Time doesn't heal, but God comforts. I remember spinning my new LP of Street Survivors in the few days leading up to the fatal crash. My buddies and I held a wake at my apartment that night. What talent we lost. It blesses me that Gary, Johnny, and the others chose to keep the music alive. The recent deaths hit hard as well. I pray that the God of all comfort be ever faithful to you all.
A fan forever in the most Southern reaches of So Cal parts,
and in the deepest reaches of our Southern Rock hearts,