- Posted March 1, 2012 by
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Remembering Davy Jones
Davy Ran Me Off the Road
I met him when I applied to be a gratis writer for "Davy's Devotees," a fanzine. That's when I discovered that I actually lived near him, at least during the summer months when he wasn't touring. He bred and road horses. The sight of his cream-colored limo is familiar to everyone around here. The first time I saw it was parked outside the local hospital when he was visiting his sick housekeeper.
One day, I was driving home, and saw a car right on my tail. Annoyed, I tried to speed up, but it wouldn't budge. Scared I'd get hit, I finally pulled over. It was Davy! How could I stay mad?
I met Davy in 2000 at a local concert (see picture). He was delighted when I told him that my mother had once been a professional actress, and that her friend Vince Beck had been a guest star on "The Monkees" more than any other actor. I went to about four of Davy's concerts and his energy and sly wit were contagious at every single one. I'm an inch taller than him, so it was always fun to hug him. Yesterday was a terribly sad day for all of us in central PA. We recently lost Joe-Pa, and now have lost our other beloved celebrity resident. Davy, we'll miss you. Love, Sleepy Jean from McVeytown.