Yes,,

I knew Buddy well,, he and Ricky,, good friends. When I was in town they
used to pick me up at the airport where I landed my jet, or the team of
pilots landed it for me. Good bunch of fellas, we had lots of fun.

Actually I helped them write all their songs,, yup I had a good voice and
could tweek a guitar like ringing a bell.

I miss the fellas.

But now I have hundreds of thousands of acres where my deer and the buffalo
roam. I feed these critters every day and enjoy their friendship.

Going to the superbowl this weekend,, I reserved 50% of the stadium. I
really do not like it when someone sits near me. Gives me some stretching
room.

I have to go now, my newest wife wants me to finish the dishes and fold the
laundry. I have to listen to her because she is half my age and pays the
bills... ooops,, I mean I pay the bills,, I mean I have accountants pay for
it all. A team of them. I give them all some land on my acreage and they
respect me... They don't follow me like puppets,,, nope they respect me,,,













"Harry Krause" wrote in message
...
...the music died.

On this day, 3 February, 46 years ago, rock legend Charles Hardin
"Buddy" Holl(e)y died in a private plane crash near Clear Lake, Iowa.

Killed in the same accident were rock stars J)iles P)erry 'Big Bopper'
Richardson (28), and Ritchie Valens (17).

Where were you on the day the music died?