I was almost 12 years old when Jim was killed. My mom was a big fan and I got to know Jim from hearing his records that she played all the time. When Jim's plane was reported missing, my mom was glued to the radio waiting for more news and hoping Jim and Dean would be found alive. When they found the crashed plane, my mom cried for days and for a long time afterward whenever she put one of his records on. My mom and my older brother Gary were at the all star country music concert at Carnegie Hall that Jim was in on November 29th, 1961...