THIS DAY IN HISTORY – The Music dies in an Iowa cornfield – 1959

Via History.com

“It was already snowing at Minneapolis, and the general forecast for the area along the intended route indicated deteriorating weather conditions,” wrote the Civil Aeronautics Board investigators six months after the crash that killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens and J.P. “the Big Bopper” Richardson on this day in 1959. “The ceiling and visibility were lowering…and winds aloft were so high one could reasonably have expected to encounter adverse weather during the estimated two-hour flight.”

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All of this information was available to 21-year-old pilot Roger Peterson, if only he had asked for it. Instead, he relied on an incomplete weather report and on the self-confidence of youth in making the decision to take off from Clear Lake, Iowa, shortly after midnight on February 3, 1959. Untrained and uncertified in instrument-only flight, Peterson was flying into conditions that made visual navigation impossible. “Considering all of these facts,” the investigating authorities concluded, “the decision to go seems most imprudent.”

The young pilot’s decision to go may well have been influenced by the eagerness of his almost equally young client, Buddy Holly, to spare himself and his backing band another miserable night in the unheated tour bus that had already sent his drummer to the hospital with symptoms of frostbite. Eleven days into a scheduled 23-stop tour, Holly was fed up, worn out and looking forward to a good night’s rest in a warm bed before the next night’s show in Moorhead, Minnesota.

In a similar mindset was a tired and ill J.P. Richardson, who played on the sympathies of Holly’s guitarist to wangle his seat on the flight with Holly. That guitarist was future country legend Waylon Jennings. Meanwhile Tommy Allsup, Holly’s guitarist, offered to flip a coin with up-and-coming young star Ritchie Valens for his seat. And so it was that Peterson’s Beechcraft Bonanza carried not Holly and his band, but Holly and two of the three other stars of the Winter Dance Party Tour on its ill-fated flight. Dion di Mucci was the fourth of those stars, but he would join Allsup, Jennings and the various other tour musicians on the freezing bus ride ahead.

The plane would crash, and Holly, Richardson, Valens and Peterson would be dead, within five minutes of takeoff, as the direct result of pilot error. Only the next morning, when Waylon Jennings learned what had happened hours earlier, would he recall his final, good-natured exchange with Buddy Holly. “Well,” said Holly when he learned of Jennings’ swap with the Big Bopper, “I hope your old bus freezes over.” Jennings’ response: “Well, I hope your plane crashes.”

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Stucky
Stucky
February 3, 2017 6:24 am

Here today, dead tomorrow. Life is but a vapor. I love all his songs.

Buddy wins over colored folk at the Apollo. It’s a damned good movie.

Stucky
Stucky
February 3, 2017 6:26 am

The original.

BB
BB
February 3, 2017 7:43 am

I still have some of those old records by the Buddy Holly and the Crickets.Or I should say my mom does. Every now and then she will get them out and go back to the time when she was a teen-ager.

CCRider
CCRider
February 3, 2017 10:30 am

I was in Lubbock on business a few years ago. You walk through the airport and there is a monster black and white poster of Buddy and the Crickets performing on the Ed Sullivan show. I went to his museum near by. It had all sorts of Buddy memorabilia on display; the chair he sat in composing some of his classic hits (narrated on tape by his brother), his many guitars, the cardboard box he told his drummer to use on Peggy Sue, score sheets written in his own hand. The one that actually got me emotional was his pair of bent black eyeglasses retrieved from the crash site. It brought back that long ago pain of seeing girls in my 5th grade class crying over the loss. If my memory is correct it was only 15 months from his 1st number one record until the crash. Think of that. All those hits in that short amount of time. Imagine how prolific he surely would have been if only…. He was our Lennon-McCartney and perhaps they knew it naming their band The Beatles after The Crickets. What a loss. What a shame.

ragman
ragman
February 3, 2017 12:18 pm

Yup, we’re all just penciled in.