I’ll never forget where I was when I found out about the second plane crash (or the first, but especially the second). It was five years ago today. My sister’s birthday. Mrs. Pistols and I were in L.A. visiting my brother. I woke up to the news on a Friday morning. Then I watched Oklahoma State fall in Ames 12 hours later. I’d just started this blog. It was the most stunning day in its young life. Probably still is.
I wrote about Budke that day and shared some stories from when Nolan Cox and I played on the scout team for his teams.