Mr Odom,
I read your book and loved every page of it. Some people write books about entertainers just for money, but your writings are from the heart. I am 50 years old and was born and raised in Billings, Montana. About the only exposure to rock and roll my parents allowed was the weekly Monkees show on TV. After I graduated high school in 1975 I joined the Air Force. After completing basic training at Lackland AFB in San Antonio I was shipped to Keesler AFB for technical training. Man was that a culture education for me! A Montana boy in the deep south for the first time! I did well and for the first time was exposed to the south and rock and roll. I only spent four months at Keesler, but we used to go to Sears at Edgewater Plaza in Biloxi to but tickets to concerts when we had the money. I remember driving to Montgomery, Al to see a southern rock band called Point Blank. It blew me away! I still have a picture of the concert somewhere in the garage. I never had the chance to see Skynyrd, but have been a fan since I bought the “One more from the road” album in 1976. On a final note, in your book you have a lot of remorse about not being able to save Ronnie’s life in the plane crash and all of the things that could have been done to prevent the accident. I hope you have been able to find closure with all of this. My mother taught me one thing when my father died in 1973 that I will always remember: “We could go back a thousand times to save his life and he would still die a thousand different ways.” God Bless you Gene Odom.

Tim Price
Spokane, WA