The glorious harmonies of Don and Phil Everly are the sweetest sounds of my youth. I bought their records, taped a photograph of those two, good looking boys at the top of the heart throb wall in my bedroom and adored those two boys and their wonderful melodies.
Listening to Phil and Don's music always was, and still is, like reading the loved up and lore lorn diaries I wrote as a young girl. Every song they sang seemed to speak of my teenage crushes, my own joys and heartaches and the trouble I got into at times.
One whisper of 'Dream, dream, dream' and I'm whooshing back down the years to the glory days of my youth, days that will only ever come again through the sweet hamonies of those good looking boys, the Everly Brothers.
It was with such sadness that I learned that Phil had died. Yet coming here and listening to so many of Phil's and Don's harmonies has made me realise that Don and Phil will always be around, singing their songs of youth to future generations, just as they still sing to mine.
Thank you for the music, boys. God bless Phil and comfort Don.
For your family it is so hard to understand how such a thing could happen. I wish that you didn't have to feel so much pain...that it didn't have to hurt so much.
Please remember that you are cared about and that in time it will get better!
Thank you for allowing me to be a part of this page. It means quite a lot to me!