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In reply to the discussion: If 6 Turned Out to be 9 [View all]livetohike
(22,138 posts)in the cafeteria and one of my friends came in to tell me he heard that Jimi died. The day before, we were excited about buying tickets to see Jimi in Pittsburgh (he had not been to Pgh. before) and I had not seen him in concert. I loved his music from the first time I heard Purple Haze on the radio. I remember where I was when I first heard the Are You Experienced album. I loved everything about his music, but especially the lyrics.
I visited Jimi's grave in 1982 and just sat there and heard the music. Nothing was growing in front of his headstone.....I think it was from all of the flowers, etc. people left there. When we pulled into the cemetery, we went into the office to ask where to find the grave. My husband said to the director, "We're looking for the grave of a friend." That's how it felt.
In 1987, I was working as a manager in a manufacturing plant in Los Angeles. One of the production control employees came into my area and I had to look twice! He looked just like Jimi. I went up to him and said, "Excuse me, but are you related to Jimi Hendrix?" Then I looked at his badge and his last name was Hendrix!. He was his second cousin. He was a ten years old when Jimi died, but he collected everything he could find regarding Jimi. One day, he gave me a cassette tape he made of bootleg songs from live concerts. I still play it (and really should burn a CD).
So here is my favorite Jimi song - at least at this moment. Rest in peace Jimi.