The day the music died

A long, long time ago… I can still remember how

That music used to make me smile.

And I knew if I had my chance,

That I could make those people dance,

And maybe they’d be happy for a while.

But February made me shiver,

With every paper I’d deliver

Bad news on the doorstep…

I couldn’t take one more step.

I can’t remember if I cried

When I read about his widowed bride

But something touched me deep inside,

The day the music died.- American Pie by Don McLean

For some this day marks a true generational divide, a date not to be forgotten, a where were you when day... For others (like me) too young to know or care, we depend upon the memories of our older girl cousins. For better or worse, you cannot be nostalgic for the time before your time.

If you are younger yet, and haven't a clue what I'm referring to, on this date in 1959, 3 of America's biggest rock and roll singing sensations, Buddy Holly, The Big Bopper and Richie Valens were killed in an airplane crash, during bad weather in rural Iowa.

In some ways it was the crash that ended the innocence of post-war America.

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