Today marks 50 years since we lost Jim and Dean. I was only 12 years old then, and I can remember my Mom being glued to the radio in hopes that they would be found alive...but a few days later, the sad news came. My Mom was the first Jim Reeves fan in our family, and I have her to thank for introducing me to the greatest singing voice that ever sang a song. My parents and I visited Jim's gravesite in Texas in 1967 on a cross country trip we took that that summer. We also visited the Country Music Hall Of Fame in Nashville where Jim had just been inducted that year. My Mom passed away in 1976, but I will always have wonderful memories of our shared appreciation for Jim and his music. It's hard to believe it's been 50 years...