A buddy and I were sitting at a stoplight after just leaving our morning electronics class. He asked if I heard about Stevie Ray Vaughan, and I remember saying "No, why???!!!" I had about 2 seconds to hope he was hoping he was going to tell me that Stevie was nominated or won some awesome award like a Grammy or something, but unfortunately he told me "He was killed in a helicopter crash leaving Alpine Valley last night". My life changed at that very moment and has never been the same. I had to work later that night and I remember my boss Cheryl asking if I wanted to go home because she and the others could tell I felt horrible. I thought there's no reason to be miserable at home with my parents who could care less about Stevie, so I decided to work the rest of the night where I would be among coworkers that loved him. I went out to my car and brought back in my cassette, yes I said cassette, of Texas Flood which Cheryl let us listen to the rest of the night.