Stand Up and Shout
Just got in from Ronnie James Dio's memorial. Didn't know what to expect as I don't as a general rule do funerals. Too much sadness. Too much grief. I was one of the 200 or so that got wristbands to be inside. There were flowers every where and pictures of Ronnie. They had a table with a huge banner and sharpies so people could leave their thoughts. Rush and Motorhead and the Hear N Aid project was played as people filled in. What was unexpected was the red rose draped coffin that held DIO. So kids as young as 7 and as old as 70 could pay their respect. They came in basi black. They came in Dio t-shirts. In ripped jeans and sliced shirts. The 80s called and wants its clothes back. Along the rear of the hall and on stage were banners fans had made through out the years. One from Brazil. Ireland. Wendy and family along with close friends were in the front rows. But as Big Scott or Turbo says... (Sic)" Ronnie thought of you as his equal...right by his side". Scott Wa