OTIS REDDING

December 10, 1967 I was working my first serious full-time adult job in Oxford, England. I was an editor at the Clarendon Press, a part of  the OUP (Oxford University Press). The office was on Saint Giles, then an old road from the Woodstock & Banbury Road junction and the shopping district and at the edge of various colleges. I had a short two stop bus ride or about a half an hour walk from the office in order to get “home”.  I finished at five pm and walked to my bed sit on Chalfont Road, made a simple meal on my one-ring burner and put on the BBC News on the transistor radio.  I was shocked to hear of the death of the great Otis Redding in a plane crash in the US. Along with members of the Bar-Kays who were backing him on the tour. I actually cried. 
He was a great artist that all my friends and I admired. My friends and I went as a large group to see him, (and the whole revue,) in the great Stax-Volt Revue when it came to London. As I discovered later, The Beatles & Stones were in attendance too, as they were huge fans.

51 years later he is still admired around the world and his great posthumous number one hit, recorded  just days before he died (Sittin' on) The Dock of the Bay remains a staple of radio in the 21st-century.