February 3, 1959 Dawn Rye | Writer “…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.” The words of…
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