I was around 14 years old walking through my house singing Karma Chameleon. Our TV had been left on a concert movie called Black and Blue. I had never heard of the bands involved and was not interested because let's face it...it was not Culture Club. But then I wandered through the living room and a man's voice literally brought me to my knees. As I knelt in front of the TV with my mouth hanging open my world was changed. I quickly became obsessed with the small man with the huge voice. I saved every cent of my allowance and bought Black Sabbath albums. Then when I found out he had formed his own band, Dio albums joined the collection and then Rainbow and then I was mail ordering Elf albums from England. I collected every article I could find and papered the walls of my room in posters and pictures ripped from magazines of him. Through him I found a love of heavy metal that exists to this day. He opened me up to a whole world of music that I would never have come across (I live in an area where country music is way too popular). Dio was my very first concert and it was the best. I saw him in concert one other time and I kick myself for all the times I could have gone but missed for some reason or another. I wish I could thank him for the beauty he brought into my life. I wish I could see him in concert just one more time.
Godspeed Ronnie James Dio. You will be missed.