It's that dreaded month called September again. Most people associate "September 11th, 2001" with it, the day that changed the skyline of Manhattan forever. (Not going into who or what made the towers go down, fact is that they were indeed built to withstand a Boeing 707, which is of similar size and weight as a new 767).
While September 11th is a dreaful day to rember, I think personally, September 12th is even more devastating (eventhough it got a lot less media coverage).
September 12th, 2003, the day the *real* music died. No American Pie sort of bullshit, but a real American legend: Johnny Cash.
There are no words to describe the loss of him.
I miss you Johnny.