During my youth, I used to return from a Blues or a Cardinals games and try to play the music Mr. Hays played. It was one of the the most anticipated things to enjoy in going to a game as a fan. Just the build-up of when he played leading to the Blues stepping onto the ice was enough to really get one's heart pumping. And if he wanted to whip the fans into a frenzy or when the teams scored, the hair would stand up on my neck just to hear those famous tunes. If that hair were to have been quills, people would have thought I was a porcupine. He electrified the buildings and played a role in the great moments hundreds of thousands of fans shared. He has a special place in the hearts of many and thanks to his talents, he will always be remembered fondly. Here is hoping that in the family's time of pain, the good times and the lasting contributions he made to people's lives will allow a smile to come across their faces with warmth to fill their hearts.