My Pillow and Maurice Gibb


March 21, 2016

Well, this letter is about Mo, and it always warms my heart to hear about the love he inspired. I adore him now more than ever.


Dallas, Texas

I started as a Bee Gee fans when I was about 8, falling so hard for Maurice Gibb that I cried into my pillow at night. That pillow really had tears all over it many, many nights. I don’t know why he moved me so much, but I think it was about him not getting so much attention as Barry and Robin. It was kind of like that in my own family. I was the middle child, and my two sisters seemed to be in constant competition for who was the favorite child. I know I didn’t feel like it was me.

Anyway, Barry was so handsome, and Robin had that magical voice. Maurice seemed to be left out of the attention department. I thought he was so talented, and he had those wonderful eyes and that deep baritone sound to his speaking voice.  He sounded like a radio announcer but much sexier.

I would talk to my pillow, imagining him talking back to me. Then the pillow would get hugs. What a crazy girl I was! I dreamed about him all the time; and when I was in high school, I thought he would make the perfect boyfriend. I always wanted a boyfriend who was funny and a bit crazy and sweet at the same time.I knew Mo was like that. My growing up years were all about my obsession for loving him. He was my idol.

I finally got to see him on stage in Las Vegas during the “One Night Only” show. He was dressed in black, playing the keyboards and smiling ear to ear.I was seated right in front of him; I could barely breathe watching him sing. It was the night when many of my dreams came true. He had affected me in so many ways with his talent and humor and honesty. I was in heaven and so happy to really see him in the flesh!

It’s hard to describe why I am so grateful to Maurice. Whenever I needed cheering up, I would play Bee Gee music and look at his photos, and I’d feel better about everything, whether it was a bad grade or a fight with a friend. He was just like a support to me.

My pillow was full of tears again when we lost him, and I still cry; but I try not to be too sad because his music is still with me. I focus on the early years of growing up with him. Those memories keep coming back to me, over and over again. Thank you. Maurice.




About morobinbarrystories

Anne Jakowenko, the blog author, has been loving the Bee Gees for decades while raising her sons and teaching college students Speech Communication and English skills at her alma mater, Syracuse University, where she received her Master’s degree. She has also taught for SUNY Oswego and Barry University. Currently, Anne is teaching for the State College of Florida while she continues to collect stories for her book, My Life with the Boys.
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6 Responses to My Pillow and Maurice Gibb

  1. EllieBeeGeesFan says:

    aww, that story is so sweet and touching, I too am a huge Bee Gees ‘ fan myself and always loved Maurice’s sweet nature and sense of humor. I love all 4 Gibb brothers and was devastated when Andy, Mo and Robin left us. The women who got to share their lives with these 4 amazing men are lucky women for sure.

  2. Arlene says:

    Mo was the close’S person to me, for 10 years, daily, mo was funny, protective, romantic,sweet,kind,caring,genus,my guardian angel now, & here, I told mo so, we never say good bye,true love never dies, I always feel mo close to me,many was mo comes to me, when I need him

  3. Canistel ✌❤ says:

    I may have not seen him in person, but he also affected my life so much, too. He is also my favorite Gibb. He is just extra special for me. ❤

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