by Essay by Michael Fallon September 9, 2008, red-banner day. It was The Day the Music Died, the time of my own private Ground Zero, the moment I got kicked off , and the instant that my address changed from Stardust Avenue to the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. July 15, 2008, was the day I finally realized I would never have an answer to the question my mother had asked twenty years before: �What are you…