I became a fan of The Monkees at the age of 10 after watching the first episode in 1966. The favorite of most of my friends and I was...and will continue to be David Jones. Back then, I never dreamed I would get to see a Monkees concert...let alone meet 'Davy.' Flash forward 35 years....my Mother bought me a Christmas present that won't soon be forgotten--a ticket to a Davy Jones concert at Moraine Valley College. Walking out of the concert that evening, little did I know the path that one ticket would take me. As a result, my friends, brother, husband and I have attended many recent concerts. One of the best parts of that path are the friendships I've made as a result of all this. Of course, meeting and chatting with David counts are THE best part of it all. But it truly is much more than going to the concerts, it's being able to share the fun with friends, old and new! By the way, my Mother swears she'll never buy me another ticket to see any performer again.
I have been in love with Davy Jones for 30 years. This has survived two marriages and two divorces, several engagements, and an addiction to the Beatles. I cannot remember when I did not have a house full (or car full) of Monkees albums or cassettes. For every time I heard a Beatles album, I would privately play 3 Monkees albums afterwards.
David remained a "myth" to me until 1987, when a miracle happened and I heard the Monkees would be in Chapel Hill, North Carolina...about 2 hours from my home. I went with my niece, sat a million miles away, and cried the whole time. I figured that was my big moment. 10 more years went by.
I moved to the beach in South Carolina, brought my little Monkees tapes and albums right along with me...and worked a 9 to 5 (sometimes 2nd shift job) and survived best as I could.
1997 rolls around and and another miracle....the Monkees were actually coming to Myrtle Beach! I still sat a mile away, still cried...but this time I decided to show my butt...and I left my seat at the end and ran up to the stage. I saw Davy Jones from about 4 ft away this time...and again thought my life was at it's best. A couple of weeks later we got the internet at work, and my whole existence changed.
I found a Monkees forum somewhere, and posted a question about David...probably if he was married or something. Several hours later I was thrilled to no end that someone answered me!
That someone was Cindy Bryant....
For months we corresponded and I worshipped this crazy woman! Eventually I got a webtv at home and stayed on the internet 24/7. Another girl I met named Denise had a website for Davy and inspired and "trained" me through a million emails until I learned myself. Several years later I ended up with one of the biggest Davy sites around. I met David...even got a kiss.
This "God" named David became a flesh and blood man with faults and his own mistakes....but still the love of my life always. Because of him, and Cindy, and Denise, I now do internet work and websites for a living. My whole life and career made a 90 degree turn for the better....still amazes me every day.
I still haven't met Cindy. I've been with the PFG in spirit now for more than 4 years...and one day I'll be there in person, too. Until then I continue to love this old girl...and David...and I'll always owe her a debt that can't be repaid...