The nicest guy I ever met in Rock n Roll was Ricky Nelson. It was a hot July afternoon in 1984, Newburyport High school. As I drove by, I noticed the front doors to the school were open, so I took it upon myself to walk in. I realized I quickly needed a" common bond" to talk to Ricky about, or a guard perhaps roaming the halls. Being it was so hot & humid, I came up with one.