I must have been 7 or 8 years old. There was music coming from my grandmother's TV, and young adults were being asked to rate the song they just heard. "It has a nice beat, and you can dance to it, so I'll give it a 10" a young man in bell bottoms said as he leaned into the microphone that Dick Clark was holding. I was hooked on the show after that, and it played a large part in introducing me to music that I couldn't afford to buy. The show also played a large part in my interest in learning to play guitar and in writing my own music. The very first New Years Eve that I can remember also included Dick Clark at Times Square in New York. I watched him every year until I was 25 or so. Rest in Peace Dick Clark, you will be missed, and it just goes to show, that another chapter in my own life has come to an end. I appreciate your love for music, and your good, moral character that you exuded your entire life.