It hit me so hard. I started crying and closed my laptop.
Flashback to the AM radio reporting Elvis was dead and watching my mother fall to the kitchen floor crying.
Neither of us had met these men but we loved them.
Elvis and Dio were not just legends in rock and roll, they were our first concerts.
They were were not just men, they were symbols of our youth.
I think that’s it, what upset me so much…
Dio was my youth. Gulp.
So this is my Mob Rules Shirt from 29 years ago….. Can’t believe it still fits.
There will be a memorial service down in LA at The Hall of Liberty May 30th to pay respects.
That is when I am saying goodbye to Dio for the final time.
I think I’m going to wear my shirt.
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