The second saddest death this month, for me, is that of Johnny Cash (and if it wasn't for my uncle, Cash would be the first). I am happy that just last Monday I was listening to his music while driving through the Nevada desert. We were listening to the Johnny Cash & Willie Nelson "VH1 Storytellers" album. There was nothing to see for miles and miles but sand, sagebrush, dust devils, hazy blue mountains in the distance, and the open road, and nothing to hear but (Ghost) Riders in the Sky, Don't Take Your Guns To Town, Drive On, I Still Miss Someone, and Folsom Prison Blues. I don't think I've ever experienced a more perfect moment.