A long, long time ago, I can still rememberHow that music used to make me smile.And I knew if I had my chanceThat I could make those people dance,And maybe they’d be happy for a while. But February made me…
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218: I FLIPPED A COIN AT THE SURF BALLROOM AND IT CAME UP BOBBLE HEADS
It was 5:45am when Tom’s alarm rang on Friday August 5, 2022. My photographer wanted to get an early start on the day so he could fulfill his goal of being the first one inside the Surf Ballroom in Clear…
217: “THE SKY BELONGS TO THE STARS” AND THE GROUND BELONGS TO TOM
“Take me out to the ball game, take me out with the crowd. Buy me a new right arm and paint it black, I don’t care if I never get back. Let me root, root, root for Riley, he’s my…
40: THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED
We had spent over three days in Dyersville and on the morning of Friday July 24, 2015 it was time to head west. My photographer had planned on making one last trip out to the Field of Dreams before we…