Remembering the Day After The Music Died.

 I remember the day after. Our neighbor's daughter was out on the swing set inconsolable. We were visiting and her Father led me out there to help cheer her up. I didn't know who Holly was or what rock and roll music was at six, she was older than me and deeply affected by his loss. Clearly as he said it yesterday I remember Mr. Peters saying, "well you still have Fabian. right", he was trying his best but missed the mark.