1968.
I remember it vividly.
My sister, myself and our friends would go outside onto our back deck
and we would play all the Monkee albums on our portable record player.
We would stand on the picnic table benches and have dance contests.
Sometimes we would even act out the TV show characters.
I was always Davy.
Nothing like feeling old when your first crush passes away
of a heart attack at the age of 66.
Did you hear that?
It's the sound of every little girl's heart
who grew up in the 1960's breaking just a little.
R.I.P. Davy Jones
Thanks to you I have had a lifelong fascination
for short, cute, hairless-chested Englishmen.
<3
-Jody

It's like a piece of childhood died along with him. RIP Davy.
ReplyDeleteMy cousin and I were HUGE fans. I actually got to see him at an airport in California, but I never got to see him perform. My bedroom was completely wallpapered in Davy Jones pictures, including the ceiling. So long, Davy - you were a big part of my childhood memories!!!
ReplyDeleteI grew up watching reruns of "The Monkees" and singing along. When I heard the sad news this afternoon, I couldn't believe it.
ReplyDeleteHe was just a little ahead of my time to be attached... but I completely understand the nature of the attachment!
ReplyDeleteI was heartbroken.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny I had not thought about the Monkees in years.
But I spent a good portion of last week watching Monkees videos on line and listening to Monkees music.
So many childhood memories.....