Remembering Jim Croce

2018-01-10

James Joseph Croce
January 10, 1943 - September 20, 1973

Early in my impetuous young manhood, fraught with the frustrations and pitfalls of ignorance, immaturity, and a distinct lack of focus; I sought solace in the music to which I would listen on the FM radio.

Once of those singers was Jim Croce who caught my attention earlier in the 1970s and acquired my fandom only to die prematurely in a plane accident shortly after I graduated high school.

Croce was an American folk rock song writer and performer who gained that status of iconic figure in my life.

I enjoyed his music and would take solace in the lyrics and those interludes of peace he brought to the hectic existence which was me foundering adrift in the mercurial youngness and dumbness of my life at that point.

I was stupid, but when you're stupid you don't really possess the facilties to realize it. Such was me and Croce and his music brought a little enjoyment to that stark thing I endured at that time. Through the years I have grown and matured and I attribute some of the saneness and awareness absorbed by my psyche to be assisted by those early quiet times listening to Jim Croce on the radio.