I'm about to date myself, but I don't care.
I sit here at my desk with a sad heart at the news of Davy Jones death. I used to watch "The Monkees" faithfully every afternoon as a child and, yes, I just bought the DVD releases of the entire series. I have several CDs and can sing most of the hits by heart. Somewhere in my closet is a videotape of the Monkees reunion movie that aired several years ago. I'm going to go home and find it so I can watch it.
My children even know the Monkees and, especially Davy Jones. He appeared on "My Two Dads," one of our favorite old TV shows that, yes, I also own on DVD. He was featured on "The New Adventures of Scooby Doo" and sings a song on that sound track, as well. They'll be sad, too.
In the late 1980s, I dragged my best friend Matt to a Monkees reunion concert. I don't know how much he enjoyed it, but I was in heaven. Davy, Mickey and Peter were fabulous. It's a memory I carry in my heart.
As you take that "Last Train to Clarksville" Davy, know that several generations of women are crying for you. Heaven will be happy to have you as you join that great Rock and Roll Band in the sky.
God speed, Davy Jones.
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