He’s still my absolute favorite. I still get chills when I hear his stuff. When he died, I made a decision that I would play. I was suited up and ready to start football practice, and one of the guys on the team just sort of casually mentioned that this guy Hendrix had died. It devastated me. It was one of the first times I felt real loss. Those records were important to me being able to get along where I was growing up. Hendrix records were my little saviors. And the thought that it was all over didn’t seem right. I turned in my equipment and told the coach I was . . .

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