A Maurice Christmas Story


Welcome to Morobinbarrystories.com! Please join me on twitter @morobinbarry. This site is for Bee Gee fans who would like to share and read stories of fun, joy, love and inspiration about Barry, Robin and Maurice Gibb. (Andy is not forgotten and is included at times). If you’d like to share a story, please email it to me at morobinbarrystories@gmail.com. Stories will be posted often, some from my collected tales and some new ones as they come in. At times, I will write articles about Gibb events, which I hope fans will enjoy.

So sorry I’ve been away for awhile. I’m trying to complete my book by the end of the year, and I’m in the last year of writing in chronology of the fictional story. I’m excited about getting it finished, and I hope to have it edited over the next few months.

This week I wanted to repost a story that is touching and beautiful, and I’d like to hear from this contributor again. If you read this, John David, please get in touch and let me know how you are doing.

This is one of the very first face-to-face stories I was told (several years ago) and it’s been in my files waiting for me to share it and put it into the book. I feel that it’s my best Maurice story, and I’ve had scores of people share their thoughts about Mo with me since the year 2000. Hope you love it as much as I do.

John David


My Bee Gee story starts with a funeral. My wife of 10 years, Alex, died from ovarian cancer in 1995, and I was left to raise my son Lucas alone. I was home on disability at the time after a fall at work left me with a back injury that caused serious pain most of my waking hours. The doctors prescribed strong pain killers, and it wasn’t long before I was popping pills two at at time. Alex was the Bee Gee fan in the house, and my son, who was 8 at the time, knew the lyrics to every song from “Run to Me” to “Alone” because his mom had been singing Bee Gees to him since birth. She was mad about Maurice Gibb from her childhood days. She said that  Barry seemed untouchable (out of her realm), Robin was the introspective one, and Maurice was her potential best friend. When I started dating her in high school, I knew that there would be three of us in the relationship. When we got married, Alex wanted to have a child right away, and we had our son Lucas after 18 months of marriage. Now Lucas was introduced to Mo. We had pictures of him, articles about him, discussions about his alcoholism and recovery. He was the 4th member of our family. Our friends used to joke to me that I should be worried she would leave me one day and move to Miami or else she would follow him around the world whenever the Bee Gees decided to do their next tour. I had decided that whenever they did decide to tour, I would get tickets to a show so Alex could be in the same space with Maurice at least for one night. She always said that his smile could “light up a city”, and when he was on stage, he “glowed” from the sheer fun of being there.

She was happy that he had such a great wife in Yvonne. That was typical of Alex. Instead of being jealous about her “dream man”, she wanted him to be happy. She knew that Yvonne was his rock just as she was mine. She had gotten Maurice through his fire, and Alex was going to help me through mine. I had a problem, and she was determined to help me, but then she suddenly got sick with a particularly aggressive form of cancer. The disease was in an advanced stage, and she died in two months. She was gone before I had the chance to understand how to cope in the first place with a wife who had a terminal illness. The funeral and subsequent weeks were a blur. I was in too much pain to care about anything or anyone. I am not proud of what happened next, but it was my reality. I think the grief over losing my wife, coupled with my back pain and pill addiction, sent me over the edge. I will cut to the chase. I stopped paying bills, lost everything when I started buying pills on the street to supplement my need for more. I was self-destructing and taking my son with me. The house went into foreclosure, the car got repossessed, and Lucas and I wound up in a shelter run by our local church. My family was across the country in Seattle, and I couldn’t ask them for help. My friends were unsure about what was happening because I lied to them, and I finally hit rock bottom. I soon learned that this is all all too real scenario for many people. There is nothing worse than being in a shelter with your kid during the holidays. It was Christmas Eve day, and I had single -handedly put my son in the worst possible place, or so I thought. Then the Maurice miracle occurred. Give me a stack of Bibles, and I will swear on them that this is so. Around 11 a.m. that morning, a group of people started coming into the “rec” room of the shelter. Someone set up a coffee pot and started it perking. Someone else brought in cookies and set them on the table, and unfolded the wooden chairs that were leaning against the concrete wall, placing them in a semi-circle near the coffee table. I didn’t know if I should leave or stay. One of the men walked over and assured me that I didn’t have to leave. It didn’t take long for me to realize that the group was there for an AA meeting. I sat in the back of the room, trying to be unobtrusive, but I was listening to everything that went on. Lucas went into the next room and had fallen asleep while reading a comic book. As the meeting was winding down, one of the members of the group stood up and offered some quotes. The quotes were from Maurice Gibb. I remember the word “unworthiness” and then some of his thoughts that my wife had repeated to me before. She would quote him time and time again. They all started coming back to me. It was as if Alex had arranged the whole experience. Hearing Maurice’s name being spoken by these people in such a setting was moving and humbling. I was surprised to hear someone other than my wife talking about HER Bee Gee. It was a turning point for me. It has been three years since that day, and my son and I are doing much better. I am back at work; we are in a small condo. My rehabbing took some time, but I did it one day at a time, and I am getting healthy. We miss Alex and will always love her, but we are getting stronger every day. My son and I listen for new Bee Gee music just as we play all of our old albums, and I want you to know something. My wife’s photo is on the sideboard table in the den. Next to it is her favorite photo of Maurice Gibb. He is still part of our family.


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Bee Gees and Emotional Me


Welcome to morobinbarrystorie.com! Please join me on twitter @morobinbarry. This site is for Bee Gee fans everywhere who would like to read and share stories of fun, joy, love and inspiration for Barry,Robin and Maurice Gibb. (Andy is not forgotten and is included at times) If you’d like to share a story, please email it to me at morobinbarrystories@gmail.com. Stories will be posted often and some will be saved for my book, which is being completed (soon, I hope!) At times I will write articles that relate to Gibb events, which I hope the fans will enjoy.

November 15, 2016

It’s been awhile, but I’m busy writing away and have so much mail I can’t keep up with it. I love Bee Gee fans and enjoy hearing from all of you. This story expresses what so many fans feel about the brothers. So true and so poignant!

Marissa, New York

When I was a little girl, my Aunt Carmen was always babysitting for me when my Mom went to work at night. Aunt Carmen was a Bee Gee fanatic, and we’d play their music, and she’d start to cry over almost every slow song. She’d explain the song to me and what it meant, and then I’d begin to cry. (Too Much Heaven, Wish You Were Here, Tears, How Do You Mend a Broken Heart) were just a few of our favorites. She said they were “so emotional and perfect” and that Barry Gibb’s voice would give her chills. As I started to get older and went to high school, I would get more emotional when I’d hear their songs, too. I was just as big a fan as my aunt was because I understood their music and felt the emotions they shared.

My girlfriends used to tease me when I’d cry, but they were just as soft-hearted as I was, and they used to sing along with me in the car whenever we went somewhere and I was driving. They knew it was primarily Bee Gee music that they would hear. Sometimes we’d play Rod Stewart or Paul McCartney or Billy Joel, but we’d always go back to the Bee Gees.No one could sing like they could, which moved me to really understand the music.

When Maurice passed away so suddenly, I think the music took on an even deeper meaning, and my emotions were tied up in every song I’d replay over and over until I had gone through every album. This was usually done with my aunt, of course, when we’d get together for dinner or on the holidays.

I would sometimes get embarrassed by showing my emotions, but now I always feel like that’s a gift. Maybe I didn’t realize how lucky I was in the 80’s to have this Bee Gee education and enjoy the music so much, but now I look back and know that every emotional moment was special. I still thank Aunt Carmen for those amazing days.






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Beautiful Barry

Welcome to morobinbarrystories.com! Please join me on twitter @morobinbarry. This site is for Bee Gee fans everywhere who would like to read and share stories of fun, joy, love and inspiration for Barry, Robin and Maurice Gibb. Andy is not forgotten and is included at times. If you’d like to share a story, please email it to me at morobinbarrystories@gmail.com. Stories will be posted often, and some will be saved for my book, which is in progress. At times, I will write about Gibb events, which I hope the fans will enjoy.


October 19, 2016

With all the hype and media frenzy and Barry’s international appearances promoting his album, I thought it fitting to take a step back and post one of the very first stories I collected, this one from the year 2000, written down while sitting on a bench in Central Park.  Funny, things don’t change much when it comes to Bee Gee fans. Barry’s appeal and natural charisma have been a part of his persona for several decades. The fans are the same today as they were in the 60’s and remain steadfast in their loyalty. It is a rare occurrence to have such longevity in the music business, and his fans realize how fortunate they are to have been on this journey with him.


New York City, 2000

I have loved Barry Gibb since childhood when I was 10, and that’s the late 60’s when I first heard him sing and hadn’t even seen a picture of him yet. I fell in love with the voice and then was thrilled by the tall, handsome impressive guy who was model gorgeous. I thought, “Wow, he’s beautiful. Beautiful Barry!” My best friend who lived two doors down, Anne Marie, had The Bee Gees Sing and Play 14 Barry Gibb songs. I was mesmerized by Wine and Women and then later wore out Spicks and Specks. Good God, I was giddy where Barry was concerned. I loved Holiday, too,  and thought Robin to be unusual but so interesting; still, my heart would go back to Barry and I never lost the thrill of listening to him sing. No one sounds like Barry Gibb.

Of course, Saturday Night Fever and the Spirits music were legendary, and my love for Barry grew. He was head and shoulders about the rest of his musical peers. I cherish those albums and close my eyes to listen to that amazing sound of his.Time goes by but his voice stays as strong as ever. He is intense and strong, and I love that he makes me feel like I can handle anything when I have the music to support me.

All through the years, he brought me joy and made me feel uplifted with the music, whether I was having a great year or a not so great year. He has always been with me. Even when Andy passed and I was so sad, the “One’ album was released and the music brought me back up. The songs were fabulous, and he gave the fans what they needed, which was great music.

I have loved every album and so many of the tunes stick in my mind as special. Not only “Words” or “To Love Somebody” but all the lesser known songs that carry special messages of love, like “Tears” and sexy songs like “Bodyguard”.

Some of my favorites are on the Size Isn’t Everything album and Still Waters boggles my mind. Sometimes I think back and wonder how I can be so excited about every song when thirty years has gone by, but the music gets better and better.

I know they are writing a new album now, and 2001 will be a wonderful Bee Gee year, I just know it. I have no clue what the future will bring, but I know that Barry will outlast and outshine everyone else around him who creates new music. There’s no doubt about it in my mind that Barry will be writing and singing for many more decades to come. He’s the best, and I’m his #1 fan. No one comes close to him.




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Sublime Tea Time


Haute Tea honoree Jillian Posner standing between co-chairs Lauren Geduld and Stacy Gibb

A writer is always searching for an angle. What’s the hook to make a story special? How does one capture the uniqueness of the message? Where the Diabetes Research Institute Foundation is concerned, the focus is clear and the message is a strong and determined one.

The scientists will make progress, will provide hope, will find innovative methods to treat patients, and they certainly will not rest until Type 1 diabetes is forced to release its stranglehold on its victims.

There is a collective goal, a forceful passion to help the afflicted with Type 1 diabetes to live their lives without fear but with hope for a cure.

Whenever I attend a DRIF event, a physical and emotional change occurs that is difficult to explain. The energy of the staff is contagious. Raising funds for research is a given, but the way they go abut raising the funds is what makes them rise above and set the bar so high.


Barbara Singer, retiring founder of DRIF

Although juggling multiple responsibilities, each employee is gracious and professional, providing the perfect balance as a team to help the event succeed. This year Barbara Singer will retire. She is the matriarch, the founder of the DRIF, and the inspiration for everyone who works with the organization. She is a dynamo and a lovely, giving woman who has worked since the 70’s fighting against diabetes. It was an honor to be in her presence.


Lauren, Aimee and Joelle-talented staff members working early before Haute Tea

The attendees of the Haute Tea (and indeed all other events)  feel so good about where their donations are going because everyone working towards the common goal has such passion and drive. They walk the walk, and supporters are happy to walk with them.

I was happy and excited to be at the Haute Tea on September 8, giddy because the concept of this fundraiser hits a happy nerve. No doubt each woman attending felt the same.

Playing dress-up and wearing a fancy and flattering hat (sadly a lost art) is simply fun. It’s a feast for the eyes to see the creations on display. Watching women balance in sky high stilettos and taking in the variety of dress, from costumes to couture, gives me a good feeling. Even more fun is that there are prizes given for outstanding attire, so there’s anticipation about who will win.


Don’t forget to pick up your table place card!

The ladies clearly enjoy every second of the day, starting with the formal photo op in the outer ballroom area, then walking in to be greeted by waiters with trays of champagne and tasty hors d’oeuvres. I thought the concept of hors d’oeuvres was that they were a snack before the meal, but these were a meal in themselves. Decadent!


checking out auction items

The environment of the St. Regis Bal Harbour ballroom is elegant but manages to feel cozy and welcoming. It may be the plush carpeting, the soft colors of the table settings and the polished look and kind demeanor of the waitstaff.


Waitstaff getting last-minute instructions before the Haute Tea

I personally love watching the ladies walk around with their champagne glasses assessing the fabulous silent auction items and bidding on them as they admire each other’s attire. They chatter and laugh, pose for selfies and bubble with enthusiasm for the fashion show (this year produced by Neiman Marcus) and elegant, elegant, elegant.


Silent auction gift basket

Artist Sara Kaplan was creating one-of-a-kind paintings for the ladies who took the opportunity to utilize her talents. Such a great idea, DRIF!


Artist Sara Kaplan


Some of Sara’s art work

I don’t know about anyone else, but dipping giant strawberries into fresh whipped cream and nibbling light blueberry scones while watching models showcase dream clothes sent my endorphins to the sky.

The live auction included trips and hotel packages, and there were smiles all around as squeals of delight came from the winners’ tables. Somehow, everyone feels great about cheering on those lucky girls even though they’re not the recipients. The DRIF is the real winner, and we all feel happy about that.


Silent auction items showcased beneath the DRI sign

The most poignant moments of this day occurred when Lisa Grace shared the story of what she and her family experience as they help their now six-year-old son Jax, who lives with Type 1 diabetes. The ballroom was silent and attentive as Lisa recounted her baby’s diagnosis and the emotional journey the family has been taking for five years. This disease affects everyone in a patient’s family and obviously presents challenges and stressors that sometimes take a costly toll.

Reminding us all of why we were there, human emotions of pathos surfaced and I’d venture to say that each person in the ballroom was proud to have paid for her ticket so that families like Lisa’s could be helped. Confirmation of doing the right thing is nice, but spreading awareness of the need to continue the fight with more funds is key to the success of this organization.

On this day Jillian Posner was honored for her work with the DRIF. A four-time Chairwoman of the Haute Tea, I have interviewed Jillian before. There’s not a person involved with the DRIF who is more sincere or hardworking. She is truly dedicated and genuine, and I was thrilled to see her receive recognition.


Therese Gibb with two of the lucky ladies in attendance

I chatted with many of the ladies; some had flown cross-country to attend. Many save a bit each month throughout the year to buy their tickets. It’s gratifying to see grandmothers with their daughters and granddaughters come together to enjoy the day. 

I observed as the attendees picked up their gift bags (cosmetics from European Wax Center!) and framed photos on the way out of the ballroom. There’s almost a feeling of regret that permeates the air, the regret that the tea is over and this fantasy-like time is coming to an end.



Photo memento-Gibb girls

The bottom line is that this luncheon was another DRIF success. Chairwomen Stacy Gibb and Lauren Geduld and their committee hit the mark and exceeded expectations.

My one disappointment was that Dr. Ricordi wasn’t in attendance, and I didn’t get a chance to discuss the latest research and see that ebullient smile of his. So where was the Director of the DRI and Cell Transplant Program? He was hard at work spreading news about the BioHub and the latest trials as a guest on the Bonnie Sher Show. Bonnie herself has been a victim of Type 1 diabetes since she was 15. Radio audiences far and wide heard from Dr. Ricordi personally about the advances being made. I truly believe he is a dynamic leader and a blessing to all.

This writer feels positive that the DRIF will succeed and prosper in the future. The heart and soul of success comes from the people who dedicate their lives through honest work. Make no mistake and don’t be deluded. Fighting diabetes is WORK!  Together the scientists, staff and volunteers will make it happen. Getting caught in the vortex which is the DRIF, diabetes doesn’t have a chance.

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Stacy Gibb-More Than a Beauty



Left to right Lauren,(Stacy’s co-chair) Jillian  (the honoree) and Stacy

At first glance, Stacy Gibb looks like a star. She walks the walk, poses for photos with just the perfect angle of head and smiles like a supermodel. Her appearance is always impressive and fashion forward. I remember at the 2014 Haute Tea being affected by her   polka-dots

Stacy on the right in polka dots


polka dot dress and gorgeous hat, and thinking how sweet it was that her daughter Layla matched. They stood out in red carpet style.

Being married to one of the Gibb boys (Travis) is really cool, and I’m sure she she could be a socialite and simply enjoy her life and raise her two children. For some, that would be enough, and it certainly is fine.  However, Stacy does more and gives more and shares in her good fortune. Certainly having Linda Gibb as a benchmark helps; and by the looks of this year’s Haute Tea, Stacy has succeeded beautifully. She arrived early, checked over the ballroom with her co-chair Lauren, looked appropriately stressed pre-event and attended to details with the DRIF staff. Of course she did all of this in 4 inch heels and a jaw-dropping white dress that was a work of art. The hat was queenly. Check out the photo to see just how neat it was.


Stacy and Lauren in their superb hats checking out he ballroom pre-Haute Tea

She was kind enough to answer some questions for me, and I’d like to share her thoughts with all of you. It’s nice to know how the people behind the scenes help make events like the Haute Tea happen and what motivates them to volunteer.

I asked Stacy what the biggest surprise was in being a Chairperson for a major DRIF event and Stacy said, “The biggest surprise was how big of a challenge it is to successfully organize this type of event. I have a lot of respect for the people who have previously taken on this role.”

Interestingly, I interviewed Jillian Posner last year and Jillian has chaired the Haute Tea for four years. She is a force to be reckoned with, a dedicated super worker. It isn’t easy to follow Jillian, but Stacy has done just that, along with her co-chair Lauren Geduld.

I knew that Stacy had been around the DRIF for many years and asked how she got started with the organization. She said, “I have been going to the DRIF Love and Hope Ball since I first started dating Travis 16 years ago. Over the years I went from an attendee of the events to a participant, which culminated into this year’s chairing of the Haute Tea. Linda has done so much for this charitable cause, and I am honored to follow in her footsteps.”

As for the goal of the Haute Tea? Stacy commented, “Our goal in raising money for the DRIF is to hopefully one day find a cure for Type 1 diabetes and with every dollar raised we are a step closer.”

And so my logical question was to ask how it went this year, and she was happy to tell me: “I’m happy to say that everything has run quite smoothly. I have an amazing co-chair in Lauren who has gone above and beyond in planning this event, and I also have a very reliable team.”

So I wondered how she would like to pay if forward and her goals for her children.

Stacy responded, “It’s important to me as a mother to teach my children to appreciate all that they have and to give back as often as possible. In this, I hope that one day Layla and Liam will chair an event that is close to their hearts. It’s very hard for me to see people in these debilitating situations. I feel very fortunate for the life I have and will do what I can to help those in need.”

So what about her other interests and inspirations? She has many, including music and fashion.

“I enjoy a wide variety of music. My all time favorites are Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac and Aerosmith. I am also a big fan of my husband’s electronic music.We blast it every morning and dance as we get the kids ready for school. On another note, I can’t wait for Barry’s solo album; it’s going to be amazing.”

Regarding fashion:

“Since I was little I have been very inspired by the fashion industry. If anyone knows me, they know I love two things, first and foremost my family and second, being fashion -oriented. I have recently opened an online clothing/styling boutique http://www.bochelle.com. My goal right now is to have this business grow and be successful.”


Stacy and Lauren in the ballroom before the tea began

So there you have it, some insights from one of the DRIF motivators. Stacy is just one of many who work for the DRIF, but taking on a leadership role isn’t easy. It takes a special kind of woman to do this work. Thanks to Stacy Gibb and Lauren Geduld and all the kind hearted, giving people who work to help the DRIF.

I commented to Stacy at the end of tea that she should be very proud of herself for the success of the day’s event. She blushed crimson and thanked me, clearly overwhelmed by the magnitude of hundreds of women and their generosity that had just occurred through their attendance and purchases of silent and live auction items. I think she was taking some big breaths as she walked out into the lobby. Another job well done; another fundraising success for the DRIF.

Follow in Stacy’s footsteps and spread awareness, check out the DRI on Facebook, come to an event, donate whatever you can, and thank you a thousand times over. Every dollar makes a difference.





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Gibb Girls…Crusaders for DRI


Welcome to Morobinbarrystories.com! Please join me on twitter @morobinbarry. This site is for Bee Gee fans everywhere who would like to read and share stories about Barry, Robin and Maurice Gibb. (Andy is not forgotten and is included at times.) If you’d like to share a story, please email it to me at morobinbarrystories@gmail.com. Some will be posted and may be added to my book, which hopefully will be completed by year’s end. At times, I will write posts relating to Gibb events that I hope the fans will enjoy.

September 9, 2016

It’s nice to be around the Gibb girls as they rally together to support their cause and inspire others to do the same.

Fundraising events can actually be spectacular and fun, and  the Diabetes Research Institute Foundation has one of the best when it sponsors the annual Haute Tea which supports the scientists and their research to stop Type I diabetes. Here’s what happened  at the St. Regis Bal Harbour Hotel in Miami Beach, Florida as hundreds of women gathered to raise money and awareness.


Linda and Ali arriving at the Haute Tea

To begin with, let me answer the question I get asked more than any other. Yes, all of the Gibb girls really are as nice as they look in the photos. They are genuine, down-to-earth, unpretentious and generous. They work tirelessly for the Diabetes Research institute Foundation, and each of them has enthusiastic comments about their dedication to this charity.

I chatted with each girl individually; and interestingly, they  had a common thread that tied them together when discussing the DRIF. They mentioned Linda Gibb and her dedication and how she led by example. They view her as their role model and are inspired by her work and support for the Diabetes Research Foundation. Linda was honored in 2014 for her 30+ years of service, and it was a special and well-deserved award. I remember her mentioning in her acceptance speech that she didn’t just have one daughter but that she was blessed to have five because her sons married wonderful women who are like daughters to her.

What’s interesting about the Gibb girls is that each of them has distinct and appealing qualities, and yet they come together as one when they fight for a cause.


Jenna arriving at Haute Tea

Jenna Gibb is married to Barry and Linda’s fourth son, Michael and was all bright and beautiful in a bright pink multi-tiered cocktail dress with a matching hat. When I asked who was on babysitting duty, she smiled and said, “My husband, of course.” Good going, Michael!  Jenna is on the shy side, but was happy to be at the event following her mother-in-law’s example. She works on the committee for the Haute Tea and enjoys helping others. Jenna and Therese Gibb have done outreach work in the past, visiting schools to talk with children about eating well, educating them about diabetes. She is happy to “support this wonderful charity and follow Linda”.


Ali and her fabulous hat

It was a joy to chat with Ali Gibb, Barry and Linda’s only daughter. She looks amazing, and I commented how much I loved the blonde touch to her hair. She admitted she did it on a whim but likes the look. I complimented her hat, and she laughed about it, telling me that she ordered it and when it arrived and she put it on, her mother was surprised that it looked like the hat she wore on her wedding day to Barry!


Barry and Linda —wedding day

I asked Ali about her involvement with the DRIF and she gave me a smile and said, “I’ve been doing this since I was a little girl. I’m so used to being here.; it’s a part of me.” Ali is also on the committee for the Haute Tea and works on events to help raise funds. She was all bubbly and energetic, visiting tables and saying hello to the attendees, clearly happy to be a part of this event.


Stacy on the right, along with her co-chair Lauren on left and Jillian Posner, the honoree

Stacy Gibb is married to Travis and the mother of two. This year she was co-chair of the event, and her hard work paid off. She arrived early and looked stunning in a white lacy cut-out dress that had to be seen up close to be appreciated. Stacy is a presence, and her smile lights the ballroom. Obviously she worked diligently and dealt with the responsibility like a pro because the tea was a huge success. (a detailed interview about her work will be posted separately).


Gloria Gibb


When I caught up with Gloria, she was at Table 5, the first Gibb girl to sit down. Gloria is married to Steve Gibb, and I know that thousands of women out there are jealous of her good fortune. Well, Steve is amazingly lucky, too, because this woman is extremely special. Gloria is luminescent, lovely with pale, perfect skin and a killer smile. She seems quiet and demure but knows her own mind. The mother of two, she told me that she has been involved with the DRIF for twelve years and loves giving back and helping others. She was all smiles and happy to see such a large crowd of women gathered together to help her charity.


Therese with Barbara Singer, founder of DRIF

Lastly, let’s discuss Therese Gibb. This woman is a dynamo. Tall and graceful, Therese is an extrovert and a talker in the best sense of the word. Married to Ashley Gibb and mom to middle schooler Lucas, she exudes an energy and love for this event that is contagious. To be truthful, she’s usually like this, and she’s so gracious that one just feels better after having talked with her. She has been involved with the DRIF since 1999, the year after she met Ashley. She is also on the committee for the Haute Tea, and she is fierce in her passion about the DRIF. We talked about her past outreach work, and i hope that this will continue again in the future because Therese inspires people to action. She is an ambassador of hope for the DRIF, and a sweet natured Gibb girl who always has positive things to say in support of this cause.

The Diabetes Research Institute will never give up the fight until type 1 diabetes is eradicated. The researchers and staff are blessed to have thousands of supporters, among them Barry and Linda Gibb and their incredible family members. Thanks to all who help this fight; be like the Gibb girls and provide support, awareness, and funds because this foundation truly is “The Best Hope For a Cure”.





















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Not Forgetting…Simply Living for Now

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September , 2016

This is a milestone birthday for Barry, and from every corner of the world fans wish him health and happiness and strength and success. I’ve written stories before about this day and its significance. A wedding anniversary is also celebrated, and each is unique, whether it’s the first or the fiftieth. Only Barry and Linda truly understand the connection that has helped them weather a multitude of storms and kept them strong as a couple.

I’ve heard many stories from fans about their love of this man and how he affected their growing up years and their adolescence. Some stories reflect upon his music and its healing powers as the listener went through a loss or a divorce or a challenge with family, work or sickness. It’s not easy to translate the face-to-face passions I’ve heard from those who appreciate Barry Gibb.

This is a world of fans whose dedication is like no other, and it’s gratifying to know that the young girls who kissed their Barry Gibb photos as they danced around the family’s wood-paneled rec rooms in the 60’s are just as much enamored with him today as they were then. What’s even better is that they have passed on that love and the music to their children, and Barry has new fans who admire him. Thinking of those girls in the 60’s reminds me of Barry often saying that those were the best days of the Bee Gees, when they were just beginning and the excitement was palpable. Well now Barry is “just beginning” a new chapter of his career, and the anticipation and excitement the fans are feeling is just a as powerful for them today.

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I think of people like Jimmy Fallon being somewhat awestruck every time he sees Barry, even though he’s known him for years. Jimmy is just like the rest of the thousands around the globe who feel the same way. Lionel Ritchie is the latest to feel that thrill of being touched by Barry’s genius and feeling honored to know him. It’s fun to watch a Chris Martin gush and to know that we fans have felt this way for decades and really “get it”.

He is ageless, and my hope is that the fans will focus on the future and what he will offer as a solo artist. His talent is a special gift that so few are given. Creativity can’t be learned. It’s simply a miracle that happens. Part of Barry’s creativity is sparked by Linda Gibb, whose guidance and love has kept him thriving. She is spectacular in her determination. Her selflessness, ability to accept others as they are and the manner in which she has overcome obstacles are truly what help Barry remain on course.

Today and every day they are to be admired. They value each other and honor their wedding vows. How lucky they are to celebrate another anniversary together. One doesn’t have to be religious to appreciate what the apostle Matthew said, which I think sums up Barry and Linda Gibb.

“Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also”. Matthew 6:21

It’s a happy celebration of longevity and love, and the fans thank you both for letting us share in the journey.




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Love and Loss-Barbara Gibb

Welcome to Morobinbarrystories! Please join me on twitter @morobinbarry. This site is for Bee Gee fans everywhere who would like to read and share stories of hope, joy, love and inspiration for Barry, Robin and Maurice Gibb. If you’d like to share a story, please email it to me at morobinbarrystories@gmail.com. Stories will be posted often, some from my collected tales and some from the new ones as they come in. Some I will save for my book (stories are placed at the end of each chapter). Hopefully, the book will be completed by year’s end. At times, I will post articles about Gibb events that I hope the fans will enjoy.


August 18, 2016

So much of what we learn in life comes from observation; and although each person’s perception is different, I have observed the comments, photos and tributes to Barbara Gibb this past week and have been dramatically affected by each of them. My heart feels a bit wounded, since I have lost my own mother recently. My swirling feelings have prompted some thoughts about her and grief that will be with me for years to come.

Loss is inevitable. Knowing that fact doesn’t make it any easier to deal with, no matter how strong or stoic a person tries to be. I’m not comparing the Gibb family loss to mine, just thinking out loud about what it all means. I wonder if Barry and his family have experienced the same emotions I have experienced. I felt more sadness for my Mom before her death than after. Maybe that seems strange, but it’s the truth. Watching someone you love lose her health and vibrancy is painful.

Just like Barbara Gibb, my Mom was ill for quite some time and debilitated with no chance for recovery due to old age. After death, I didn’t feel sad. I felt many emotions: relief, peace, and remorse among them. I kept wondering and then actually spoke the words aloud to some of my family “Is there something wrong with me?” I suppose that a certain amount of guilt is a natural component of grief, and at times I ask what it would take to forgive myself for things undone or words unspoken.

I can’t empathize with Barry and Linda’s situation, since they are in the public eye, and that’s even harder to deal with, but I do know from experience (as I’m sure they do) that we have to remember and hold fast to certain ideas. Just like that failing athlete trying to rebound from a horrible injury or great loss, what matters is how one rebounds and deals with the struggle after the fall. How long does it take to get up?  What does one do when a mother’s heart stops and yours continues to beat?

Well, there’s no timeline and no such thing as closure. That’s a sobering thought but important, I think. It helps keep the time of grieving in perspective.

Barbara Gibb was like the Rose Kennedy of the pop music world. She was a rock of strength for her family. She experienced horrific losses in her life and survived. She watched her husband and several sons precede her in death, and yet she found joy and love again through the rest of her family and her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I wish I had known her, for just being around her might have given me insights and life lessons to cherish.

I send my love and sympathy and positive energies to Barry and Linda, Lesley, Yvonne and Dwina, and all the family members. Lastly, I’d like to share two tidbits about what I have learned through the loss of my Mother.

Nothing you do in the future will diminish the love you shared. No one can take away the memories and passion of a mother’s love and its impact.

Secondly, let everyone around you be a source of healing. We find comfort in unexpected places, and those moments of comfort give a promise of hope for the future.

I see the Gibb family as resilient and powerful and know this strength will help them through this challenging time. Blessings always.




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Andy Affecting Me

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Welcome to Morobinbarrystories! Please join me on twitter @morobinbarry. This site is for Bee Gee fans everywhere who would like to read and share stories of hope, joy, love and inspiration for Barry, Robin and Maurice Gibb. If you’d like to share a story, please email it to me at morobinbarrystories@gmail.com. Stories will be posted often, some from my collected tales and some from the new ones as they come in. Some I will save for my book (stories are placed at the end of each chapter). Hopefully, the book will be completed by fall of this year! At times, I will post articles about Gibb events that I hope the fans will enjoy.

July 22, 2016

There won’t be a fan story this week, mostly because I feel that today needs to be an “Andy Day” on this website. I’ll share with GSI, of course, as I always do. I’ll also post on other Bee Gee sites a bit later on. For now, here are some ideas to ponder.

It’s not that I’m sad, just thoughtful and reflective and deeply touched. I’ve been writing a book for several years now, and I’m just about 80% finished with it. However, I’ve been at a standstill for quite some time, and it’s because I’m writing about the year 1988. The lined pads I write upon have been blank for a month, and I’ve just talked myself into facing March of 1988 in the past few days. It was tough to write the reality into my fictional story line, since I intertwine the novel with real events in the Gibb brothers’ lives.

I refer to Andy in the story as “Baby Gibb” in a sweet and affectionate way, but I suffered while putting the words down. Hanging over my head like facing a serious doctor’s appointment or having a tooth pulled or maybe taking a challenging final examination, I knew that it needed to be done and I’d feel better once I’d written the chapter, but it still gnawed at me with an “I’m dreading this” kind of feeling.

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I loved and still love the thought of Andy Gibb and all the moments of pure joy he gave me while he was with us on earth. Seeing him perform three times was an honor, but today I simply need to mention how much he is missed and why I think he was one of the most amazing men….EVER!

Most fans know of the challenges and heartaches of his life, and they don’t need to be rehashed. What needs to be remembered is how utterly brilliant and talented Andy truly was. When I think that he left school at 13 and then proceeded to write 8 of the 10 songs on his first album, I am mind-boggled.

When I think he had his first #1 at the age of 19, I still feel a thrill at hearing it. “Shadow Dancing” will always be an iconic Andy song. When I remember that he worked for several charities, among them The American Cancer Society and the Diabetes Research Institute, I am not in the least surprised. He had an amazing heart full of love and generosity, and I wish I had known him, if only to tell him how much I admired every single positive thing he did to share himself with the world.

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After DJ’s began to play “Shadow Dancing’ on April 22, 1978, his life was dramatically affected. Like many other music stars, he made some poor decisions and suffered from depression, but he still worked in theater, on television and stage and also accomplished an extraordinary feat when he became a licensed pilot. This in itself was an amazing accomplishment.

Living in the shadow of bigger than life brothers must have been a blessing and a curse. How does one emulate the Bee Gees and their success? Yet, he was so close to his brother Barry that they were almost “twin-like” themselves. Photos of Andy in the last two years of his life are remarkably similar to photos of Barry. Andy was looking more and more like his older brother, who so gently had guided Andy from his childhood days until Andy’s success was worldwide. Barry’s love for his brother was clearly expressed in every laugh, recording, charity event and family gathering, and I know that somewhere deep in his heart, Barry knows his love made a difference.

The hurt of losing Andy still devastates me, like a cloud of doom that appears when one least expects it; and although those moments do occur, there are days when Andy gnaws at me to think of the positive moments and celebrate his heart and beautiful voice. I know he is with us all every time one of his songs is played or he comes rushing through my mind.

Andy, I hope that I do you justice as I write the story because you truly deserve all the love and respect I can express on the written page. I am forever an admirer and a better person for experiencing your talent.

Thank you, “Baby Gibb”.





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Smoldering Mo

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Welcome to Morobinbarrystories! Please join me on twitter @morobinbarry. This site is for Bee Gee fans everywhere who would like to read and share stories of hope, joy, love and inspiration for Barry, Robin and Maurice Gibb. If you’d like to share a story, please email it to me at morobinbarrystories@gmail.com. Stories will be posted often, some from my collected tales and some from the new ones as they come in. Some I will save for my book (stories are placed at the end of each chapter). Hopefully, the book will be completed by fall of this year! At times, I will post articles about Gibb events that I hope the fans will enjoy.

July 6, 2016

Well, it’s been awhile because I was traveling home to New York, but now I am back and here  to post a love story from a young girl and her adoration of Mo. We girls can relate to this one for sure.


I was in middle school when I fell  in love with Maurice Gibb. I first saw him on the cover of a magazine my Dad brought me back from the U.K. after a business trip. He knew I was crazy for the Bee Gees, and in 1979 everyone was crazy for the Bee Gees. Dad got a pile of photos and a poster and surprised me with them. I remember that I cried, and then decorated my bedroom walls with them. I liked Mo because he had “smoldering” eyes. I called them that and my Mom nearly had heart failure. She asked me why I thought they were “smoldering”. I told her all the girls thought that he was sexy and his eyes looked right through you. She knew then that my hormones had gone crazy.

At 12, I dreamed about Mo and the dreams never stopped. His sweet, quiet way and those eyes made me love him when my friends were all after Barry.  Sometimes I thought he looked sad, too. I just wanted to hug him and make him happy. My heart grew even fonder of Mo when I saw him in concert with his brothers on the Spirits tour. I couldn’t take my eyes from him, even though he seemed to be in the background and not the lead singer. I hear this all the time from other fans, too. He wasn’t the center of attention, but he was my world when I was a teenager, and I followed him for decades as he came into his own more and more.

Those memories are amazing. My heart flips when I think of how much he thrilled me. I am always grateful for my teen years and still love him to this day.


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