Posted on 10.20.2017

Reflections - Soapbox Rewind

As mentioned last week, Charlie is cutting back to one a week until after the book release rush. Since today is the 40th Anniversary of the tragic Lynyrd Skynyrd plane crash, we thought we would revisit this soapbox from 2009.

Reflections

It was October in St. Louis town
When we heard that the free bird had fell to the ground
And we all said a prayer before we went down to play
And Ronnie my buddy above all the rest
I miss you the most and I loved you the best
And now that you�re gone I thank God I was blessed
Just to know you

Lyrics from the song reflections by Charlie Daniels.

October 20, 1977.

We were backstage at Keil Theater in St. Louis getting ready to go on in front of a sold-out house when we got the word about the Lynyrd Skynyrd plane crash.

The news was scant and general, the media was saying there had been a plane crash and there had been fatalities, but would not release the names of the ones who had been killed pending notification of the next of kin.

We went on stage that night knowing that we had lost some friends but not knowing who they were or the extent of the injury of the survivors and it was a dark feeling.

I had the whole band come into the dressing room upstairs and we had a silent prayer before we went down to do our show. I knew everybody was feeling strange, and I told the guys before we went on stage that if that had been us in the plane crash we wouldn�t have want Skynyrd to blow their show and that they wouldn�t want us to blow ours.

We would go out and do our show, which we did.

I don�t even know how long we played that night but we leaned into the music taking solace in the only way we had available to us.

The music community, especially the one we operated in, is very small. You know everybody and everybody knows you and even though you only see each other occasionally you develop friendships that go deep and last, and when that number is reduced by even one it hits hard.

We played our show and went back to the hotel still not knowing who the fatalities were. I was not to find out until about two o�clock in the morning that my worst fear had come true.

Ronnie Van Zant had died in the plane crash.

I was devastated. I was staying in St. Louis that night and catching a plane the next morning traveling around the country doing promotion for a new album we had just released.

We immediately started getting calls from radio stations wanting a comment about the tragedy, but I just didn�t know what to say. No matter where I went or what I did there was a dark cloud hanging over my head. It was hard to think about anything else for very long without returning to the fact that I�d lost a friend.

Phoenix, Arizona was also on my promotion tour, and when I arrived in the afternoon, I walked into my room, took a pen and a piece of hotel stationary and sat down and wrote this.

A brief candle both ends burning
A weary mile a bus wheel turning
A friend to share the lonely times
A handshake and a sip of wine
So say it loud and let it ring
That we�re all part of everything
The present future and the past
Fly on proud bird you�re free at last

I had my statement to the media and I had my closure and peace. I had done the only thing I knew to do, commemorate my friend in words. We would also use this as the dedication for the Million Mile Reflections album.

Ronnie, my buddy, I�ll never forget you and the gift of the music you left us.

Rest in peace old friend.

What do you think?

Pray for our troops, and for our country

God Bless America

� Charlie Daniels

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Comments

Lynyrd Skynyrd
Thank you for those beautiful words Charlie. 40 years ago I was a 14 yr old kid doing homework in my room. The local DJ came on WLUP and announced the Skynyrd plane crash. I would soon find out one of my favorite singers had died. I never got a chance to see him live. Thank you for your music, and as a Veteran of The USAF, thanks for your constant support of our military members.
Posted by D. Scott
The Best
Amen, Charlie one never knows the day nor the hour and in situations like this one we can never make sense of it. The whole world lost a lot that day and thankfully we can still listen to their music and watch their performances, only wonder what might have been. They were in a league of their own. nuff said God Bless Plowboy
Posted by Plowboy
Fly on Free Byrd
This old world has a wicked way not knowing from day to day.... You're flying high, and suddenly on the ground but this old world can't keep good men down So fly on byrds, you're free at last your memory will never be wiped from the past,
Posted by Mike
Plane Crash
I've always loved Lynyrd Skynyrd music you could relate to Ronnie's music. Today on the 40th anniversary of the crash I lost one of my sweet friend to cancer. I've always remembered the date of the plane crash now she's flying high with the Freebird!!!
Posted by Rema
Lynyrd Skynryd
I was at the concert in St. Louis at the Kiel Auditorium that night. I know that you all played one of the longest concerts I have ever attended. Your performance was unbelievable and though I knew of the tragedy, but of course not the pertinent details, you did not let it affect your performance. God Bless You Charlie!! Your music has helped get me through some tough times in my life. Take care.
Posted by Sarah
Ronnie Van Zant memoriam 2017
Charlie thanks for this post. This is my sixth attempt to remove all puncuation characters so this will post. I was a Fl girl who saw LS first at 14 years old in Mobile Al. We would catch them at Pcola Pier Auditorium too. W friends older sister n her boyfriend after school we rushed to arena to be first at the doors run straight to center stage always. Last time I saw Ronnie was 76 Mobile AL our second run there to another sold out show. I had a pestering feeling I would not see him again. Kept it to myself. He sang the opening lyrics of Fbird Twice that night. Talking about double verse on way hm sister asked what was wrong not acting your usual for LS. After their prodding I finally told them and I wondered if would something happen to me? Girl you are paranoid was the unanimous answer. Later autumn 76 my dads job moved us to south La. Left my friends felt good times were over. I submersed myself in learning my acoustic and writing listening to music. I won a rock radio contest. Met music friends through them. Then great news. Oct 77 would bring Skynyrd to BRouge. Elation. The evening before the concert I was reading the latest article on them. Midsentence midarticle I unconciously lowered the mag. A trance had come over me. They were playing cards at a table. Sudden chaos. I came out of the vision hearing my own words. Thats it. Thats how it ends. The planes gonna crash. What? What am I saying? No no no. Paced and prayed. Wks earlier my DJ friend had given me a copy of St Survivors w inside tour listing knowing me huge fan. Long dist calls were expensive bk then. Only ldc allowed was to call DJ for five min twice a month. Chkd tour sheet. Next morn I wanted to call the airport in Grnville to warn them. Figured airport official would think I was crazy fan not listen to me or worse. Also I had a powder keg hm life n L dist calls were strictly prohibited no outside exceptions. I sooooo wish I would have taken the heck of a chance on that call. Years of regret followed. The next early evening my room radio gave the first sparse details report. Tried to process mentally. It struck me. I remembered the vision. I collasped weak to my knees. I prayed no God please so hard repeatedly but inside I knew but hoped I was wrong. Mom later knocked to tell me of TV report. I had every album. She liked their music too but did not let on much. God's honor. God gave me this message. He knew how much I loved Ronnie and Band. My Rock Icon was gone. For almost two decades I could not listen to LS music. Hurt too bad. I felt blame. Then came 87 Tribute Tour over store radio. Did I hear that right? Remember how stores played low music bk then? I was in Sears trying to buy a new washer and could not hear a word the salesman was saying. My mind rushed w flashbacks. My husband beside me growing disgruntled. I was then a mom of two young ones and a Ronnie jealous husband. Heck no. No concert. However I could begin to listen again because the Survivors fought through to rise again. Today it is still bittersweet. I felt the need to share this w you bc I knew Ronnie considered you a good friend. Btw Charlie we were big CDB fans too. I love The Door cd. More over I am into King Jesus for many yrs now. Much fan love, Myra
Posted by Myra