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From my first teenager-with-a-car make out session (thank you "Scandalous" extended version! ) to seeing him live in SF last month.

Minnesota local radio and TV are honoring PRINCE. People are sharing personal stories of going to fan parties at Paisley Park & Prince sightings around town over the years. At Target. A restaurant or music club.

One guy shared about seeing Prince at the gas station with his Pink car and purple name symbol. All the windows tinted except the windshield. A curious sight, so he watched and out comes Prince. He got out and pumped the gas himself. Security was with him. Waived hello, got back in and drove the car himself. He is loved in his home town. Not a day went by that people did not stop to take a pictures of Paisley Park.

People are gathering at Paisley Park and First Avenue. He is being honored and remembered as part of the Minnesota family and Minnesotan's are a part of his. He embraced living in Minnesota, he said, "I wanted peace."

Purple is everywhere! News reporters are wearing purple. The Twins stadium is lit up purple. First Avenue is where he first started playing big crowds. There is a an all-night dance party for free. It starts at 11:00 pm tonight. No one will be parking in his long-time permanently designated parking space.

The local reporting is by far more homey than the national reporting. Locally, its his community remembering, sharing, loving and honoring him with everyday people sharing their stories of their famous amazing musical genius artist family member.

aching badly, too.

Prince is the soundtrack of my teens and 20's. All my friends from those years know how much I loved him and several of them shared in my passion. We would drive around for HOURS, just listening to his music and talking about anything and everything.

I feel like a part of my younger self has died...

Not the whole song, but the symbolism of "purple rain".

There are many thoughts and theories, but I have no idea.

I will search around on the net