In 1991 Freddy Mecury died and I was at my best friend’s place making some bad jokes about it. My friend was a die-hard fan of Queen. I was not. Must have probably hurt him badly.

For the years that followed I really got to appreciate (understatement) the genius music that Queen made. I feel terrible about it now how I acted as a 20-year old. I can’t reverse how I acted. Not only did I hurt my (then) best friend, but I was also disdainful to a genius singer, composer and probably a nice guy.

After 34 years this is still on my mind… not all the time…. but every time I listen to Queen.