Perry and I shared a home when SAR went to Canada. We got to know each other then. He is missed as his thoughts we can no longer share. His family was always involved in community activities and his mom was a cub scout den leader. Perry was on his way to reaching goals and that was all taken away by illness. Rest in Peace brother perry
Perry was a unique individual who always followed his own path. I remeber going to Perry's house after school in second grade; his mother baked cookies for us. Perry was an outstanding person in life as in eternity.
i was probably best friends with perry from 3rd grade to maybe 6th or 7th grade. we met in 3rd grade in ms druit's class. he was a force to be reckoned with. and he knew it. he could hang with the smart kids, and be a hell raiser at the same time. when you were his buddy, he wanted full possession of your friendship. wouldn't settle for anything less. i was greatly inspired with how he fought w/ his brother. he knew how to get even. i learned things from him that last to this very day. you knew you were in w/ perry when you would get the invite for a ride home for lunch in his mother's big old 66 bonnieville. that car was big as a house. you really knew you were in w/ him when he would invite you to go w/ him to his father's carpet store on kater st - just below south st. but that wasn't all w/ perry. the ultimate was going to his grandfather's restaurant which to the best of my recollection was somewhere around 5th and lombard. the lunches were amazing. i remember one time we were downtown at lit bros. and then wandering over to independence hall, and we came face to face w/ the liberty bell. no guards , no metal detectors. just couple of kids exploring the city w/ no fear. i'm telling you that perry walinsky was lightyears ahead of his time. we sort of drifted a little as we got older. something happened in high school that really affected him, and he stopped talkin' to alot of his old classmates. i felt bad for him, and it was never quite the same after that. didn't really see him again until like 1981. i was sitting out on my front step strumming my guitar, and a car pulls up, and it's perry. i sort of heard he was sick, but you couldn't really tell. this happened a couple of times. and before you know it we were meeting to get something to eat at that post pauline and eddies restaurant in the shopping center... there was a springsteen concert at the spectrum in '81. i don't remember if he got me a ticket or what. but i rememeber we made plans to meet before the show. and leave it to perry. he comes through just like old times w/ backstage passes. he sort of knows by now that i'm a wannabee guitar, harmonica playing singer-songwriter, and to have a chance to get that close to bruce was just like beyond reasonable. that night is still etched in my heart and soul. needless to say there were combustibles and assorted other goodies. perry didn't seem like a young man on his way out. it was just the opposite. he was future oriented- talked about going to grad school. i remember when bruce unleashed "hungry heart" everything transcended between me and perry... truth, pain, redemption, and honest friendship that would last forever. never saw him again after that. i remember going to his funeral... all of 23 yrs old... and it was said there that day that he just didn't want to be forgotten. and i never did. and never will forget you.
Alan Schnee
A good young person who died much too early...a promise of worlds created lost...to everyone now and who might be...Lee Konell
Perry and I shared a home when SAR went to Canada. We got to know each other then. He is missed as his thoughts we can no longer share. His family was always involved in community activities and his mom was a cub scout den leader.Perry was on his way to reaching goals and that was all taken away by illness.
Rest in Peace brother perry
Steve Edelman
Perry was a unique individual who always followed his own path. I remeber going to Perry's house after school in second grade; his mother baked cookies for us. Perry was an outstanding person in life as in eternity.Dave Robins
i was probably best friends with perry from 3rd grade to maybe 6th or 7th grade. we met in 3rd grade in ms druit's class. he was a force to be reckoned with. and he knew it. he could hang with the smart kids, and be a hell raiser at the same time. when you were his buddy, he wanted full possession of your friendship. wouldn't settle for anything less. i was greatly inspired with how he fought w/ his brother. he knew how to get even. i learned things from him that last to this very day. you knew you were in w/ perry when you would get the invite for a ride home for lunch in his mother's big old 66 bonnieville. that car was big as a house. you really knew you were in w/ him when he would invite you to go w/ him to his father's carpet store on kater st - just below south st. but that wasn't all w/ perry. the ultimate was going to his grandfather's restaurant which to the best of my recollection was somewhere around 5th and lombard. the lunches were amazing. i remember one time we were downtown at lit bros. and then wandering over to independence hall, and we came face to face w/ the liberty bell. no guards , no metal detectors. just couple of kids exploring the city w/ no fear. i'm telling you that perry walinsky was lightyears ahead of his time. we sort of drifted a little as we got older. something happened in high school that really affected him, and he stopped talkin' to alot of his old classmates. i felt bad for him, and it was never quite the same after that. didn't really see him again until like 1981. i was sitting out on my front step strumming my guitar, and a car pulls up, and it's perry. i sort of heard he was sick, but you couldn't really tell. this happened a couple of times. and before you know it we were meeting to get something to eat at that post pauline and eddies restaurant in the shopping center... there was a springsteen concert at the spectrum in '81. i don't remember if he got me a ticket or what. but i rememeber we made plans to meet before the show. and leave it to perry. he comes through just like old times w/ backstage passes. he sort of knows by now that i'm a wannabee guitar, harmonica playing singer-songwriter, and to have a chance to get that close to bruce was just like beyond reasonable. that night is still etched in my heart and soul. needless to say there were combustibles and assorted other goodies. perry didn't seem like a young man on his way out. it was just the opposite. he was future oriented- talked about going to grad school. i remember when bruce unleashed "hungry heart" everything transcended between me and perry... truth, pain, redemption, and honest friendship that would last forever. never saw him again after that.i remember going to his funeral... all of 23 yrs old... and it was said there that day that he just didn't want to be forgotten. and i never did. and never will forget you.