So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die”
The Day the Music Died was Feb. 3, 1959, when a plane crash killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and the Big Bopper.
I remember it well.
Every so often, I run into someone, usually a waiter who is an ‘expert’ on The Day The Music Died. They will bet drinks, even the whole dinner on their knowledge of dates, names and times involved with the plane crash.
One young buck in Florida, wagered our dinner free against a hefty tip that he could answer anything about the people that died in the crash.
I asked him to name the pilot and didn’t let him leave the table (to check his cell phone) until he came up with the name. It was sweet, to watch a know-it-all humbled! :)