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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.

-Don McLean-

It’s till so hard to believe it’s been ten years since we said goodbye to Dale Earnhardt. I still remember calling my brother, Allan, who was a big Earnhardt fan. He didn’t know that Earnhardt had lost his life that afternoon since the Daytona 500 broadcast had signed off before anyone knew. I happened to catch the news flash on ESPN. Stunned, I immediately called my brother, and after collecting our thoughts, I hung up and called The Rocky’s Sunday Sports Editor, Mike Bialis, who made room for this cartoon on Monday morning.