
The vacuum is on-
The howl is loud!!
& we’ll hug each other tighter
by ourselves WE’LL cry words of deep sadness into pillows
and then into the safety of others when we can stand to speak-
Hey-we’ll hear- did you know about Stoney?
Yeah man that sucks-
He was a good man-they’ll say
but when we’re there we’ll tell them, No,
You were a King among men.
Go and dream the dreams of a life well lived and loved
But know that when Good Men are spoken of –
It will always be you we mention too-
Hey, I love ya brother, friend-
Thanks it was a great ride…
Written by: Lisa White ~ 8/2009
The remains of Stoney Dionne arrive at St. John’s Church on Pleasant Street in Brunswick via a motorcycle drawn hearse Wednesday. At right, nearly 200 motorcycles rumble out of the parking lot after the funeral service.
Pallbearers clad in biker gear carry Stoney Dionne’s coffin from St. John’s Church on Pleasant Street in Brunswick Wednesday.
This was published in the Boothbay Register last week 9/10/09 and was written by Stoney's cousin Kim. I would like to thank her father, Sonny for providing me with a copy of this.
In loving memory of
Sept 15, 1952 ~ August 22, 2009
What do I think of when someone says his name?
I think of a man who would do anything for anyone.
I think of a man who would be there for anyone who's needed him.
I think of a man who always put others first.
I think of a man who loved his family and friends.
I think of a man who so full of life that he would make you smile, even if you didn't know him (not that many don't)
I think of a man who loved to ride his bike, loved to race cars, and loved to sing.
Stoney Dionne was the kind of person that I was proud to know and be related to.
He was strong and courageous even during his last few days of life.
Stoney's Lobster Run ????
Who would have thought that 29 years ago when he and a few buddies jumped on their bikes and went for a ride to the Harbor that he would have turned himself into such an Icon, some may even say hero.
Just your everyday guy turned one day, one ride into the biggest bike ride the East coast has ever had.
And all the while raising money for sick children in Maine.
No matter where you go in this state you can say the name Stoney, and everyone knows who you are talking about.
Yup all this mostly from one Sunday ride into Boothbay Harbor for lunch.
I just want to say that being a part of his life was not only great; it was an honor. I was proud to say that he was my cousin. Most of the time he felt more like an uncle, he and my dad Sonny being so close. they were like brothers. But I am sure there are a lot of people who he made feel that way, because that is how he treated everyone.
I know that I am not alone when I say that I will miss him very much. There won't be a day that goes by that I won't think of him.
Happy Birthday Stoney
I love and miss you
your little cuz
John 'Stoney' Dionne
Stoney with two of his grandchildren,
J.D. & Brandon 2007
Friends, family reflect on
life of John 'Stoney' Dionne